Date: Thu, 4 Jul 2013 12:09:43 -0600
From: Brian <suddar40@shaw.ca>
Subject: Aaron and Sam 3

Aaron and Sam

Disclaimer: This story is fiction. It deals with interaction between males
including oral and anal. Any person under 18, or anyone living in a state
or province where reading these stories is illegal should leave this site
now. Adult gay content.


Chapter 3


Getting out of bed at 5 AM had never bothered me before, I was always out
of bed by then during the school year. But getting up on this Monday
Morning was a real bitch. Maybe having a smooth body sleeping right next to
me was the problem.

"Come on Sam, time to rise and shine." I said.

He just mumbled, so I reached over and grabbed his morning wood. That
brought him awake instantly.

"Shit I got to piss first."

We both almost staggered to the bathroom to piss. It took us both awhile to
drain our bloated bladders. We then just climbed into the shower.

Well showering together meant we were real close and it didn't help our
cock stay soft. We were both rock hard when we got out to dry. I looked
longingly at Sam's wonderful cock. I could have dropped to my knees right
then and there.

Sam must have known what I was thinking. He quickly went out and pulled on
a pair of boxer briefs. Resigned to no sex this morning I followed his
lead. By the time I was almost dressed we were both soft again. Sam was
checking out his t-shirts. I pulled two Braves t-shirts from my bag. Both
were extra large. I tossed one to Sam.

"That should fit Sam. It's way too large for me."

Well mine hung almost to my knees, but Sam's actually fit pretty good.

WE both put on runners without socks and headed for the cook shack for
breakfast. Everyone was already there including Grandpa.

"I was about to send someone to get you two moving." He said as we grabbed
plates to fill up.

No one commented that Sam and I arrived together. I knew two of the hands
were screwing each other and I'm pretty sure the rest knew it. They just
carried on talking shop. I saw two transport drivers getting breakfast
too. When I looked I saw a 'B-train' tractor trailer unit and a bulk
carrier both sitting just inside the main gate. Just the start of a normal
week at the farm.

After breakfast everyone just took off.

"I'll meet you two at my truck in five minutes." Grandpa said as he headed
for the main house.

Sam and I walked down to Grandpa's battered 2000 ford 4x4. I knew it ran
good, but looked like shit. Grandpa could afford to buy a new one every
year, but like most farmers just drove trucks almost into the ground before
they got a new one.

Grandpa came out a little while later, fired his briefcase into the back
and climbed in the truck. After we were both in and seat belted, he turned
and handed us both a hundred dollars. Be fore I could speak.

"Call that an advance Sam. You both will probably want to eat at the
game. I'll pick you both up at the same place I drop you off."

"Thank you Grandpa." Sam said.

"So what's happening Grandpa?"

"Well I have a meeting with the Co-op and then need to make a quick stop in
Monroe. You can show Sam the equipment while I'm at my meeting."

"Okay."

The road into Callum was a county road, but was terrible with pot holes
everywhere. I could see Grandpa swearing under his breath. The county never
graded roads until they were almost impassable. Another thing Grandpa hated
about the County Commissioner.

Once we hit the town of Callum the roads were paved. That was until we were
a hundred yards from the main county highway. Then there was a strip of a
hundred yards that was not paved. After crossing the highway, there was
another hundred yard strip of gravel before we were back on
pavement. Grandpa turned into the equipment co-op.

"What's with the gravel?" Sam asked.

"That's county owned. County owns everything for a hundred yards on both
sides of any paved highway. Grandpa offered to pave it if the county paid,
but they said no, so its gravel."

Sam just shook his head.

"I'll be about an hour boys. Go look around."

Sam and I walked along the line of equipment. Huge Combines, Swathers,
Bailers, wagons and tractors. There was probably twenty pieces of equipment
lined up. We rounded the corner of one building. About fifty feet ahead of
us was a guy washing one of the tractors. I recognized him immediately. His
name was Ricky Townsend. His Dad was Manager of the Co-Op.

"Wow! He sure has a nice ass." Sam said.

Yeah he really did and I had many wet dreams thinking about him all school
year.

"Tired of my ass already Sam?" I giggled.

"No, but he does."

"Yeah, I agree."

Ricky had on a very tight pair of cutoffs. He had his t-shirt off and he
was real hot looking. I could feel my cock stirring as I looked at him. WE
walked up to him before he noticed us. He stopped and turned.

My mouth dropped open. You could see his cock and balls both outlined in
the cutoffs.

Ricky was about 5 foot 6 inches and weighed near 140. He had dark hair and
deep blue eyes. He was really toned. Sam I both stopped and just
gaped. Weather he knew what he was doing to us or not, he just smiled.

"Hi Aaron." He said.

It took a moment before I could answer,

"Hi Ricky. This is Sam. His Dad is the new Forman at the farm."

