Date: Thu, 3 Jun 1999 11:01:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: "D.Z." <ndman72@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boys on the Farm-11

 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 Eleven.

 The noise made by birds in the morning can be quite
loud, especially when the country surroundings have no
traffic noise as is the case in the city to mask the
bird's chatter coming through the open windows.
Tristan and David became aware of the bird's incessant
chirping by degrees as they slowly wakened in the
double bed they shared. With only a sheet to cover
their nakedness, the two boys had slept intertwined
all through the night, unconsciously demonstrating
their love for each other and maintaining the
emotional and physical closeness they had established.

David stirred first, being more of a morning person
than Tristan. He stretched, cautiously at first,
sliding his arms and legs away from Tristan in order
to move freely.

The motion disturbed Tristan who reached out with a
hand to caress David's thigh, his eyes still closed.
He snuggled back up to David, pressing the length of
his naked body against the warm flesh of his best
friend, and the guy he loved without reservation.
Tristan's cock went from a semi-erect state to a
straining hard-on within scant seconds of its contact
with David's body. The helmet-shaped head of his cock
was sending its undeniable signals of pleasure and
lust into Tristan's nervous system. Tristan's hand
traced the contours of David's body, weaving the bonds
of love tighter between the two boys.

David thoroughly enjoyed the sensuous attention he was
given by Tristan and after a brief body squeeze, ran
his fingers through Tristan's thick, curly hair. When
Tristan's fingers finally zeroed in on his aching
hardon, David gasped with the pleasure and thrust his
hips in an involuntary response. "Dude, you sure know
how to make a guy horny," David growled in a low
voice.

Tristan opened his eyes and looked into David's eyes,
smiling with unabashed love before he sat up in bed
and pivoted his head towards David's crotch. With his
face only inches away from David's crotch, he stroked
David's 5-inch rigid member with one hand while the
other was playing with David's balls. Without warning
he kissed David's cockhead, sending shivers of erotic
sensation up David's spine. "Like that, Mr. Stiffy?,"
Tristan spoke to David's cock.

"Dude, you driving me crazy. Go for it, just do it!"
was David's urgent reply.

With that encouragement Tristan began to devour
David's cock with a serious passion sending David
higher and higher on his way to the throes of orgasm.
Tristan's body was twisted when he began and he moved
to a more comfortable position without ceasing his
attention to David by straddling David's chest with
his thighs, his sizable hardon hanging down heavily
below his ballsack.

David was in a state of serious lust by now. David
felt Tristan's strong thighs pressing against his ribs
as well as Tristan's hairy legs were brushing his
ears. The sight filling his eyes and the smell of
Tristan's body filled his nose, all adding to the
eroticism. Using his hands to pull Tristan back
slightly, David was able to pull Tristan's cock to his
lips and began tonguing its purplish red cockhead,
precum flowing steadily from its slit. David lapped it
up, its slightly salty taste providing its own
contribution towards David's mounting passion. His
breathing quickened as his world shrank to the
feelings centered on the mouths working two hot fuck
rods.

David's hips were thrusting continuously in time with
Tristan's sucking and licking. His ecstasy built
rapidly and then he was there! "Here it comes, I'm
going to shoot!" David groaned and burst after burst
of teen cream erupted into Tristan's waiting mouth.

Tristan swallowed as much as he could while loosing
his own blasts of cum, spraying David's mouth and face
with a return volley of cum. After burying his face
against David's crotch and inhaling the male
fragrances found there, Tristan moved up and around to
see the mess he made on David's face.

"Look at what you did to me!" David half-heartedly
complained.

"It helps if you keep your mouth over it and swallow,"
teased Tristan. "I do, you know."

"Yeah, well now what? How am I going to clean this off
so I can go downstairs?"

"Well, either I can kiss it off or you can wipe on
your T-shirt."

"Oh great! I don't think I want to leave a stain like
that on my T-shirt. You made the mess, I guess you'll
have to take care of it."

Tristan made a wry face, but then realized he was
being given a chance to kiss David and went right to
work. Laying on top of David, he licked and kissed
David's face, cleaning up his own juices he had put
there moments earlier. Tristan playfully nibbled
David's nose and ears before seriously assaulting
David's lips. David didn't respond for what seemed to
be the longest time, but then David's reserve
evaporated and he began kissing back! David's hands
were holding and stroking him his back and his ass! IT
WAS SO WONDERFUL! Tristan absorbed the feelings of
being in love like a dry wheat field soaking up rain.

