Date: Fri, 26 Jun 2009 21:29:47 -0700 (PDT)
From: thinsmooth <thinsmooth@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ranch Boys 2

From part 1

Henry was taut, breathing heavily, poised aggressively.  I
couldn't hold his dark stare, so I dropped my eyes to his belt.
Somehow that seemed safer than staring into his fierce expression.
The sound of Henry's voice made me look up again. "What will you
give me if I let you go?"  I considered protesting at the idea of
having to pay for my freedom, but decided to humor Henry.  "I'll
do anything you want, Henry.  Just please untie me!"  A second
later, the rope fell away from my hands and feet.  "You said
'anything', right?"

Just then, his dad's pickup honked as it crossed the cattle grate.
We wouldn't have a chance to talk privately until the next study
session.

The next time he came over to my house to study, things went
normally.  I checked him out when he wasn't looking, and he didn't
seem to care anyway.  When he was ready to go home, he surprised
me with another invitation.  "Oh yeah, my brother and I have to do
the branding this weekend, you want to help us?"


Part 2

"OK, if you're sure I won't be in the way". I'd answered the
question as honestly as I could.  I knew he knew I didn't know
anything about livestock, so it was safe to assume he knew I
wouldn't be much help with branding.

"No problem, we just need another strong body.  We'll show you
what to do."

I was excited about getting together with Henry and his brother,
but I didn't want to look like an idiot.  "Are you sure it's OK
with Nicholas?"

"No problem, I told my little brother about you, so it's cool."

The following Saturday, I was showered, dressed, and fed by 6a.m.,
and none too soon.  Henry's father's pickup pulled into the
driveway, and I was out the front door like the wind.  Since the
work would continue into Sunday, I brought an overnight bag.

I guess due to the early hour, the ride to their ranch was quiet,
and for some reason that was reassuring.  I'd never spent any time
with Henry's younger brother, Nicholas, but in school he'd always
seemed friendly to me.  He was definitely as hot as his brother,
even if he was younger.  The same long-lashed brown eyes,
naturally spiked black hair, smooth copper skin, and brilliant
white teeth...on a smaller, less imposing physique.

After we'd unloaded equipment, and their father had left in the
truck, we started to set up.  A large fire and a boiling pot of
water were our early objectives.  After that, it became more
confusing.  I wasn't sure what the boiling water was for, let
alone the skillet.

Eventually, Henry began to explain.  "Nicholas will bring each
calf to me.  He and I will brand and castrate it, and release it
to Danny."  "Danny, your job is to get the calf back into the
corral.  Nicholas will help you with the first one."  The sun was
hardly up, but the light glowed from their smiles, and we got to
work.

By the time the day was over, I was ready to collapse.  Without
going into the gruesome details, we'd branded and castrated over
40 head. Henry, especially, was filthy.  He'd done most of the
hardest work.  Not long after we started, he had removed his
shirt.  The large silver belt buckle he wore gleamed against his
hard-packed abs.  I almost forgot that I had a job to do. I was so
busy watching Henry and Nicholas wrestle each calf down.

Nicholas never whined, or challenged his brother's instructions
during the entire day.  On the contrary, he seemed to be working
extra hard to please his big brother.  Soon after Henry removed
his shirt, Nicky did the same.  Their sinewy backs and shoulders
gleamed in the mid-day sun. We snacked on candy bars, but no
lunch.

Finally, Henry said, "OK that's good".  Nicky helped me put the
last calf in the corral, and patted me on the back.  "You did good
bro'", he said.  I wasn't so sure, but I welcomed the praise.
"Don't thank me, you guys are both awesome."  His facial
expression was relaxed, and while he smiled back, he brought his
hand slowly down my back, to my waist.  Once his hand reached my
belt, he let his palm rest on my upper ass.  I let him linger
there a moment, then rushed off to answer his brother's demands
for help putting gear away.