"Hi Sam. Damn you are one hot looking guy."

My mind went blank when he said that. Sam just spoke up.

"Well you look good enough to eat."

I must have been looking like a fish out of water, because Ricky laughed.

"Don't look so shocked Aaron. I've known I was gay for a while. I even
dreamed about you. So you guys want to play around?"

"Well Aaron and I are sort of boyfriends, so it would be up to him." Sam
said.

Well my cock was saying yes, but my mind was still in a turmoil. Sam just
reached out and groped me.

"I'd say he was interested. Where do we go?"

"Come on." He turned and headed for one of the big barns.

Inside was hay bails stacked almost to the roof. He led the way around one
side and then up on top of a stack. In the middle was a cleared space, with
a blanket laid out.

"I come up here to jack off sometimes." He said.

"How much time have you got Aaron?" He asked.

"About an hour. Grandpa said he had a short meeting with the co-op."

"Well if its about what that cocksucker commissioner did it will be more
than an hour."

He undid his cut offs and let them drop and stepped out of them. His very
hard 7 inch cock slapped his stomach. My mouth just watered.

"So you guys like to suck or fuck? I like it both ways."

"Well Aaron's still a virgin." Sam said.

"Okay. Aaron, I'll suck you while you suck me and Sam can fuck me."

I just pulled off my t-shirt and dropped my shorts. Off came my briefs.

"Fuck you are real nice Aaron. This is a dream come true for me."

Before I could say anything he leaned down to one side and picked up a
condom and tube of lube. He handed both to Sam.

"Lay down Aaron." I did as he said.

He straddled my body and took my cock into his mouth. When I looked up his
cock was an inch from my mouth. I just pulled it down. It slipped in
between my lips. I heard him moan. Like him this was dream come trued for
me. I felt rather than saw Sam kneel behind Ricky's ass. I'm pretty sure
Ricky was not quite ready for Sam's very thick cock. His muffled scream as
Sam entered him told me as much. It told me Sam would have to go real slow
when he fucked me the first time. I even felt Ricky's cock go down a bit in
my mouth.

It didn't stay soft for long. As soon as Sam started to fuck him it got
hard real fast. Even harder than it was before. Fucking and sucking this
way was not the best. Even though Ricky was forced to take more of my cock
as Sam screwed him, I had a lot of problem keeping Ricky's cock in my
mouth. Every time Sam pushed I had to hold onto Ricky to keep his cock in
my mouth.

With me sucking him and Sam fucking him, it didn't take him long to get
off. His first shot was very thick and very large. I tasted his salty sweet
load and that caused me to blow. I guess when Ricky came it caused Sam to
blow in the condom, because he stopped.

What shocked me next was when I watched Sam pull out. There was no
condom. Did it come off inside I wondered. Then when I saw Sam's cock
covered in his own cum. As he pulled back I saw his cumm running from
Ricky's butt. I wondered what it tasted like.

"You want to lick me Aaron?" Ricky asked.

Before I could answer he dropped his butt onto my face. I licked a bit of
the cumm and as soon as I tasted Sam, I wanted more and dug in with my
tongue. Ricky squirmed a bit and moaned real loud. I tasted more and then
Ricky jumped off.

"Jesus I almost crapped in your mouth Aaron."

Before I could answer Sam dropped down and kissed me and then licked my
face clean.

We all just sat back.

"Jeez, I wish I could do this more often." Ricky said.

"Well you could come out to the farm some time. We go swimming lots and we
could do it there." I said.

"So what are you guys doing today?"

"Grandpa going to drop us off at the Braves game. I got a box ticket. Hey
maybe you could come too."

"Guess I could ask my Dad, but I don't have a ticket."  "Don't need one. My
box ticket will cover all of us."

"How come you can afford a box ticket? They are real expensive."

"The Governor gave it to me for Christmas last year."

"Shit you that chummy with the governor?"

"No but my Grandpa is."

"Cool. Come on we'll go ask my Dad."

We got dressed and walked back to the office. They were just starting to
come out from the meeting. There were not too many happy faces. I wondered
what the County had done now.

Ricky talked to his Dad and he even gave him some cash. We all climbed into
Grandpa's truck. We out onto the highway. When I looked we doing almost 80
mph. As we came up to Roger's Crossroad, Grandpa hardly slowed as he turned
onto highway 146.

"Grandpa, what did the county do this time?"

"They passed a bylaw stopping all farm equipment from entering or driving
inside any town in the county."

"Well that's not so bad. There are only two real towns in the County."

"Well they listed all the places the bylaw was in force, including every
hamlet and village in the county. They also tacked a 500 dollar fine to the
bylaw."

"Is that legal?" I asked.

"That's why I am going to the capital."  "So why we going to Monroe?"

"I'll tell you later. Ricky, your Dad told me you can operate that grader
we have at the co-op real good."

