Date: Mon, 26 Mar 2007 22:32:20 -0700 (PDT)
From: Art Fex <art_i_fex@yahoo.com>
Subject: nifty/gay/rural/four-wheeler-incident

Fourwheeler Incident

Me and My 'Brothers'

Chapter 13

Art I. Fex


I awoke to a jostling on the bed. I looked up to see naked Ben crawling
up with us. Shel and Randy were awake already, and who knows what may
have happened to me if Ben hadn't woke me up! I leant up and kissed Ben
good morning-late, and we headed to the kitchen.

I was rinsing the coffee pot out and the like as Ben and the others sat
down at the table to listen to Ben tell of his romp, "Well, I used my
fourwheeler to drop Mike off at his house since his dad needed him this
morning. We were gonna go and get some better shoes from his room, but
when we walked in, his bro and one of his friends was sittin there jackin
off. ON HIS BED! and..."

"What?", Shel cut him off short, "I didn't think he was into all that."

"Well he isn't, I mean he isn't into it the same we we are anyway, he's
never fucked or sucked or been sucked or jacked off another guy. He just
jacks off with this one friend of his, or at least that's what he said
after he calmed down a bit.", Ben clammered like a little kid.

Feeling a little curious, or alot curious, I asked, "So what happened
when ya'll walked in?"

Ben took a sip of the cup of coffee I sat in front of him before
continuing, "Well, him and Mike don't really have issues about it, I
mean, how can they sharing a room and all? But, Mike just told them to
chill, then he explained that me and him and the rest of us do stuff like
that all the time. I mean, he didn't just come right and tell him
EVERYTHING that we've done, but at least his bro understands that we
don't think any less of him for doin stuff with his bud, right?"

"And his friend?", I said finishing off that cup and pouring another.

"He just sat there real quiet like, listening, watching how we reacted,
probably just felt kinda vulnerable and stuff getting caught, plus being
at someone elses house and all. But, we ended up jacking off with them
just to show them we don't care."

"Really!?", Shel said, his face lightening up along with Randy's, "And
Zack didn't care?"

Ben kept chattering, "Nah, he was a little slow at first, but it might
have just been cause his buddy Chip was there, but Mike reasoned that
they heard eachother at night, so the only difference was that now they
could see what they already knew about, so it wasn't too big of a deal
after that. Zack's cool with it, he just laughingly said somethin like,
"Now Mike, you keep your hands to yourself now...". But he was all
smiling then, he was just happy we didn't make fun of him or something I
think.", Ben finished smiling, stirring his coffee. "Of course, he wasn't
worried at all about himself when Mike said, 'Do I have to?', then
reached over and started playing with my dick. Zack bout flipped when he
saw that, but his buddy just laughed, I think Chip woulda been cool, but
him and Zack both were afraid of offending the other I think, alone they
mighta been different, but never know."

*******

Later that day, Shel was with Ben and Randy, helping Shel's dad get the
now repaired tire onto his tractor again, and I had just gotten done
cleaning up 'our' house a little. I was just turning on the dishwasher
and wiping off the counter when I heard a motor pull up. I stepped out on
the back porch to see Michael getting off the fourwheeler.

"Hey stranger! Nice to see ya," I said as he stepped up on the floating
concrete slab and threw me into a bear hug, "heard ya had an interesting
encounter this morning.", to which he laughed.

"Yea, mighta broken down a fraternal wall or somethin I think, which is
cool, I think he's liking the idea of not being as shy about it and stuff
in the future. Kinda like guys that play on a sports team together and
can pass the soap to eachother in the shower, but then still feel bashful
enough when they change clothes somewhere else that they cover up and
blush and whatever.", he chuckled.

Mike complimented the clean smell in the house as I mixed up some
MinuteMaid lemonade stuff in an oversized jar and sat it on the table. We
talked a little about his morning, basically him recapping the incidents
that Ben had, only from his perspective, adding,

"Yea! I've never seen someone cum so much, must've been pretty worked
up," he added with a distant look on his face.