The fire had been left burning, and now the purpose for the large
cast-iron skillet was revealed to me.  Six or eight at a time, the
brothers, sliced and fried the testicles they'd just removed from
unfortunate calves.  The entire project took about an hour, until
there was a steaming plate of "mountain oysters" to feast on.
They'd brought home-made flatbread with them, similar to
tortillas.  The combination was delicious.

The sun was starting to set by the time we finished eating.  Since
there was no electricity at their ranch, work had to be done
before the sun went down.  By the time we finished eating, there
was less than a half hour of sunlight left in the day.  Henry was
still giving the orders: "We'll wash the plates later, but first
we need to wash ourselves, so strip and follow me".  As he
finished saying this, he began removing his boots, socks, and
jeans.  Nicky was quick to copy his big brother's actions.  I was
only a few seconds behind them, delighted at the prospect of a
bath or shower, and even more delighted to see these young cowboys
stripping bare in front of me.

Henry led us to downhill side of the round water tank, by the
windmill.  Here it was grassy and a little muddy, where the water
constantly dripped from an overflow pipe.  Henry was carrying a
clear plastic bag, full of a white paste.  When we got to the
overflow pipe, he opened the bag.  "OK, Nicky, you're first, so
Danny can see what to do when it's his turn".  On Henry's command,
Nicholas stepped under the pipe.  He was instantly drenched and
shivering from the cold water.  As soon as his entire body was
wet, he jumped out from under the pipe.  Henry held out the bag to
me.  "OK Danny, get a handful of this soap and start washing
Nicky".  As he said this, Henry began to demonstrate what he
expected me to do.  He stood in front of his little brother, and
starting at the top of Nicky's head, he used both hands to create
a thick lather.

"C'mon Danny, hurry up and help me wash Nicky" Henry repeated, so
I did.  I stood in back of the 15 year old.  While his brother
worked on his hair, I began with his well-shaped shoulders, down
the emerging muscles of his arms, his smooth armpits, and wide
back.  I was almost a head taller than Nicky, so I could still see
Henry, who smiled back at me.

"Don't be shy, finish his ass and legs, so we can take our turns".
I snapped to Henry's command, and began washing his brother's
hard, round, smooth little ass.  I didn't dare linger for too
long, but I finished him off with a couple of soapy strokes
between his firm cheeks, then proceeded down his legs.  Meanwhile,
Henry had started working down the front of his brother's wet
body.  Although I couldn't see what the older boy's hands were
doing, it was easy to tell he was paused over his brother's dick.
I'd already seen that both boys were uncut.  Henry's soft dick was
obviously larger than his younger brother's, and Henry's dick was
crowned with a wreath of long straight black hair.  Nicky, on the
other hand, didn't seem to have sprouted yet, either on his dick
or in his armpits.  I continued my work on Nicky's legs, moving to
his ankles, and averting my eyes down.  Nicky's body blocked my
view, but I was pretty sure Henry was still washing his brother's
pubes.

"I'm finished!", I almost shouted.  Henry replied calmly, "Did you
wash his crack good?"  "Yes", I answered, in a more subdued tone.
By then, Henry's hands were on Nicholas' feet.  "Danny, keep him
from falling", and as he said this, Henry lifted his brother's
right foot, to wash his toes.  I stepped up to hold the younger
boy from behind, and in doing so accidentally brushed my free-
hanging cock against Nicky's smooth ass.  My dick had been
behaving itself up until now, but the sudden body contact caused
it to chub up slightly.  I stepped back again, but kept my hands
on Nicky's slippery shoulders.  During all this time, Nicholas
hadn't said a word.  I assumed this was a routine thing for my
friends, just part of ranch work, and tried not to dwell on the
temptation in front of me.

When Henry had finished with his brother's feet, he stood up and
grasped Nicky's shoulders, then moved him back under the overflow
pipe to rinse off.  The soapy boy shivered under the flow for a
few seconds, then jumped clear.  He finally spoke: "Damn that's
cold!"  Henry and I broke out laughing.  If Nicky had an erection
earlier, the cold water must have deflated it.  His wrinkled brown
ball sack peeked out from under his shriveled, uncut cock.