"Yes Sir."

"Okay, beginning tomorrow morning you are working for me. You can start by
grading the county road from Callum to the Stanton Farm."

"That's like seven miles. What if the County tells me to stop?"

"Tell them to fuck off or do it themselves. If the county won't grade the
side roads I will and screw them. Aaron you can show Sam how to operate one
of the packers at the farm. After he is good, you both can run one of them
and the D-6 down to the McKenzie swamp road. We are going to widen it
enough to bypass Jackson."

I burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" Sam asked.

"Well the McKenzie swamp road used to be the main road. When Grandpa got
the McKenzie Farm, the road was on his property. The County just built
another road into Jackson and left the old road. Grandpa sued the county
for not maintaining it and they gave it to him. If it is widened a little,
all the farms around Jackson can use it instead of going through town."

"And screw their bylaw." Grandpa added.

"Ricky, you might as well sleep at the farm for the next week or so. If you
like and your Dad agrees, I can put you to work all summer."

"That would be fantastic Sir."  "Aaron can set you up with a place to
sleep."

By this time we were entering Monroe. Grandpa drove to the Civic Center.

"I'm not sure how long I will be. There's a nice coffee shop about five or
six blocks down the street. I'll meet you there." Grandpa said.

About an hour later, Grandpa pulled up to the coffee shop and came
inside. After he got a coffee he sat down.

"Maybe it's time to get a new truck. I got stopped twice just driving five
blocks."

I just chuckled. It wasn't the first time I had been with him when he had
said the same thing.

"What's so funny Aaron?"

"Grandpa, you have said the same thing at least a dozen times since I have
been here. You say it but you never do." I laughed.

He just grinned as he looked at me.

"Okay boys. We got about an hour and a half to get you to the
stadium. Traffic in Atlanta is always bad so we better get going."

Now Grandpa had taken me to several Braves games the first summer I was
with them, but we had never had reserved seats. Grandpa dropped us at the
VIP gate.

"Just show your box ticket Aaron and they will escort you to your
seats. I'll pick you up here when the game is over."

"Okay Grandpa." I hugged him and then we got out.

The guy at the VIP gate never said a word as we walked up to him. Almost
like what the fuck do you three want. That changed when I showed him my box
ticket.

"Yes Sir. How many in your party Sir?"

"Three."

He turned to one of the ushers.

"Take these three young men to box number one."

The young mans eyebrows lifted a bit when he looked at us, but just said.

"Follow me please."

Sam whispered in my ear as we walked along the concourse.

"He's got a nice ass too." I just giggled.

We arrived at an elevator and a few minutes later entered a wide carpeted
corridor. He walked to one door, used a key and we entered the box.

"There are refreshments in the fridge and the menu's are on the table. If
you want anything just use the phone on the table or at the seats. Enjoy
the game Sirs."

He then just stood waiting. Ricky laughed and then pulled out a five dollar
bill and handed it to him.

"Thank you Sir." He said and was gone.

We walked around the box just looking. It really was plush with soft cloth
seats almost like airline seats. The glass was thick and you couldn't hear
the crowds outside. There was a table that would seat probably six,
cupboards with plates and cutlery. Sam opened one of the fridges.

"Holy fuck. You could have a real party here. There's beer, wine and even
hard liquor. Even mix." He grabbed three beers and handed us each one.

We went and sat down looking out onto the field. We were dead center behind
home plate about 10 rows up. Perfect view of the entire field. I found out
later the glass was one way glass so you could see out, but not in. It was
also armored glass. This box seat was the Governor of Georgia's box seat.

The game had not started yet and we watched both sides warming up.

"You guys hungry?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, lets get some hot dogs and fries and gravy. I love ballpark food."

Sam picked up the phone and ordered six hot dogs and three fries and gravy.

"They said five minutes." Sam said.

Almost to the second, a knock and then a black waiter rolled in a covered
cart. We all got up to grab a hot dog. WE watched as he laid out three
small plates and then loaded the table with every condiment you could think
of. Even chili and hot cheese sauce. Then he uncovered three pans on the
cart. In one were six smoky style hot dogs. The others contained hot buns
and the chips. A small container of gravy was on the cart as well.

"Anything else you need Sir." The waited asked.

I just shook my head and pulled out the money Grandpa had given me.

"How much do I owe?"

"Ten dollars will do Sir."

"But this has to cost more than that."

"Sir all food service to the boxes is free. There is no charge for
anything."

We all stood and just gaped at the waiter. He laughed and pulled a ten
dollar bill from my wad.

"You could order anything on that menu. Also alcohol service is free and if
you run out, just call and some more will be delivered."

"You could have a real party in here." Ricky said.

"Sir the governor has had some real large parties here during some of the
Double headers." He laughed and left us.

Well we stuffed ourselves as we settled down to watch the game.

