Date: Tue, 10 Jun 2008 15:19:59 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Farm Boy Goes Cruising,Part Two" by Jay Roberts

"Farm boy Goes Cruising, Part Two" by Jay Roberts  Gay Rural & Encounters


Clem walked into the tavern.  The loud music seemed to stop and all the
patrons turned to look as if a large spotlight illuminated him.  They
gasped as they saw this combination of sexiness and innocence.

He headed toward the bar.  Within a minute two young guys surrounded him.
"May I buy you a drink friend?"

This came from a cowboy-type fellow.  He had the slim build and hard tiny
ass.  He held a toothpick in his curly lips and his big white teeth lit up
his face.  He also had the fine odor of leather and horses about him.

Clem smiled.  His smile made the cowboy a little weak in the knees.  "I
don't rightly drink 'ceptin' Gramps moonshine, an' even that, I do it in
the cabin 'cause I gotta git into bed afta' two swallows."

The cowboy and the other fellow, a very blond willowy sort, perfectly
quaffed and smelling of an expensive cologne laughed happily at the long
explanation.

The cowboy was Justin, the blond Barry.  Barry was a toucher, and his
smooth, hands were probing and patting Clem all over.  It made Clem right
dizzy.

"Are you okay," drawled Justin.

"Oh shur, 'ceptin' the blood, I 'magine is being used down there 'cause I
am so wanting of a sexual release."

The two new friends took deep breaths and felt their pants getting tight.
It was just too good to be true that this gorgeous boy was coming on to
them and practically asking for sex.

"There's a new drink, Willy, the bartender has concocted."

Clem waggled a finger at the blond.  "Now I don't lak using those words,
lak "cock".  If'n he mixes it with his sexual organ, I think I'll pass it
up."

"Oh no," said Justin, "That's just an expression.  No this is good.  It is
a cocktail, no change that, a small drink that is a special kind of
Martini, except no olive."

"Well I'm not sure what you'll mean, but I'll give it a farm boy try.
Bring it on."  When it was served to Clem, he picked up the glass and
turned it this way and that.  "It sorta looks lak plain water to me."  He
took it to his lips and swallowed the whole cocktail.  "My oh my, it's
surely not water.  It has a bite to it."  This his face broke out in a big
smile. "Okay Mr. Willy, I tried it, now give me a full glass."

The bartender, Justin and Barry glanced at each other with slight smiles.
A big glass of this potent stuff would put the hick away and then...

The glass was put in front of him and he thanked Willy.  "How much do I owe
you?"

"Nothing kid, it's on the house.  Drink up, but I recommend you sit down on
the stool first."

Clem shrugged, sat down and upended the glass.  His smooth neck bobbed as
he downed it.  He put the empty glass on the mahogany bar and looked at the
three young men with a pleased look on his face.  "That stuff is magical.
I feel real happy and..."

They all knew that the boy was about to go into the completely drunk stage.
Cowboy put his arm around Clem and put his curly lips into Clem's sweet
smelling neck.  Clem murmured with pleasure.  "That feels real nice,
Justin, only it makes me more wantin'"

Barry was fidgeting with excitement.  He was dying to see the boy naked and
in a sexual hazy.  Barry was more of a watcher than a doer.  Not so Justin
who lived to fuck.

Justin whispered in Clem's nice shaped ear.  "Boy, lean over the bar and
let me make you happier than you ever been."

Clem nodded and smiled.  Things were going real nice, he thought.  Maybe
now I'll git my blowjob.  His elbows on the bar were held by Willy, who
sensed a big tip if he helped.  Justin opened the one remaining brass clip
on the boy's overalls and pulled them over his smooth muscular back and
downward, exposing his ass and the back of his thighs.

Barry studied that ass.  He leaned in and sniffed.  "Oh, if I only had a
camera.  No one would believe that such an ass exists outside of a museum"

Meanwhile Justin had dropped his own pants.  His hairy belly was exposed
and below that a forest of dark pubic hair.  No so luxuriant that it hid
his bigheaded cock was evident as it rose to duty.