"I love you so much," Tristan whispered while gazing
into David's vivid blue eyes. Their gazes locked for
long seconds. In the back of Tristan's mind was that
the thought that life would still be perfect for
another 48 hours, then he had to leave the person he
loved to move to Texas with his dad.

David blinked first. "Yeah, dude I know," David
whispered back after a ragged intake of breath. "You
are one amazing guy. Nobody else I know would do this
but with you it feels right and so good. With you it
seems ok to for two guys to be kissing. You can have
one more and then we should be getting dressed."

Tristan bent his head down and they joined lips in a
tender kiss, hands cupping each other's face and
pelvises pressed tightly together. "I wish we could
stay like this forever," Tristan remarked as their
loving kiss ended.

"Yeah, but I gotta take a piss! And you need to brush
your teeth! Let's get going!" And with that, David
tickled Tristan to make him move. They dressed and hit
the bathroom together before eating breakfast with
Grandma.

"Morning Grandma", both boys offered simultaneously.

"Mornin' boys. Sleep good?" Grandma asked.

"You bet!"
"Always."

"Sit down, the pancakes are waiting for you."

While they were eating breakfast, Grandma asked,
"Would you boys work in the garden with me this
morning? The weeds have really grown after the rain
last week! And Grandpa was wondering if you could mow
the grass tomorrow before you leave."

"OK".
"Sure, Grandma."

"Oh good. You boys have been so much help while you've
been here. And its been great to have youngsters on
the farm again. You'll come back next summer and spend
time with us again, won't you?"

"You bet!" exclaimed David.

Tristan was silent for just a moment and then vowed,
"I'll hitchhike all the way from Texas if I have
to--I'll do whatever it takes to be here!"

The boys helped Grandma clear away the breakfast
dishes and they went outside to the garden. Now this
was a farm garden and it was big! Grandma had planted
almost every vegetable seed that existed. Of course,
there were rows of peas, onions, and carrots; coffee
cans filled with tomatoes and peppers; more rows of
beans and radishes, as well as heads of lettuce and
cabbage. But that was only the start! There must have
been a couple of hundred potato plants growing in rows
of hills, and row after row of sweet corn! But that
wasn't all! Grandma had vegetables the boys hadn't
ever heard of! Grandma was growing cauliflower and
kolirabi, along with brussel sprounts and asparagas!
And over in one corner was her herb garden. She had
dill weed, chives, basil, and coriander growing there.
Next to that were the spreading plants: the cucumbers,
zucchini, and squash.

After she had shown the boys all the types of
vegetables she had so they wouldn't mistake them for
weeds, Tristan asked with an incredulous expression,
"Grandma, what do you do with all of these vegetables?
I have never seen such a big garden?"

"Oh, I freeze some and I can some and we eat a lot of
it fresh when it's producing. You've been eating fresh
vegetables all the while you have been here."

"No wonder what you cook tastes so good!" Tristan
replied.

So the boys worked most of the morning with Grandma,
hoeing around the hills of the various vegetables,
picking weeds out of the rows, and turning her weedy
garden into a freshly tilled and neat supply of fresh
produce. The boys took turns with the roto tiller,
tilling the soil between the rows to kill the weeds
and loosen the soil so water and nutrients could more
easily reach the plant roots.

It was growing quite warm outside by the end of the
morning and they had finished tilling everything
except the corn rows. Grandma went in to get lunch
ready and she told the boys they could quit too and
that they would be eating in about a half an hour.

"Grandma, can I take some carrots to feed to Ace?"
Tristan asked immediately.

"Oh sure," Grandma replied. "Dig up a few carrots and
we'll have some for lunch too."

After digging up a spade's width of carrot row,
Grandma gave Tristan the 3 biggest carrots for Ace and
then took the rest to serve for lunch.

The boys walked over to the barn to give Ace his
treat.

"How's it hanging today, big fella?" Tristan greeted
Ace as they walked into the barn with the carrots. Ace
nickered and came right over as they approached with
his treat. Tristan admired the massive size and
masculinity of the stud horse--in all respects!

"I want to go in there with him and feed him these
carrots--do you think I could?" Tristan asked David.

