Date: Tue, 30 Sep 2014 17:58:02 -0700
From: BT <billy1333@gmail.com>
Subject: The Ryan Boy's # 1 - (Incest section)

This is the first installment of a fictional story of a young man who moves
from the city to a rural area with his father and discovers sex with a
family of farmers who have a few secrets of their own.  This is fantasy so
I don't worry about safe sex and as fantasy, the characters are all
fictional.  I always appreciate constructive criticism and story ideas as I
have used suggestions in past stories as suggested by readers.  You can
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Hearing the load mournful moo of a cow startled 14 year old Shakil Donovan
awake in a strange place until he remembered this was his new home, an old
farmhouse in a town of two hundred people in the foothills of the Oregon
Cascades where he and his father had moved to just three days ago.

The past six months had been tough ever since his mother had died from
cancer at age 36.  Both Shakil and his father Tom had been devastated.  While
never close to his dad, Shakil had adored his mother.  Never able to have
other children she had adored her son who she had named Shakil which meant
"handsome" in her home country of the Philippines and lavished love on her
little boy.  That had always seemed to be an issue for his father who
accused his wife of coddling their son, turning him into a sissy which
always led to an argument which was really the only thing they ever seemed
to argue about, the marriage being overall, a happy one.

Despite this Shakil knew his parents loved each other.  Meeting when his
mother, Josie, was 18 and Tom Donovan was 20 while serving in the Navy as a
nurse stationed in Manila, they were married within months of meeting each
other.  A year later they were transferred to San Diego where Shakil was
born and they had lived happily until his mother's death.

Despite their issues, Shakil had known his father was devastated by his
mother's death.  Despite the original plan his parents made to stay in the
service for 20 years and then retire to his grandparent's farm in Oregon,
after Josie's death, Tom chose not to reenlist.  For months after his
mother had died his father rarely left the house except when he absolutely
had too.  Used to only having his father around for short periods was
driving Shakil crazy.  Not only because he never left  the house but it
made it difficult to see his boyfriend.

For the past year Shakil had been seeing Jack, a 20 year old college
student who was tutoring him to learn Chinese.  Their mothers were friends
and had arranged the tutoring but from the first time they met Shakil found
himself almost incapable of maintaining a train of thought when around the
tall muscular Chinese jock.  Shakil often  wondering, what it would be like
to touch the buff college student's chest, run his hands through his jet
black hair, to kiss him.

What Shakil didn't realize at the time is he was having a similar impact
with Jack.  The college student had experiences with both men and women but
he had never been attracted to a kid like Shakil.  His slim, light brown
body with big almond-shaped eyes and the biggest smile he had ever seen,
the college student often found himself positioning his body to hide the
erections he continued to have whenever he was near the teenager.

Shakil didn't know what to think.  While he had never kissed anyone, boy or
girl, all he could think about was kissing the hunky college students firm
lips, not knowing if he was gay or straight.  Always a bit of a daredevil
after spotting Jack sporting an erection he was desperately trying to
conceal, Shakil slapped his book shut and turned to Jack and blurted out,
"Go ahead!  Show it to me!"  Looking at the college student's crotch he
glanced back up to Jack's face which showed his embarrassment.  Determined
the teenager grabbed Jack's hand and lay it on his own erection as he
stated, "We both are hard so let's take them out!"

Stuttering Jack finally got out, "We can't!  What if someone saw us?!"

Sensing Jack wanted to do it Shakil leaned back and unbuttoned his pants,
hooked his fingers into the waistband and pushed them down.  His rock hard
cock sprang out from his clothing.  The teen had an uncut 4-inch boner.  Seeing
the college student staring at the pre-cum dripping from the head of his
cock, Shakil dared him, "Come on Jack... Show me yours!  You know you want
to!"