We finished our lemonade and headed out to the back 'yard' which was
really just a patch of grass that ran into the larger pasture that
surrounded the house. There were some very old oak and pecan trees that
provided some shade, but most were clustered pretty close, the rest of
the pasture was pretty bare. We stepped out away from the house, and
found the spot that had once been used as a garden.

"You know, we should have a garden, I mean, what kind of farmers would we
be if we didn't?", Michael said kicking at a clod of dirt.

"Yea, we could get it started before fall, that way we could have greens
and stuff for winter, we could try to grow enough to share with everyone
else, but it might take some help, since we can't ALL work in the garden
every morning.

We sat silent for a moment, getting hotter and hotter as the sun glared
down on us, drops of sweat beading up on our heads and dripping down our
backs.

"Wanna go in and call the others to see if they need some help or
anything? We've probably missed lunch on all fronts by now, but I wasn't
starving anyway.", I said, feeling off schedule as I stood up too
quickly, causing my world to turn black, but Mike grabbed me by the
shoulder and steadied me as I swayed a little, getting my balance back.
"But let's get some agua first!"

Back inside, we cooled off and touched base with the others, and they
were done with the tractor tire, and were done hooking the bush hog back
up to the tractor and were just cooling off themselves. I knew that I had
another night of selling chickens to look forward to, but that Mr.
Harrison's cows weren't 'birthin' no babies' tonight, so maybe the whole
crew would be around. I asked what they wanted to do, and they said
they'd just meet up with us at my parent's house.

Later on in the day, it was finally time to do the chicken thing again.
Since we all were down there, my mom stayed at the house and visited with
Ben, Shel, and Randy's moms who had all come over to show her something
about one of their rooms they were planning to redecorate. AND of course
drink coffee and they ended up making breakfast caserole that has the
sausage, eggs, cheese, and all that in a big dish and I ended up cooking
some too.

"At least they won't starve over there on that hill..." one of them said
jokingly.

I just smiled, "Nah, I don't do it ALL, they feed me too." Randy and the
rest were just staring at me like Cheshire cats, Ben about to loose it."

"Ohh, so ya'll aren't just restricted to pop-tarts and Debbie Cakes,
huh?", one of the other mothers said.

"Nah, we eat pretty good so far, and sometimes we have a protein shake or
something as a snack between meals."

Ben'd had it then and he cracked up. I just smiled at him like he was
insane as I scooped the hot oatmill cookies off of the cookie sheets and
piled them on a platter.

"Welp, these'll be here when we get back," I said as I went with the
others to get our shoes,

"We'll leave a few!", Mom laughed as we headed for the door.

We didn't have to work too hard with all of us down there, Me and Ben
watched the opposite ends of the house while Michael raised equiptment
and Randy removed the feeder bin things, and Shel dragged out the plastic
culvert pipe/dividers. Dad was impressed,

"Shit, why'd I come down here???" He said with a funny look on his face
as he walked into the house, expecting there to be something left to do.
We just smiled, we'd been sitting in front of the house throwing rocks at
a five gallon bucket to see who go the most in before Dad got done doing
what he's doin.

"Well, I guess that's it for ya'll, I'll get the water later and open the
doors for the catchers."

We all hugged him good night and asked if he wanted us to hang around.

"Well, I'm actually headin over to shoot pool out with the men folk over
at the Umberlin's place," he said as he nodded at Randy. Me and Ben just
glanced at eachother and we all said our good nights and headed back to
my place and ate some more before heading for our house on the hill.