"Well, I've gone in there with Grandpa before, so as
long as you don't spook him, I guess it wouldn't
hurt."

"Super! Are you gonna come in too?"

"Yeah, I'll open the gate. Go in ahead of me so I can
close it behind us. Remember, walk up to him slowly."

While Ace was crunching away on the carrots, Tristan
was petting Ace's massive neck and ribcage, thrilled
to be standing next to and touching the immense
Clydesdale stallion. "Can you believe it?" Tristan
remarked incredulously. "The top of Aces' back is even
with the top of my head! I would need a ladder to get
up on his back."

"Yeah, but we're not going to try that. Grandpa
wouldn't like it."

"OK, but come here and look at this guy's equipment
with me. Just look at those balls, I wish he would
drop his cock down so we could see it up close. This
stud horse is so cool."

"I know. We better quit now and get out of the stall,
Tristan. Ace could flatten both of us if something
upset him."

"OK, but someday I'm going to have a stud horse and
ride him and use him for breeding, just like Ace
here."

"Whatever, Tristan. Oops, there's the dinner bell! We
gotta go." The boys left Ace's box stall, carefully
closed the gate behind them and ran back to the house
for lunch.

Grandma had sandwiches and homemade vegetable stew
ready on the table for Grandpa and the boys. Grandma
praised the boys to high heaven for the help they gave
her in the garden that morning. She told Grandpa that
they were hard workers and remarked how nice it would
be to have the boys stay with them longer next summer.

"Well, that's up to the boys", Grandpa replied and
turned to look at them while they sat side by side at
the table. "What do you boys think about that? Would
you like to stay longer next summer and help us?"

"Oh yeah!" David answered with a big grin.

Tristan had a worried look on his face. "Jeez, I
really want to and I hope my dad will let me. I'll
probably have to get a job so I can pay for the plane
tickets."

"Don't you worry about either, Tristan", Grandpa
answered. "We'll talk to your dad and we'll help with
your plane tickets too. After all, you'll be working
here for us and we expect to pay you for your help."

Tristan's face lit up and he was beaming as he said,
"Cool! I can hardly wait to get back and I haven't
even left yet!" That finished lunch for Tristan. He
was so elated he couldn't eat any longer. David
finished his lunch quickly and the boys went outside
on the porch.

"Your grandparents are so cool, David. Mine just sit
around and act old. And to think next year we can
spend more time together here on the farm!" gushed
Tristan with obvious excitement.

"Yeah, do you think you could spend the whole summer
here?"

"I'm going to tell my dad that its my price for moving
to Texas with him."

"And he'll do it just like that?"

"He'd better or he'll have a big fight on his hands."

"Just so you get to come. What should we do this
afternoon?"

"Swim, of course. I'm still hot and dirty from working
in the garden. 'Sides, I'm still working on my tan,
you know."

The boys changed clothes and gathered their usual
supplies for an afternoon at the river. In minutes
they were on their way! Tristan ducked into the barn
for a moment to remove his underwear since he had
enjoyed the sensation of freeballing the other day.
"Hey man, you gonna do it too?", he asked David.

"Oh, why not."

Quickly they rearranged their attire and were on their
way down to the river, clad only in shoes and their
nylon shorts, the sun feeling warm on their bare skin.
They wasted little time once they came to the river,
depositing their goods (and clothes) by the boulder
before splashing into the cool, refreshing water.
After the morning's work in the garden, it felt good
to be swimming!

"Hey fellas!" A strange voice shouted at the boys as
they were swimming and diving for a distinctive red
rock that the "finder" would throw out ahead before
racing to retrieve it. Both boys' heads snapped around
to see that their private swimming hole was invaded by
two guys roughly the same age as themselves.
Instinctively the boys quickly made sure their private
parts were covered by water.

Tristan realized in a second that these boys must be
identical twins--everything about them was the
same...they were both 5'11", about 150 pounds, with
brown hair that was parted front to back along the top
of their heads. They were wearing matching Dockers
shorts and shirts of the same style, but of different
colors. Their handsome faces were framed with stylish
sunglasses that reflected the sun and had they stood
by the riverbank to talk to David and Tristan with
broad smiles on their faces.

"Do you know these guys?" Tristan asked with some
concern in his voice.

"Yeah, they're the Reiser twins," was the quick reply.
He called back to the twins, "Hi Jake! Hi Josh! Long
time no see. I guess you're back for your Grandpa's
funeral. Grandma said you might be stopping."