Licking his lips the college student whispered, "We really shouldn't be
doing this!"  Shakil's response was to reach over and grab the buttons of
Jack's pants.  The college student gasped  and grabbed Shakil's wrists and
the two of them stared into each other's eyes before Jack let his hands
drop to his sides as the teenager unbuttoned his jeans and stared at the
mass of muscle straining against the college student's underwear.  Shakil
looked into Jack's eyes before slowly placing his hand against the mass and
felt it surge against his hand.  Hearing Jack's breathing get louder and
more erratic, the teenager boldly began pulling down Jack's pants and
underwear.  Silently Jack battled with himself yet as Shakil tugged at the
waistband top lower his pants Jack raised up his hips to allow the teenager
to push the pants around his ankles.  Seeing Jack's rock hard 7-inch cock
caused Shakil's own breathing to become more ragged as he took the cock
into his hand and felt it pulse against his grip.  Slowly he began to jerk
the college student's cock.  Almost automatically, Jack reach out and
grabbed Shakil's hard 4-inch cock and slowly followed the teenagers lead.

They maintained eye contact as they stroked each other's cocks.  Neither of
them spoke but as their excitement grew they both became flushed.  Sweat
beaded on the foreheads and their breathing became louder and more erratic
as they increased the speed they applied to each other's cocks.  Suddenly
Shakil realized he was going to shoot his load.  He attempted to muffle his
cry as he began shooting cum all over Jack's hand and arm.  Feeling the
teen's hot cum sent Jack over the edge as he began shooting stream after
stream of cum all over Shakil's hand, arm and shirt.  Putting his arms
around the Filipino boy Jack pulled him tightly against him as they
recovered from their orgasms.  After several moments Jack hesitantly asked,
"Are you ok?"

Pulling away Shakil looked up at the college student and said with a huge
smile, "Wow!  That was great!"  Seeing the streams of cum that soaked into
his shirt the teenager said with a laugh, "Man!  You came a lot!"  Seeing
the shy grin on Jack's face Shakil asked, "Can we do that again sometime?"

Smiling Jack replied, "We can as long as you don't tell anyone."

Looking at the cum on his hand the teenager brought the hand up to his
mouth and at first tentatively licked some off.  Liking the taste, Shakil
licked his hand clean and smiled broadly as he said, "I won't tell anyone!  I
promise!"

Smiling at the memory of his first love the teenager went to the day two
months ago when his father came home and found Jack fucking him.  Furious
Tom had threatened to kill Jack who left the house while Shakil had pleaded
with his father to understand.  Telling his father he was gay and loved
Jack only enraged his father.  Tom was very clear to his son he would never
see Jack again and if he did, he would press charges against Jack for
molesting his son, destroying his life.  Insisting again he was gay and in
love with the college student, Tom's denial was apparent as he told his son
he was too young to know such a thing and his mother's babying him and
living in the city and all its influences had confused the teenager.

The next day Tom took Shakil out of school and they traveled to Central
Oregon going to the small town of Lacomb where his grandparents had lived
and where Tom had spent summers as a kid.  After their deaths they had left
the farm to Tom who had leased it to the Ryan brothers who all had farms
around the area.  Jeff was the one in charge with brother Myles and Levi in
business with him as well.  Myles and his wife Whitney were living in his
grandparent's house but when Tom explained his desire to move back into the
house but the Ryan's could still lease the land and outbuildings, Jeff had
readily agreed.

Shakil was stunned what they called a town.  Lacomb had only two roads
running through it.  The town consisted of a gas station, small grocery and
post office combo, elementary school and a volunteer fire department.  The
nearest town was Lebanon which was 12 miles away and with a population of
12,000.  As events quickly moved forward, the teenager pleaded with his
father to reconsider to no avail.  A move date of June 1st meant that
Shakil would be stuck on the farm for the summer, no friends, nowhere to go.
But his father had prevailed and three days ago they had moved in.

Hearing his father call him down to the kitchen the teen went downstairs.  Tom
realized as soon as son walked in that he was still desperately upset about
the move.  Not wanting to have yet another argument about this subject, Tom
made it clear that while he was at work Shakil was to stay around the house.
Tom had easily gotten a job in Salem at the hospital but the 1 hour commute
each way plus the 12 hour shifts meant that Tom would be gone from 7 am to
9 pm every day.  The constant battling between them the past couple of
months had actually made Tom relieved to have some distance from his son
but still he felt bad and promised that with 3 days a week off they could
do things together which was only met with a sullen stare from the teenager.