We walked in the door, and our clothes came off. We threw them in the
washer and then headed for the shower. I started the water and began
pulling towels out, Randy and Michael stood and filled up the toilet
bowl, and Shel got into the shower with Ben. After Michael got in shower,
I was spreadin a towl in front of the door when Randy's hands took hold
of my hips and I felt his semi erection laying heavily along the trench
of my backside. I wrinkled my eye brows as if confused and looked back to
meet his wicked, yet loving face. I stood and turned to face him and he
immediately smeared a big slimy kiss that started at my neck and trailed
it's way over the side of my face, over my chin and finally my mouth. I
groaned, and half chuckled as our arms wrapped around eachother's naked
bodies, and he compressed me into his broader chest in a bear hug, his
now rigid cock nearly goring my stomach.

I sat him down on the toilet bowl, and I slathered his thick young
manhood with my dripping heavily salivating mouth, slurping as I reached
the tip, loudly sucking as I ran my hands roughly over his upper thighs
and grabbed at his hairy balls, pulling down to tighten his skin, making
his cock stand up nice and straight. His head fell back and whammed the
wall, but he didn't seem to notice. I heard the noises and muffled
laughter and giggling in the shower, and knew what was going on in there,
but I wanted to have good access to Randy's cock. Besides, he had a scent
when he 'hadn't' showered that's seductiveness was probably higher than
when he was freshly showered, although, that was pretty hot too! It seems
it doesn't really matter what state my bro's are in, they always have
that affect on me!

I felt my world melt away as I burried my face in his lap, feeling his
strong rough hands run sensuously over my shoulders and through my hair,
gently guiding the speed of my head bobbing as I used my lungs to suck,
since his cock filled my mouth up almost too much to simply use my cheeks
for suction. When I felt the large tube that runs the length of his
cock-belly begin to pulse against my tongue, I slide off, just as a drop
of pearly pre oozed out of the slit of his dick.

"We better slow down," Randy sighed short-windedly. I smiled as we stood
up, and he slid down to gulp me down, my slender maleness probing the
back of his throat and slipping further, until he gagged a little,
sliding back off. I caressed and petted his head lovingly, reveling in
the feelings he subjected me to. After a few more minutes, Michael and
Shel exited the shower, their reddened, wagging hardons telling their
tale, perhaps even more than the looks on their faces. I stepped into the
shower to see Ben running his fingers inside of himself as he ran the
soap over his chest, the water washing his scraggly blonde hair down over
his boyish face. Randy followed behind me, and didn't waste any time in
taking the soap from Ben and washing his back. I took the shampoo and
began to pour some on Ben's head when he said,

"I got my hair already...", his eyes closed and his lips turning upward
as his head fell back onto Randy's shoulder, enjoying the massage of his
fingers on his back.

"That's fine, you stink more than anyone, so you might need it twice.", I
said kiddingly, his eyes cracking open into slits, his smile broadening
as he used his hard prong to slap my dick with like a sword, "yea yea
whatever, if it means I get all this attention then I'll buy it."

I ran my fingers through his hair, down his neck, then his heaving chest
where I could see his heart thumping near his left nipple. I pressed the
side of my face against it, listening to the base-like thump that
reminded me of a techno beat, my hand wandering to his hardness, feeling
it's silky smoothness, like the barrel of a freshly cleaned shotgun, only
warm. We finished our washing, all on the verge of exploding where we
stood, and made our way to the bedroom. We found Shel on his back,
Michael between his legs, buttocks raising and lowering like a fast
moving piston as he pumped his meat into Shel. Michael's mouth was
eagerly toying with Shels ears, chest, nips and his own lips as he thrust
urgently into his bowls.

We three joinged them on the bed, and with great fervor, began to, at
least try, to satiate our mutual primal needs. As my back hit the
mattress next to Shel, I leant over to kiss his face, and his lips met
mine, and I could tast Michael on his tongue. Our kiss was soon pulled
apart though when Ben tilted my head over, and his warm pole laid down
stiffly against my face, covering my eyes like a blindfold, then moving
slowly and sensuously across my skin, leaving a trail of sticky cock
drool on my cheeks, then my forehead, then trailing onto my lips where my
tongue subconsciously wriggled out from between my lips and guided his
exposed head into my open mouth. Randy was giving Shel the same treatment
as he rested a tightgrip on Michael's shoulder for support, kissing him
passionately while Shel affectionately slurped at Randy's cock.