"Yup. Glad that's over. Your grandma told us you were
down here," Jake responded.

"We were tired of standing around and listening to the
old people yakking and talking about the olden days,"
Josh added.

"Why aren't you guys standing up? You guys
skinny-dipping?" asked Jake, laughing as he spoke.

Glancing at each other, David stood up first, then
Tristan did also, the boys revealing themselves as the
water ran off their hanging privates.

"What's it look like to you?" David fired back.

"Oh ho! You guys are skinny-dipping! We thought we saw
some bare ass as we were coming down here."

"Well, you gonna stand there and make smart ass
remarks or are you gonna get bare-assed yourselves and
swim with us?"

The twins stood there a moment, then looked at each
other before pulling off their clothes. Tristan was
entranced by the sight developing in front of his
eyes. He had never seen identical twins before and
here these two were getting naked in front of him.
They truly were identical, right down to the last
detail. First he saw their bare torsos as they pulled
their shirts off--they had large, dark nipples and a
dark-haired nature trail leading down into their
Dockers. Then he saw their legs as the Dockers came
off. The twin's legs were covered up to mid-thigh with
long dark hair. Finally, the moment of truth arrived
as the twins pulled off their boxers. Two identical
4-inch soft and dark-skinned, cut cocks dangled from a
thick nest of pubic hair to match the large, dark
nipples on their chests.

Tristan could feel his cock start to swell at the
fascinating view so he turned and dove into the water.
As he came back up to the surface he was the subject
of a remark directed his way by one of the twins.

"Nice tan on the ass, guy. Wear clothes much?"

Shaking the water out of his hair first, Tristan then
shouted back, "Only when I have to! If you've got it,
flaunt it!"

David looked at him with a fleeting expression of
shock before introducing him to the twins as the twins
joined them in the water. Tristan tried not to stare,
but still caught an eyeful of the two hunks. With
that, the boys began to swim and dive in a
continuation of the game David and Tristan were
playing earlier. It took some time before everyone
grew completely comfortable with each other to permit
body contact, but the game grew more competitive,
especially when Tristan and David were obviously not
letting any fears of body contact stop them from
retrieving the prized red rock.

After half an hour of intense physical activity
chasing that red rock, the boys called a time out for
a rest. They sat together on a fallen tree trunk near
the water. As might be expected, the boys paired off,
the twins sitting together and David and Tristan
sitting near one another. They talked as boys
will--about professional sports, bragging about their
high school athletics, and learning more each other
from a physical activity frame of reference.

As they talked, it was almost funny to watch the twins
try to act cool while sitting around naked yet
attempting to be somewhat modest. David and Tristan
had no such qualms. They sat in whichever position was
comfortable, their sexual equipment in plain view most
of the time.

Josh and Jake couldn't resist looking at what was
being displayed in plain sight--David's uncut cock
laying over his balls with dark blond pubic hair and
Tristan's meaty cock hanging past his ballsack with a
dark and curly bush of hair surrounding his package.
The twins stole glances and mentally compared what
they were seeing with their own equipment. They had
nothing to be ashamed of, and were well aware what
they looked like since they were mirror images of one
another. After seeing how comfortable Tristan and
David were with their nudity Jake and Josh began to
enjoy being nude outdoors.

Josh couldn't resist commenting, "You guys are so cool
about being in the buff. By the looks of your tan you
must do this a lot."

"Yeah, its private down here and Tristan has this
thing about an all-over tan," teased David while he
smiled at Tristan.

"Doesn't it feel great? The breeze blows on your whole
body--no clothes sticking to you and no itchy, sweaty
balls," Tristan added.

"I don't know," replied Jake. "I kinda think this is
something that queers would do."

"What the hell do you know, Jake?" Tristan shot back.
"I'm not ashamed of my body and I sure don't have the
hang-ups you seem to be packing."

"Whatever, you don't need to be so touchy."

David gave Tristan a little frown. "Hey Tristan, just
be cool, OK?"

"Yeah, OK, sorry." Tristan looked around and saw the
tension he had created. Suddenly uncomfortable, he
wanted to divert everyone's attention. " Let's swim
some more."