Once his father had left the unhappy teen went back to bed.  To ensure he
and Jack had no contact his father had refused internet service and the
only phone was a land line which made it impossible for the teen to contact
anyone much less Jack.  He slept a few more hours until the summer heat
chased him out of the house as there was no air conditioning, only fans
available that did nothing but push around the hot air.   Disgusted the
teenager but on a pair of bikini briefs and took a blanket outside and lay
down under a large oak tree where he soon had dozed off again.

A bit later Shakil was startled when he heard someone say, "What the hell
are you wearing?"  Opening his eyes he saw a tall, stocky guy wearing
cut-offs and a tank top, sweating heavily standing over him.  Startled
Shakil jumped up and stared at the guy who appeared to be 5-6 years older,
about 6'2" and a solid 240 pounds yet muscular with straight brown
hair.  Seeing
the kid's reaction the stranger said, "Name is David Ryan and my dad leases
your land.  I just live down the road and was out for a jog and thought I
would come meet you and your dad."

Shakil told him his name and explained that his father was at work.  Watching
the neighbor closely to see what type of reaction he would receive the
teenager explained that his father had moved him to this god forsaken place
to keep him from his boyfriend and all he wanted was to go back to San
Diego and was surprised by the country boy's response.

"Well you are definitely going to find life is pretty slow here but for the
most part people just mind their own business."  As he talked David moved
his hand to the crotch of his cut-offs and quickly adjusted his cock which
seemed to have grown since taking to the 14 year old as he continued, "As
for the whole boyfriend thing... no one around here is really out like that
around here but a few of us have been helped out by a buddy from time to
time."

Still pissed at his father and horny with the sweaty country boy standing
in front of him, Shakil surprised himself  as he moved closer to David and
asked, "So are we buddies?" as he smiled broadly.

Hesitantly David looked at the teenager and couldn't deny finding the
slender Filipino boy attractive as he nervously replied, "Well... sure."

Emboldened by the country boy's sudden shyness the teenager showed his
broad smile as he rubbed the front of David's cut-offs, feeling the
engorged cock straining against the tight material as he maintained eye
contact with the country boy.  Unbuttoning the cut-offs, and quickly
pushing them down partially, David's cock sprang loose.  Stroking the 7
inch cock, Shakil asked in his most innocent voice, "Well David... you look
like you are in need... Since we are buddies and all, would you like me to
help you?"

Stunned, David couldn't believe what was happening.  His friends had jerked
each other off from time to time and one night after drinking too much him
and a buddy had tried to blow each other but passed out instead, never to
mention it again.  Now here he was with a 14 year old Filipino boy, slender
and smooth with full lips stroking his hard cock and clearly willing to do
more.  Nervously David nodded his head as he said in a weak voice, "Sure."

Excited the teen quickly removed his bikini bottoms and stood in front of
David who looked at the smooth light brown body with no hair on the body
except the few strands of pubic hair sprouting around his cock.  Smiling
Shakil sand to his knees pushing David's cut-offs down around his ankles as
he wrapped his slender hand around the rock hard cock and gently began to
pump it several times before opening his mouth and taking the full length
in, hearing the country boy moan with pleasure as the teenager tasted the
pre-cum and moaned himself at the salty taste.  David's hands went to
Shakil's dark black hair, fingers grasping it as the teenager began to move
his mouth back and forth on the length of the cock as the country boy threw
back his head and moaned, "Fuck yeah!"

Shakil couldn't believe this was happening.  The only person he had ever
been with had been Jack and his dad had ruined that.  On his knees in the
dirt sucking a total stranger's cock made the teenager feel dirty and
sleazy but to his surprise, he found that exciting.  The country boy's cock
was dripping pre-cum constantly and the salty, sticky taste excited Shakil.
His face buried in the country boy's pubic hair, reeked of sweat and a hint
of piss which made him more excited.  As did the thought that while he had
always enjoyed fucking and sucking with Jack, knowing his dad had moved him
here to keep him from having sex with guys, just 72 hours later he had a
stranger's cock down his throat made the teenager even more excited.  As he
continued to work the cock with his mouth he furiously began beating his
cock furiously as his excitement grew.