The game was real exciting even though there was no score right through
seven innings. Both teams could get guys on but not home.

We kept our beer consumption down coz we didn't want grandpa to be mad if
we got drunk.

If we had known the glass was one way, we could made out too, but played a
little grab ass and talked dirty.

We also told Ricky he could sleep in the loft with us. There was a pull out
bed in the living area. He was happy about that, figuring he might just get
screwed again. It made me want to get fucked soon.

WE were so absorbed in the game I didn't even notice when two guys in dark
suits walked in. The first time I saw one was when he stood behind Ricky. I
must have jumped a foot.

"Relax son." He said.

I turned and looked as the second guy opened the door and the Governor
walked in followed by Grandpa. Sam noticed me looking and bounded up when
he saw the governor. Ricky wasn't far behind us.

"Relax boys. Enjoy the game." He said.

Well from the ninth inning onward the game was a real barn burner. The
Yankees were up first in the tenth and first batter put one over the mid
field wall. Yankees up by one. The Braves pitcher struck out three in a
row.

The Braves first batter put a line drive down the third base line just over
the head of the third baseman. A wild pitch got him to second. A single and
a walk and the bases were loaded. A lazy hit over the head of the second
baseman put one man home. The game was tied at one. The Yankees called time
out.

They changed pitchers. Bang, just like that 3 outs in a row.

The Yankees got another run. Yankees up 2 to 1.

Well the first batter for the Braves always hit line drives along the base
lines and the Yankees sort of lined up for it. The hit was a line drive,
but directly at the pitcher. It was so hard it hit the pitcher in the
shoulder and bounced at a weird angle. Braves had one on. The Yankees had
to replace the pitcher.

When I looked out at the people in the Stadium, they were all on their feet
cheering.  A walk and another single again loaded the bases. There was
absolute pandemonium in the Stadium. If there had not been glass all around
us you couldn't have even heard your thoughts there was so much noise.

All of sudden there was total quiet in the stadium. Almost like everyone
was holding their breath. He flied out to center field. The next batter was
struck out. I just slumped in my seat, figuring this was going to 12
innings.

I'm sure I heard the 'CRACK' as the batter hit the first pitch. I was on my
feet. We watched as it sailed over the center field wall and into about the
tenth row up. The Braves won it. Grand slam homer. Before he even got
around the bases the people were streaming onto the field.

All three of us boys were jumping up and down cheering.

After we settled down the Governor handed us each a beer. Wow, that was a
surprise. I mean we were all just sixteen.

WE just sat and talked about the game. Then the Governor dropped another
bomb shell.

"You boys want to meet the Braves?"

"OH WOW! For sure Sir." I said.

"Okay, we'll give them time to get to their dressing room." I saw one of
the suited guys talking into a small mike on his lapel.

About 20 minutes later one of the suited guys said.

"Anytime you're ready Sir."

"Okay, lets go."

We walked out into the hallway and two more guys in suits escorted us down
the hallway. An elevator was open and we walked in, followed by all four
suited guys. I figured they were his body guards. We exited in a
sub-basement hallway. This one was lined with State Police. The Governor
just walked to a door. It had a Braves logo on it and the words No
Entry. The Governor just opened the door and walked in.

Holy shit. There were about twenty guys and half were undressed or just in
jock straps or towels wrapped around their waists. Some were really hung I
could tell. He was obviously expected coz they made room for him in the
middle of the dressing room.

"I brought three of your fans to meet. Real good game guys. They loved
it. This is Aaron, Sam and Ricky."

Well I guess we shook about all twenty or thirty guys' hands. I had a hard
time not staring at all the big dicks and nice butts I saw. Just before we
left, the Manager handed us three Braves T-shirts signed by all the
team. They also gave us hats. This had to be the best day of my life.

After an escort back to the VIP gate, we climbed into a stretch
limo. Another first for me. Well with Police Escort it did not take long to
get back to the Governors' Mansion. We all piled out. I went over to the
Governor. I really wanted to give him a hug, but he said smiling.

"Hand shake will do Aaron. Come back to any home games. You are always
welcome." I shook hisd hand and thanked him.

Sam and Ricky did too. I did hug Grandpa.

"Okay boys, we should get going." He turned and walked to a brand new ford
350 one ton 4x4 crewcab.

Holy crap. Grandpa had bought a new truck.

I climbed in front with Grandpa and Sam and Ricky got in back. Grandpa
started it and turned on air conditioning. Wow, this was even better.

"Nice truck Sir." Ricky said.

"Yeah fantastic Grandpa, bet grandma going to love it too."

I was almost asleep by the time we got back to the farm.

"I suggest you boys get some sleep. It's going to be a long day tomorrow."
Grandpa said.

"Yeah for sure. Thanks again Grandpa."

"You are very welcome Aaron. I'm glad you boys enjoyed it."

We headed for the carriage house.

TBC