"OK Danny, your turn, step under the pipe."  I suspected this
might be a sort of initiation test, so I immediately stepped under
the cold stream of water.  Within a few seconds, my teeth were
chattering, and my semi-erection had shriveled. Jumping so fast to
Henry's orders, I hadn't given thought to the idea of how I would
react under the water pipe.  They didn't give me any time to think
about it, either, as four strong hands pulled me out from under
the freezing water. Front and back, they began to scrub me down.
I was facing Henry, who started with my medium-length brown hair.
I closed my eyes, but I could feel their hands on my body.
Nicholas worked much faster than I had, and covered my back and
front with his soapy hands.  He started on my shoulders, as I had
on his.  His hands slipped under my armpits, and washed my chest
and abdomen with handfuls of soap.  I felt his fingertips teasing
my nipples, probing my belly button.  Nicky pulled me back against
his body, for better access to my front.  My knees were suddenly
feeling weak, but I tried to maintain composure.

While Henry continued working on my hair, Nicky's hands slipped
below my waist, and gently surrounded my cock and balls.  My dick
went fully erect, in response to his warm soapy grasp.  I closed
my eyes, as Nicholas' hands brought me to a full hard on.  His
left hand continued fondling my balls and boner, while his right
hand slipped around my waist and began slathering suds on my
hairless white ass.  As his hand moved across my ass, he gripped
it hard in several places, almost causing me to cry out.  Ranch
work had made both boys hard as granite, and strong as iron.
Nicky grabbed hard several times on both sides of my crack while
he was washing me, and then slipped his hand inside the deep
furrow.  His fingertips quickly found my clenched hole.  One of
Nicky's fingers became more persistent than the others.  His
finger broke through the tight ring surrounding my boy-hole, and
buried itself past the middle knuckle.  The slippery suds almost
made it easy going in.  At least, I didn't protest.  Instead, as
Nicky massaged my sphincter with one hand, and my cock and balls
with the other, I let out a low moan.

"Cut it out, Nicky, save that for later.  I haven't washed yet, so
hurry up with Danny."  Nicky's hand slipped from my raging
erection, while he simultaneously pulled his finger out of my wet
ass.  The sudden pull-out caused my cock to twitch reflexively.  A
few seconds later, Henry's strong hands gripped my shoulders, and
moved me back under the streaming pipe.  He held me firmly in
place, while I went through the rinse cycle, and my hard dick
deflated.

"My turn.  Hurry, it's almost dark."  With that, Henry stepped
under the flowing pipe.  His wide nipples beaded up under the cold
water, and goose bumps were visible on his lean thighs and hard
round ass.  "Let's go boys!", as Henry stepped out from under the
pipe.  I was still standing in front of him, so I took a glob of
soap and started washing his medium length black hair.  His eyes
were closed, so I was able to stare at the curving lines of his
nose and lips, his long, thick eyelashes, his smooth copper skin.

I snapped out of it when I heard and saw Henry take a deep breath.
His ribs heaved, exaggerating the concave slope of his suds-
covered belly.  He put his hands on my shoulders for balance.
Looking down, I saw Nicky's soapy hands jacking on his brother's
erect penis.  The brown foreskin was pulled back behind the
swollen purple head.  Glossy pubic hair was plastered sparsely
around his rigid manhood.  When I looked up, Henry's eyes were
looking at mine, but he said nothing.  For a moment, I could see
the sexual tension reflected in his clenched jaw.  Another second
to regain control, and Henry released my shoulders, and stepped
back under the overflow pipe.

As soon as Henry had finished rinsing, we started back to the
corral.  By now the sunset was just a thin red sliver on the
horizon, and there was no moon.  The path to the corral was on the
shadowed side of the tank.  We were barefoot, and more than once I
had to steady myself on the bare shoulder of one of the brothers.
They spoke briefly in their native language, but quickly returned
to English when we approached the corral.