That ended the conversation for the rest of the
afternoon since the boys swam and goofed around in the
water. The sun was half ways down towards the horizon
as they finally decided they needed to head back. As
they dressed, Jake noticed something was missing. "No
underwear either? You guys really get into this 'au
natural' stuff, don't you?"

David sheepishly nodded. Tristan was more direct.
"Yeah. Like I told you, we aren't ashamed of what we
got. Are you?"

"Hell no!"

Meanwhile Josh was looking around and changed the
subject, "This would be a great spot to camp out. It
reminds of a spot where we camped when we were in
Scouts." The other three boys quickly agreed and they
resolved that they would try to camp out that night.
All the way back to the farmyard they planned what
they would do and need to spend a night outdoors.

Tristan and David slipped into the barn where they
retrieved and donned their underwear before going to
find Grandpa. They found him outside his shop working
on a cultivator, replacing some worn shovels. "Hi
Grandpa," David was naturally the spokesman for the
group. "We were wondering if we could have a camp out
down by the river tonight."

"A camp out, huh? S'pose you want to be down there all
night?"

"Yeah. And, do you think we could have a campfire?"

"Well, I s'pose you could but we would need to take a
few precautions first. Have you asked Grandma if she
has anything for you to sleep with?"

"No."

"You'd better talk to her then. If she thinks its OK
and has something for you to sleep in you can camp
out."

"All right! Thanks Grandpa!"
"Yeah, Thanks!"
"Thanks a lot!"

The boys tore off at a run for the house so they could
ask Grandma. They found her in the kitchen preparing
supper. She could hardly say no to the excited boys.
Soon she had them fixed up with some old blankets and
pillows. In the meantime Jake and Josh were
telephoning their parents for permission to camp out
too. The answer was yes after Grandma was called to
the phone and reassured the twin's parents that there
would be some adult supervision of this event. The
twins then left to go get ready for the campout.

After the supper meal was duly prayed over, eaten, and
the dishes were cleared off, Grandpa and the boys
started their preparations. They went out to the shop
where Grandpa filled the chain saw with gas and
started the loader tractor. After stowing the chain
saw on the tractor, he drove the tractor down the lane
to the river while the boys rode in the bucket,
jumping off repeatedly to collect large stones for
their fireplace.

Once they arrived at the river, Grandpa drove the
tractor across the shallow river crossing and dumped
the rocks off to one side of the place where the boys
wanted to camp. Then Grandpa scraped the grass away
from a small area with the tractor bucket. Then he and
the boys built a circular stone firepit with the rocks
they had collected on the way down.

With that task accomplished, Grandpa and the boys used
the chain saw to cut up some of the dead wood lying on
ground in the area. Before long they had quite a pile
of firewood cut and gathered for the boys to use.
"Don't think you need to burn every stick of this
tonight," Grandpa cautioned. "It's OK for you to have
a campfire but a bonfire is more likely to get away
from you and start a uncontrolled fire. Just use your
heads and don't let the campfire get too big."

"OK".
"We'll be careful, Grandpa."

"OK then, let's take the tractor back and get
everything you'll need gathered while you wait for
your friends. We'll get a couple of tarps and a rope
to use for building a windbreak shelter and also a
couple of buckets to use hauling water in case you
need them."

There was no need to wait for the twins, they were
pulling into the farmyard the same time Grandpa drove
in with the tractor. The twins jumped out of their
parent's van with sleeping bags and duffle bags.

Grandpa's pickup was loaded in a matter of minutes
with their supplies by enthusiastic hands--the tarps,
sleeping bags, blankets, and a cooler full of snacks
and pop packed by Grandma. They drove it down to the
river and began building their shelter with some
guidance from Grandpa. First they tied one end of the
ropes to two trees so they were parallel to each other
about 8 feet apart and 6 feet off the ground. Then
they strung the ropes through the eyelets of the
biggest tarp to form a shelter consisting of a rear
wall with an overhanging roof, leaving the sides and
front open to the firepit. Once it was finished, the
boys laid out their sleeping bags and blankets on
another tarp that was put on the ground for a
groundcover.

Finally, Grandpa helped the boys get their campfire
started. Soon a bright campfire was blazing, sending a
plume of smoke up into the still air. Two plastic
pails were filled with water from the river and kept
handy in case they were needed.

"Now you boys remember what I said--don't let that
campfire get too big. Have fun, but be careful so no
one gets hurt." With those last words of caution,
Grandpa drove back across the river with his 4x4
pickup and headed back to the farmyard.