David realized he wouldn't last long as the kid's mouth worked his magic.  Hell
he could rarely get his girlfriend to allow him to fuck her much less give
head and this kid couldn't get enough of it.  Groaning began to fuck the
teenager's face who despite an occasional gag, continued to take most to
all of his cock down his throat as David began to groan, "Oh fuck yeah boy!
Such a good little cock sucker.  Suck my big dick!"  His eyes closed and
his hands clutching the teenager's face as he continued to fuck the hot
mouth he said, "Oh fuck yeah boy!  Swallow that big cock!  Get ready for
that load bitch!"

Both of them were so engrossed in what they were doing, neither of them saw
or heard the caretaker who lived in a small trailer on the property leave
his trailer and walk toward the barn.  Coming up on the two of them, the
guy realized that the kid getting blown was his cousin David.  The kid
giving him what appeared to be a fucking great blow job must be the owner's
son who he had been told was Filipino and about 13 years old.  Watching the
scene in front of him, it certainly didn't appear that David had forced the
kid to do anything considering how aggressively he sucked his cousin's cock
as he worked his own meat.  Feeling his own cock begin to rise as the scene
in front of him unfolded, the caretaker's hand subconsciously moved to his
crotch as he rubbed his own dick through the jeans.

"Oh fuck kid!  I'm going to shoot!" David cried out as he released the
teenager's head and tried to pull his cock out with the first spray of cum
shooting across Shakil's smooth brown face.  David was shocked when the
teenager grabbed David's ass and pulled him to the teenager who swallowed
his still shooting cock and began to let the sprays of cum go down his
greedy throat.  His hands back holding the teenagers head as he stood on
shaky legs as the Shakil begin to lick his cock clean.  Staring down at the
kid who was dripping sweat from his efforts  he saw that he had a spray of
cum across his face and had in fact emptied his own load in his cut-offs
that still was tangled around his ankles.  After several moments, David
finally stepped back from Shakil who remained on his knees, cum dripping
from his face, neither of them saying anything as they looked at each other.
Suddenly, spying the caretaker behind the tree about 100 yards away, David
nervously pulled up his cut-off's and buttoned them as he said hurriedly,
"Thanks kid!  I've got to go" as he turned and ran down the dirt road to
the street.

Turning to see what had spooked the country boy, Shakil saw a man with dark
curly hair with a well-trimmed beard wearing jeans and a denim shirt with
the sleeves cut-off that was unbuttoned down to his mid-chest revealing a
broad chest covered with thick-black curly hair.  As the man walked over to
him, a still-nude Shakil got up off his knees and faced the guy and
demanded, "Who the hell are you?"

The caretaker smiled at the kid's gumption.  Standing there nude, his
bikini briefs in hand and cum dripping from his face and demanding answers
showed guts as he explained, "I am Mark Ryan and I have been the caretaker
of this property the past several years before your great-grandparents
passed and I am assuming you must be Tom and Josie's little boy."

Flustered by the caretaker's smirk and the knowledge of his grandparents
and parents, Shakil replied, "Yes I am Josie's `little' boy" refusing to
acknowledge his father as he continued, "I am their gay son who has moved
to this dump by my father and in the future I would appreciate if you
didn't make my guests feel uncomfortable!"

Laughing out loud Mark replied, "Oh that was a guest?  It looked like my
cousin getting one hell of a blow job from a punk that seems to think that
being a queer somehow makes you different."  Changing to a less mocking
tone he continued, "Granted we don't see many gay kids giving blow jobs in
the middle of the yard around here often but if you think this makes you
different or special somehow you are way off base kid.  We all have baggage
and we have all been short-changed so quit feeling sorry for yourself, go
inside and wash the cum off your face and put some clothes on and knock
that chip off your shoulder because no one is going to feel sorry for you."

Livid, Shakil turned toward the house and with shoulders squared walked
back to the house and slammed the door.  Smiling Mark realized life had
certainly become much more interesting with Tom and his son living here and
wondered what the spunky city boy would try next as he walked towards the
barn to do his chores.

That is it for this first installment... I have several twists planned for
the Donovan's and the Ryan's but always welcome any positive feedback
and/or ideas for future installments of this story so send you
comments/ideas to billy1333@gmail.com and I will begin working on the
second part to this story.