"Nicky, get the sleeping gear.  Danny, help me over here."  I
followed the flickering shadows on Henry's muscled backside, as he
went behind the row of stables.  "Help me carry wood back to the
fire". Still naked as jaybirds, Henry and I made 2 or 3 trips to
the pile of chopped firewood.  I thought in turn of the brothers'
hewn bodies, and imagined first Henry, then Nicky, shirtless,
gleaming with sweat, swinging the axe at this woodpile.

As Henry and I were setting down the last load or wood beside the
fire, Nicky had returned with his arms full of blankets and
sheepskins.  He laid several on the ground, upwind from the fire.
Like Henry and me, Nicky was still naked.  While he twisted to
control each blanket that he unfurled, his taut flanks and
stretched torso flickered like shadows in the firelight.

When Nicky threw down the last blanket, Henry stepped into the
middle and sat down.  I quickly followed, grateful for a place to
park myself.  Nicky stepped around his older brother, and sat down
on my right, placing me between them. Each time they moved, I
tried to get a better view of what they had going between their
legs.  Neither of them seemed to be hard, but there wasn't much
light to work with, and their knees were now bent.

"Let's go to sleep, man", said Henry.  Nicky reached behind and
pulled a couple of large blankets over the three of us.  We were
reclining three-abreast, and still nude.  I lay on my back, as did
Nicky.  Henry re-arranged the blanket, then turned away from me,
and settled on his side.  I reflexively mimicked his move, and
turned away from Nicholas, facing Henry's back.

I was so tired; I think I even fell asleep for a few seconds,
until I felt strong fingers massaging my ass.  I recognized
Nicky's hard grip.  Very soon, one roving hand reached my
lengthening penis.  The other stayed behind, and his skilled
finger reunited with my eager asshole.  First one, then two, then
a third slender finger, but strong they were.  The hand Nicky had
placed on my penis moved up, across my belly, and tightened around
my chest.  After a few minutes, the fingers he had pushed into my
ass were clumsily replaced by his slim boy cock.  Once he'd gotten
it inside me, there was no mistaking it for fingers.

Reaching under my armpits, grasping my shoulders, Nicky pulled his
slim body into mine, docking smoothly and completely with my
virgin hole.  I sighed heavily, and bent slightly, to give him
better access.  Once Nicky had buried his hardness all the way in
my ass, he let me catch my breath.  The fingers of both of his
hands worked over my nipples, teasing and pinching.

After we'd been lying still for a couple of minutes, Nicky called
his brother's name softly.  Henry was still turned away from us,
where he'd apparently fallen asleep right after lying down.  When
Henry didn't respond, Nicholas raised his voice to normal level
and said something in their native language.  Henry responded this
time, and rolled over to face us.  We were all still under the
blankets, so it wasn't possible for Henry to see that Nicky's
young cock was pube-deep in my ass.  But there was still enough
light from the fire to see that Nicky was spooning me.

Still in their own language, Henry seemed to be asking questions.
When he seemed to have gotten the answers he wanted, his arms
stretched the short distance to allow his hands to join Nicky's,
on my hairless chest.  Henry didn't linger there, moving quickly
along my ribs, stomach, belly, to my pubic bush.  His fingers
raked my thin pubic hair, then grasped my throbbing erection.  The
other hand groped my balls, then slipped behind to find my crack.
The hand under my balls reached up until it found Nicky's stiff
dick planted deep.  He fondled the base of his brother's cock, his
balls, then pulled back to grasp my cock again.  He didn't stroke
it, but gripped it tightly, and scooted toward me until our bodies
almost touched.  I was too sexed up, and slightly panicked, to say
a word.

Henry looked at me seriously, and spoke in English.

"Danny, remember that day we went riding, when you said you'd do
anything, if I let you go?

"Yes, Henry", I whispered back.

"If you haven't figured it out already, I want to you do whatever
Nicky and me tell you, that means anything.  But you won't have a
problem with that, will you Danny?"