"What should we do?" asked Jake?

"We brought along a Frisbee and some cards," offered
Josh.

"Are we going to swim again?" asked Tristan.

"Let's play Frisbee first," David suggested.

They had a great time for over an hour, throwing,
chasing, and catching that fluorescent plastic saucer
with their customary youthful exuberance. The boys ran
and jumped with the graceful athletic ability that
young men possess, displaying their male prowess. When
they quit, they were hot and sweaty as the evening air
was still and somewhat humid.

"Now is a good time for a swim, don't you think?"
suggested Tristan.

"Yup, lets take a quick dip and get cooled off," David
agreed.

"Last one in is a pussy!" exclaimed Jake as he shucked
his clothes.

As it happened, Tristan was the last one in, his
attention to undressing being distracted by the sight
of the other three boys disrobing.

"Tristan's a pussy. Here pussy, pussy, pussy!" taunted
Jake.

That started a big water fight as Tristan defended his
honor. Naturally, it was the twins against Tristan and
David. As water fights go, it was a draw since the
boys cooled down quickly once in the water and to feel
a bit chilly. Goose bumps had formed on all of them,
and their scrotums pulled their balls tightly up to
their bodies, their peckers shrunk as well by the cool
water. They climbed out of the water and striped the
excess water of their bodies with their hands while
standing in the sun.

They went to get dressed in warm clothes, pulling
T-shirts and jeans out of their duffle bags to replace
the shorts and muscle shirts they had worn earlier.
Tristan caught got a good view of Jake's ass as he
bent over his duffle bag. He marveled inwardly at how
sexy the male body was, no matter what angle of view.
Tristan's cock started twitching and he dressed
hurriedly to hide its swelling. Not quickly enough,
though. David was watching Tristan out of the corner
of his eye and noticed Tristan's interest.

Unexpectedly, and not realizing its significance,
David felt a stab of jealousy in his gut. Here was
Tristan, taking a long look at Jake and getting turned
on by it! Tristan was supposed to his best buddy and
was always saying he loved him! So what was he doing
looking at Jake--was Tristan lying to him all this
time? His stomach knotted inside but trying not to
show his emotions openly, David finished dressing by
pulling on his socks and shoes.

Still somewhat chilled, the boys decided to get their
campfire blazing again and soon coaxed a blaze from
the hot coals by adding more wood. They warmed
themselves for a time by the fire, not talking much
beyond comments about the fire which was occasionally
snapping and throwing a few sparks.

Once they had warmed they moved back to their shelter
and checked out the snacks Grandma had packed for
them. She knew what appetites growing guys can have
and the big cooler contained plenty of sodas, cookies,
and chips. The sodas and chips came out first and the
boys started munching away.

"You guys ever drink anything stronger than soda?"
Jake asked while they were eating.

"I've had some beer with my dad," David replied.

"Same here," said Tristan.

"Ever get drunk?"

"Nah."
"No."

"We brought a bottle of vodka we snatched from the old
folks. I'm going to put some zing in my soda--are you
guys game or are you gonna wimp out on me? Josh, get
the bottle out of our bag." Josh turned and started
rummaging in their duffle bag.

David, still upset with Tristan, declared without
hesitation, "I could use some, get it out and let's
have some."

Tristan's head snapped around to look at
David--usually David was not this brash! Then he
decided if David was going to have some he might as
well also. "Yeah, I'll have a little with mine."

By this time Josh had the bottle out and was opening
it. He poured a generous splash of vodka in each boy's
soda can. "There you are boys, this'll make a man out
of you!" And the party was on! The boys downed those
sodas pretty quickly and began feeling the effects of
the alcohol. Their bodies relaxed, their voices grew
louder, and their inhibitions began to drop as they
prepared another round of drinks with generous amounts
of vodka.

As their conversation continued the talk shifted to
another subject that boys will talk about, and that
was girls. As they warmed to the subject, it got down
to the level of specific girls and the experiences
they had with each one, each boy not to be outdone nor
wishing to seen as inexperienced.

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After taking a big gulp of his drink, Jake led the
round of bragging that ensued. "Oh yeah, I lost my
virginity last summer with Susie Johnson. We were
making out in the car. We were kissing and I was
feeling her up. Pretty soon her hand was down my pants
and I just about shot my wad right then."