Justin croaked to Barry.  "You're good at this, you're an ass licker.  Get
him ready for the main event."

Clem was in another world.  He was smiling.  He was happy that his friends
were getting ready to make him real happy.  His smile widened as he felt
Barry hot lips kissing his firm ass cheeks.  It seemed so friendly-like.
Then he called out in a long moan as Barry's long educated tongue began
licking his ass hole.

Now Clem knew all about corn holing.  Fact is, he had accommodated his
older brother and fucked him twice when the brother came home drunk and
horny.  Clem liked it, but he had never been on the receiving end.  He had
always refused, but now, he began to think that he would like it, maybe.

Justin pushed Barry aside roughly.  He looked at the tongue-plowed ass.  It
was wet and it was puckering and pushing out.  This was a real sign that
the boy was a bottom.  Justin called to Barry, "Wet up my cock, 'afore I go
in."

Barry cooed with pleasure and took the large prong into his experienced
lips and salivated all over it.  "That's enough.  Don't get me shootin'
'afore I am in the main rodeo event."

He moved forward and put the head of his cock just inside the pleading ass
lips.  Clem reared up a bit, but settled down.  Justin began feeding his
cock, inch by inch.  It was all he could do to keep from cuming, the boy
was so delectable and the passage so hot and welcoming.  His eyes were
rolling up and he was drooling spit.  His tongue was hanging outside his
mouth.  He looked as if he was down to the idiot stage.  Clem felt it, but
it seemed very exciting and also friendly.  He knew that he was making
Justin happy.  To add to it, he tightened his sphincter and moved his ass
back and forth.

"Oh shit," Justin shouted.  "The kid is getting' me off 'afore I'm ready.
Oh, oh, here it comes."

Justin almost fainted as he was overcome with the heaviest cum he had ever
felt.  It seemed to start on the bottom of his feet and rush upwards with
electrical current.  His big balls pulled up sharply and his cock began to
hiccup, finally stimulating something inside to shoot a forceful stream of
spooge inside the farm boy.  Clem cooed and crooned at the feeling.  Then
more streams hit him.  Clem thought he might shoot milk himself, but he
knew that it had to be a cock sucking to do the job.  He let Justin ride
out his event and finally the cowboy slipped to the floor in a daze.

Clem straightened up holding the top of his overalls.  His cock was as
stiff as he had ever remembered it.  "Oh my, I am really stiff."  He looked
around wildly, Barry shook his head no.  Barry had shot his load when
Justin did in a voyeuristic frenzy.

Just then, Clem spied Robert, the man who had given him the lift here.
"Having fun?"  He said, but then he saw the pained look at the handsome
farm boy.  "Oh my kid, I did promise you a turn.  Okay, I am not known for
being honest and fair, but I will do my duty, and you will love it.  I am
one of the best."

Clem stood there.  Robert shook the boy's hands away from holding his
overalls and they slid to the floor.  His balls were already up along side
the bottom of his cock shaft.  "This won't take long," Robert muttered to
the three others.  He fell to his knees and began licking the sweet cock
like a Christmas candy cane.

Then he remembered what Clem had said about being gentle.  He suckled that
cock like a newborn lamb sucks his mama's teat.  It drove Clem into the
outer limits of sexual feeling.  The poor innocent boy had never felt such
beautiful pleasure.  He had waited almost twenty hours for his sweet
release and it was coming on to him like a locomotive down the track.  He
didn't resist, he gave in to the inevitable.

There was a cheer in the bar as Robert's cheeks puffed out and his eyes
opened wide as his mouth was flooded with a milk pail of rural cum.  As for
Clem, he was fast losing consciousness from the fury of his release.

The cowboy and the blond quickly got on either side of him to prevent him
from slipping to the floor.

Finally Clem came to his polite sweet self.  "Mr.Roberts, I do thank you.
I kin go back to the campus.  I got what I came for.  I'm not sorry I got
fucked and I learned to suck.  You hafta give, if you wanta receive."  He
laughed a happy laugh and headed out of the bar.

The others waved regretfully after him.  They all felt that they would
never have a customer like this boy again.


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