I put my hands on Ben's hips, but they were soon removed by his hands as
he pressed them over my head, holding them in place as he used his other
hand to lift one of my legs up. I smiled at his expression, the same look
a famished man might give the cook who prepared his favorite meal. I felt
Ben's lubed fingers enter me, streatching my insides, causing a little
pain, but more like the pain you get from the chiropractor, that 'hurts
good' sort of.

"Relax," Ben said in a hushed, placid tone, his three fingers sliding in
to the hilt slowly. I closed my eyes as I allowed things to just happen,
feeling my heart pound with adoration for my buds. I was brough back to
earth, but not enough to make my eyes open, like when your under happy
gas or anesthesia at the dentist or something, your aware and have
heightened perception, yet still feel floaty or dulled. His cock began to
slide in at a steady pace, filling me up with warmth and firmness. He
leant down, clasping my wrists in his hands, hungrily licking and
teething at my throat, exposed as he tilted my head back firmly but
gently.

My cock began twitching as he repeatedly glided over my prostate, and his
sexual energy seemed to seep into me through osmosis or something. My ass
began clamping on his cock, his pace picked up, and he scooted up closer
so his thighs seemed to encase my lowerhalf as his back arched up,
pulling his cock in deeper and harder. I begged him pittifully for
relief,

"Pleeease, just TOUCH my dick, just a little, ahh man, I'm gonna pass out
or somethin'!"

Finally he slammed in one more time, and I felt his cock twitching and I
saw the muscles in his lower abdoment tensing rhythmically as he pumped
his essence into me, moaning his satisfaction into my ear as he teasingly
pestered it with his tongue,

"Ohhhh, uhhaaah...sweeet, AHHyeaa, you're full now for sure! Should I
tell the moms we do protein enemas too?", he said, giggling
uncontrollably for a second, undoubtedly having a flash back of earlier,
the others joined in with him, despite themselves.

With that, he began sliding in and out of me again slowly, his chest and
face hovering over my own, knowing he was torturing me, yet my face told
him I was loving it nonetheless.

After Michael had pumped his load in Shel, and Randy had fed Shel a good
bedtime snack, Michael then leant over to offer me some relief with his
mouth.

"Poor Dave, Ben your so evil.", Michael said dotingly, which made Ben's
mischievous, Grinch-like expression only get more sadistic for a moment
before it faded into a childlike innocent look, one that said, 'Hah! what
could you possibly be talking about', as he then sweetly kissed me on the
lips repeated, then slid his tongue into my mouth, moving his hands from
my wrists to where they were instead interlocking his finger with mine,
palm to palm as he began grinding his cock in and out, then raising up so
Michael could have access to my cock, which throbbed gratefully at the
warmth of Michael's rough wet tongue. The tip of his tongue pressed
firmly against the vein of my dick, and that in combination with Ben's
prodding immediately sent me way over the deep end. My head went swimmy
and a long sigh flowed from my lips, the same as the cum flowed from my
member. Ben knew what he was doing as he continued flexing his abs,
moving just the head of his cock over my bulb, causing me to fill
Michael's gullet with probably one of my largest loads yet.

We came back down from our ephoric highs as we laid in now darkened room,
me resting my head against Ben's chest, his arm draped over me, the other
around both me AND Randy as he spooned me. Shel was on the other side of
Ben, with Michael snuggling against his back, and draping an arm over
Shel and Ben, his finger tips touching mine as he gently tickled them,
our eyes meeting in the dimly lit room, illuminated only by some outdoor
light. I drifted off to sleep that night, looking forward to the winter
when we'd have even more reason to cuddle up together.


NOTE: This may be the last chapter for now. I don't think this is 'the
end' but the story may pick up at a slightly different time in their
lives. I promise, I won't wait til they are in their forties and fifties.
:)