Josh interrupted him, slightly slurring his words, "No
shit? You never told me this!"

"Would I lie to you?"

"No, but I guess you don't tell me everything."

"Just this once, bro."

David wanted to know more. Leaning forward and then
catching himself, he spoke up, "Finish your story,
Jake. What happened then?"

"Well, I got her T-shirt pushed up and her bra
unsnapped so her tits were sticking out and she got my
pants open and my cock out. Pretty soon we were both
so horny we had to do it. She slid her pants down and
I was on her and going at it. Her pussy was so damn
tight I could hardly get my cock in. It was so great."
By now Jake was squirming a little as he sat. David
and Tristan could see that he was trying to hide his
erection bulging through his jeans.

David looked at him and said with a smirk, "Better
than jerking off?"

"Definitely, wouldn't you know?"

"Know what?" David sipped his drink.

"What its like to fuck someone."

"Oh yeah, I know. What about you, Josh?"

Josh smiled with a drunken grin. "Well, I can't brag
about fucking a girl, but I did get Karla Jacobs to
suck me off."

"What's this shit?" interjected Jake. "You never told
me that!"

"Yeah, now we're even. Remember that party at Ryan's
house when his folks were gone? That's when we did it.
We were going at it in his sister's room and I asked
her if we could fuck but she said she would suck me
instead."

"So how was it?"

"Sweet."

"So, did she swallow?" asked Jake.

"Every last drop and then some," laughed Josh. By this
time Josh was sporting an identical boner to Jake's.
"Damn you guys! This talk about sex is making me
horny. And no women here to take care of our
horniness! Hey David, what about you? Got anything to
brag about?"

"You guys are just beginners compared with the great
sex I've had," David boasted, his normal modesty
relaxed by the influence of the vodka.

"Oh really?" deprecated Jake. "So what was her name
and what did you do?"

David glanced over at Tristan before continuing. "Her
name is...ahh...Tricia and she is one hot piece.
S(he's) sucked me off a lot and I've fucked her(him) a
couple of times. My balls blow humongous loads every
time we do it, s(he's) so hot."

"Come on, I don't believe you," Josh scorned, taking
another swallow of his drink.

"Hey, its true! The sex we've had is unbelievable."

"So are you and this chick serious then?" asked Jake.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that. I don't think we'll
be getting married though."

"Not until you get her pregnant."

"Hey, I'm not worried about that. Got it covered."

Jake turned to Tristan. "We haven't heard anything
from you. Sounds like you're the only one that hasn't
gotten any."

"Talk is cheap," retorted Tristan. "You guys sound
like you've had sex. I've made love. There's a
difference."

"Oh ho! Listen to this guy!" scoffed Jake.
"Made love! To whom Romeo, Juliette?" Josh chimed in.

"Yeah, Juliette. And I'll be leaving her(him) in just
a few days when I move to Texas", Tristan said with a
catch in his voice. "I wish I could run away with
her(him) just like the story because I really do love
her(him)."

"Come on, what's her name?" Josh prodded. "We told you
about ours."

Staring down into his drink Tristan answered softly,
"It doesn't matter what her(his) name is. We've done
everything together and I'd spend the rest of my life
with her(him) and marry her(him) in a heartbeat if I
could. David knows who s(he) is but I'm not going to
say a name." Tristan glanced over at David as he
finished and saw that David was not looking his way.

"Listen to this stud," scoffed Jake. "He says he's
made love but can't even tell us her name. I can
believe David when he can at least tell us her name."

"Hey, fuck you Jake! Whether I tell you a name doesn't
make it any more or less true," Tristan shot back with
heated intensity.

"You wish!"

"Wish what?"

"That you could fuck me."

"Shit, you would beg me never to stop if I fucked
you."

"Whatever, Tristan. I gotta take a monster piss." Jake
stood up drunkenly, his pants still bulged out
considerably in front.

"Me too", echoed Josh as he stood up, displaying an
identical bulge, and followed Jake over to a nearby
tree where they fumbled around pulling their hardons
out.

Tristan was well aware of the twin's erections and it
made his cock began to swell again. He wanted to get a
look at their meat so he stood up and looked over to
David. "Gotta piss too. David, are you going to take a
piss break?"