As he waited for my reply, he said something to Nicky, which
resulted in Nicky withdrawing from my ass, and lifting my lower
body so that now neither of us was covered by blankets. I was on
my knees, leaning forward on my elbows now, facing Henry, who was
still covered.  Henry barked a few words to Nicky, who moved his
body back into my crack space,  re-entering my hole with one swift
push to the bottom.  I gasped, my lungs heaved, my heart was
racing, but I didn't cry out.

"Answer me Danny, do you have a problem with being our bitch
tonight, or not?"

Henry rose up from beneath the blankets, his nude body half in
shadow, almost featureless on the dark side.  On his knees, Henry
scooted so that his semi-hard penis was dangling above my face.  I
looked up, trying to regain some control of my tongue, but I
couldn't.  Henry barked at his brother.  Nicky slipped his hard
dick back up to the entrance of my boy-cunt, then slammed it in
with the most force he'd used so far.  This time, I did cry out.
Henry reached for the back of my head, and pulled my hair back to
elevate my face.

"Ok, Danny, you don't have to answer, just nod.  Do you want
this?"  He flicked the head of his swelling penis across my nose
and eyes, then slowly circled my lips with the tip.

"I know you want this, don't you?  You don't have to worry about
Nicky or me telling anyone.  I've known you wanted in my pants all
along, it's cool.  If we were gonna tell someone, they'd already
know by now."  He pulled his smooth ball sack across my nose,
cutting off my air, and forcing me to open my mouth.

I looked up at his handsome face, framed by thick dark hair, cast
in flickering shadows.  My eyes followed the deep shadows of his
muscled chest and abdomen.  Henry pulled back, and barked at Nicky
again.

"No, I mean yes, I uh want it, Henry."

"Say it.  What do you want, Danny?

"I want to do whatever you and Nicholas tell me.  I want to suck
your dick, Henry."

"Good boy, here ya go baby.  Let's see how hungry you are."  By
now Henry was vigorously stroking his swelling cock.   When it was
at full length, he moved it against my lips, and I opened without
resistance.

"Careful with teeth babe.  Nicky you can get back to work on his
ass now."

Receiving Henry's cock, I'd almost forgotten about Nicky's.  Now
he reminded me.  Slowly at first, He began a smooth long stroke
from top to bottom of my boy pussy.  Meanwhile, Henry's flared
cock head had touched the back of my throat, and rested on my
tongue.  I swabbed my tongue sloppily around the shaft, then
pulled back to lick at the spongy head. I grasped it in my right
hand and pulled my head off.  His cock head was fully extended
from stretched foreskin.  It was shiny from the tongue bath I'd
just given it.

"Go deep now, Danny."  I felt one of Henry's hands grip the back
of my head, guiding my mouth back down on his throbbing cock.  My
mouth was full of saliva from the first taste of his prick, so it
slid easily to the back of my mouth, pausing at the entrance to my
throat.  "Relax, Danny", and he slid the head of his dick down
past the back of my tongue.  I was able to delay a mild gag
response, but the hot flesh cut off my air.  I held on as long as
I could, while Henry fucked deeper, finally resting his balls on
my chin.  My nose was in his pubic bush when I was forced to pull
my head back for air.  Henry kept his hand on the back of my head,
but he didn't try to force me down while I got my breath.

"Nicky, Danny's a natural cocksucker, he took it balls deep,
you'll love it.  How's his ass?"

While Henry was testing the limits of my throat, Nicky had set my
ass on fire, and he was busy stoking it with his hot poker.  The
break from Henry's cock allowed me to focus on Nicky's again.  I
felt no pain, just fullness, and a sexual tingle, almost an itch,
that was becoming more insistent.

"It's tight, Henry.  His ass is on fire, he just started pushing
back on my dick.  I can't last much longer."

I looked up at Henry's face, and found him looking into my eyes,
smiling widely.  He had begun stroking his dick again, instead of
returning it to my mouth.

"Henry, I'm gonna blow!", shouted Nicky.  His pumping rhythm
suddenly changed, almost stopped, then three or four shallow,
rapid-fire thrusts, then a final, full-length plunge back to the
bottom, where he blasted his hot seed deep into my bowels.  Nicky
lay stretched across my back, his arms wrapped under my armpits,
hands clinging to my shoulders.  We were both sweating, especially
my ass crack, but I didn't want Nicky to move.  I really liked the
feeling that he'd just seeded me, and was spent.  That feeling
gave me a perverse sense of power over him, and the thought made
my dick very hard.  Nicky pulled out with a wet, broken-suction
sound, and fell back on the covers.

"Turn around, Danny.  Flip around and clean Nicky's dick off with
your tongue, while I get some."

I obeyed Henry's order, and turned to face Nicky.  I wasn't sure
what to expect after he'd been jamming my shit-hole, but his dick
tasted more like cum than like shit.  I licked him clean, even his
sweaty balls.

I felt Henry's hands grasp my ass and open it like a book.  The
tip of Henry's cock touched my sensitive hole, then pushed
through, past the head.  His cock moved through me like a hot
knife through butter.  Nicky's load was helping lubricate my newly
christened boy-cunt.  Henry's dick felt a lot larger, but it
didn't hurt, now that his little brother had broken me in.

Henry realized immediately how badly my wet hole wanted his
straining cock.  He slid it all the way to the hilt, then again,
and I felt his body bump me repeatedly with each long stroke.
Meanwhile, the tongue-bath I'd been giving Nicky's cock began to
make him hard again.  Still on my elbows, I slurped on his uncut
boyhood like a thirsty animal, then pulled each testicle into my
mouth for a few seconds, making him twist and moan under me.

Nicky spoke to his brother again, in their own language.  Henry's
grunted reply seemed approving, and the next thing I knew, Nicky
had swiveled under me to form a 69. His mouth caught my dick on
Henry's down-stroke into my steaming hot ass.  This time when I
pushed my ass back on Henry's dick, I was careful not to pull out
of his little brother's sucking mouth.  Each time Henry's pile
driver bottomed out in me, my own throbbing erection slipped
further into Nicky's mouth.  After a few more jabs from behind,
the head of my dick briefly entered his throat.  At the same time,
I was gobbling Nicky's hairless dick down to the base.  Because he
wasn't as thick as his older brother, I eventually mastered my gag
reflex.

Skewered on Henry's iron spit, rocking up and down on Nicky's
long, slim pole, I felt like a bitch in heat.  I lost myself in
our rutting for several minutes, but snapped out of it when Nicky
reached up and grasped my nutsack with one hand.  He pulled
gently, then ran two fingers up behind my balls, until they
reached his brother's churning prick.  Nicky slipped one finger
into my ass, working in concert with Henry's cock.  The combined
effect was too much for me.  My orgasm hit like a hurricane,
taking over my entire body.  As my toes curled, my ass clenched.
Nicky held my cock in his mouth while he swallowed my load.  At
the same moment, he blew his own load in my throat.  Some of
Nicky's jizz dribbled down and pooled at the base of his dick.

"Nicky, I'm losing it, here it comes".   Henry doubled his pumping
speed.  Nicky's finger immediately withdrew from my boy-cunt.  I
could feel his hand gripping the base of his brother's cock.
Henry's frenzied fucking suddenly slowed down.  "FUCK YEAH", was
the only thing he said, and he buried his cock deep and held it
there, while his balls emptied in my greedy ass.

Once Henry backed out of my bruised pussy, Nicky's mouth let go of
my spent dick, and moved up between my legs to my rut-hole.  My
ass was burning hot. The next second, Nicky's tongue started
lapping coolness on my hole.  He snaked it inside as far as he
could reach, lapping at his brother's warm cum.  I remained on my
elbows and knees while Nicky washed my ass with rapid movements of
his tongue.  In a final lewd gesture, he sealed his lips tightly
around my hole, and sucked so hard I swear I could feel it in my
lungs.

We all finally collapsed in a pile together, Henry on top, Nicky
on the bottom.  Within a few minutes, I'd fallen asleep between
the nude boys.