Tristan moved over to the same general area to take
his piss, watching the twins out of the corner of his
eye. As he tugged his heavy cock out of his pants, he
could see the twin's streams of piss appearing out of
the shadows cast by their bodies. Disappointed that he
couldn't see much, David turned his concentration to
his own healthy piss, letting it rush out of his cock.
David moved unsteadily near Tristan in the meantime to
let the piss gush from his uncut cock.

As he was finishing, Tristan could see in his
peripheral vision that the twins were finished and
shaking the last drops of piss. It seemed to Tristan
that their shaking was a little excessive, could it
be?

"What's taking you guys so long over there," he
taunted. "I've been told that after three shakes
you're playing with it. Not that you guys have that
much to play with."

"Like you have something so great," Jake was quick to
retort as he started stuffing himself back in his
pants. Josh was hastily echoing Jake's motions.

"Damn straight, better than most!"

"If you're so proud of it, then let's see it!" Jake
thought he could score on Tristan with his bluff,
thinking Tristan wouldn't have the guts to display his
meat to other guys.

"Hell no. I don't display my goods solo. You want to
see mine, you gotta show yours." Tristan thought to
himself, 'That will show that smart son-of-a-bitch.
Either he shuts up or I get a peek at his too.'

Jake tried a different approach. "Hey David, your
friend here wants to see some cock and he thinks he's
got something better than the rest of us."

Up to this point David had been quietly listening to
the verbal jousting between the others. David's mind
was spinning like a roulette wheel from the effects of
the alcohol and the choice that was confronting
him--where was his allegiance? Was he going to stick
up for his gay buddy and risk his own reputation or
should he play it safe? Then David thought about how
Tristan loved him. And how about the way Tristan
indicated the depth of his commitment--even going so
far to say he would marry David if he could? His
thinking crystalized and the roulette wheel in his
mind came to a stop. His mouth opened and the words
came tumbling out, "Tristan does have something better
than the rest of us. He has an awesome cock, but his
heart is even bigger than his dick."

"What's this shit?" Jake asked. "You sound like a
faggot, David."

David defended himself. "Oh, so you're an expert on
faggots, Jake? Just because a guy admits to an
emotion, that makes him fuckin' gay?"

"No regular guy I know would say something like that,
right Josh?"

Josh was quick to support his twin. "Yeah, only a
faggot would say shit like that."

Tristan joined the fray. "You guys don't know what you
are talking about. You wouldn't know someone who was
gay if you saw one."

Jake turned to Tristan in disgust. "Oh right! Gay guys
are always the lisping, limp-wristed fairies you see
hanging around."

"You bet, Jake. I know someone who is gay and you
would never know it just to look at him."

"Oh, you KNOW him? Just how well do you know him?" was
Josh's sarcastic reply?

"Well enough, Josh, to know he's gay but its not like
he wears a sign or is obvious about it."

"Whatever!"

With that, the boys ended their contest of words. They
realized they had created some friction that none of
them quite knew how to resolve in their drunken state.
The effects of the alcohol had made them tired so they
prepared themselves for sleep. The talk that happened
came only in short sentences about being tired and
wanting to sleep and how drunk they had gotten.

David and Tristan only had the blankets Grandma gave
them to use which they shared. Tristan longed to
snuggle up to David but had to content himself with
holding David's hand out of sight. He whispered to
David, "Thanks for the help back there. You are a
stud, you know that? It was really nice what you said
about me. Its no wonder that I love you."

There was a short pause. David swallowed and whispered
back, "Were you talking about me when you said you
wished you could marry?" David waited for what seemed
an eternity for Tristan to answer.

"Yeah, I was talking about you. Look David, don't let
it bother you. If wishes were money I would be rich."

"Don't worry Tristan, it doesn't bother me. I'm
flattered that you would feel that way about me.
You're pretty special too." David squeezed Tristan's
hand. "Goodnight."

Sighing contently, Tristan whispered, "Goodnight,
stud."

"Good night." With those words David prepared himself
to sleep, but his brain replayed Tristan's words over
and over. Tristan really loved him! REALLY LOVED HIM!
And wanted to go so far as to marry him even. What
should he do and say now? Sure, he felt close to
Tristan but was he ready to cross the line like
Tristan has and openly embrace a gay lifestyle? His
thoughts whirled around and around as he finally fell
into a drunken slumber with the other three guys
already deeply asleep near him. _