Date: Tue, 14 Jul 2009 21:39:05 -0700 (PDT)
From: thinsmooth <thinsmooth@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ranch Boys 3

From part 2

Skewered on Henry's iron spit, rocking up and down on Nicky's
long, slim pole, I felt like a bitch in heat.  I lost myself in
our rutting for several minutes, but snapped out of it when Nicky
reached up and grasped my nutsack with one hand.  He pulled
gently, running two fingers up behind my balls, until they reached
his brother's churning prick.  Nicky slipped one finger into my
ass, working in concert with Henry's cock.  The combined effect
was too much for me.  My orgasm hit like a hurricane, taking over
my entire body.  As my toes curled, my ass clenched.  Nicky held
my cock in his mouth while he swallowed my load.  At the same
moment, he blew his own load in my throat.  Some of Nicky's jizz
dribbled down and pooled at the base of his dick.

"Nicky, I'm losing it, here it comes".   Henry doubled his pumping
speed.  Nicky's finger immediately withdrew from my boy-cunt.  I
could feel his hand gripping the base of his brother's cock.
Henry's frenzied fucking suddenly slowed down.  "FUCK YEAH", was
the only thing he said, and he buried his cock deep and held it
there, while his balls emptied in my greedy ass.

Once Henry backed out of my bruised pussy, Nicky's mouth let go of
my spent dick, and moved up between my legs to my rut-hole.  My
ass was burning hot. The next second, Nicky's tongue started
lapping coolness on my hole.  He snaked it inside as far as he
could reach, lapping at his brother's warm cum.  I remained on my
elbows and knees while Nicky washed my ass with rapid movements of
his tongue.  In a final lewd gesture, he sealed his lips tightly
around my hole, and sucked so hard I swear I could feel it in my
lungs.

We all finally collapsed in a pile together, Henry on top, Nicky
on the bottom.  Within a few minutes, I'd fallen asleep between
the nude boys.


Part 3

The Sun was already above the horizon when I opened my eyes.  Even
before my eyes opened, I could smell Henry's and Nicky's delicious
body odors.  I rolled onto my back, and took stock.  I was naked,
under 3 layers of wool blankets, on top of sheepskin bedding, and
I was sweating like a pig.

I pulled the blankets down to my waist, and tried to see in the
brilliant sunlight.  The first thing I noticed was that I was
alone in the bed.

Almost oblivious to the fact that I was nude, I stood up. I looked
around, and tried to listen, but nothing.  I examined my body in
the strong sunlight.  There were crusty patches on my chest, and
my ass felt kinda saddle-sore. My cock chubbed up a little as I
revisited events of the night before, but it didn't go full-on
hard.

I decided to see if they were at the water tank, and started up
the hill.  As I approached, I could hear voices.  When I reached
the other side of the tank, I saw them.  Henry was standing with
his back toward me, next to the overflow pipe, blocking my view of
Nicky.  By the time I had reached this vantage point, they were no
longer talking.

Henry's back was turned, and I made no noise in my bare feet, but
I decided to let them know I was there, so I coughed.  Henry
looked around and greeted me.  "Just in time, Danny.  We're done,
the shower is all yours".

As Henry talked, I circled him, watching.  I saw Nicky now,
kneeling in front of his big brother.  I began to salivate, as I
realized that Nicky was sucking down his brother's erection.
Henry kept talking.  "The soap bag is on that rock, help yourself.
Dad was going to help us finish the branding today, but we did it
all yesterday.  He's gonna be real happy."

"Don't worry about Nicky, he does this every morning, he loves it.
Don't you bro'?"  I could hear Nicky grunt an affirmative response
from deep inside his throat, which was being stretched by his big
brother's dick.

"Nicky loves cock too, Danny.  When I figured out you were a
cocksucker like him, I told him about you.  He already knew you
were kinda hot for a white kid, so he asked me to invite you to
brand with us."  While I watched, Nicholas reached up with one
hand and pulled down on Henry's ball-sack, a little roughly.

"Ow! Goddamit Nicky, I've told you not to do that."  Still gorging
himself on his brother's stiff penis, Nicky pulled on Henry's
nutsack again.

"Ow! OK, OK Nicky!  Look, Danny, we both wanted to fuck a white
boy.  It wasn't all Nicky's idea."  Nicholas' lips curled around
his brother's cock.  I was pretty sure it was a smile.

"We don't have time for more playing before Dad gets here.  Now
hurry, get your shower, the soap is over there."  And with that, I
bathed under the overflow pipe once more.  While I was soaping up,
I watched Nicky work over his brother.  His hands moved around
Henry's copper-toned chest and belly at will, tweaking nipples and
more.  I'd finished soaping, but brought my hands back to my cock,
which had hardened up from watching their outdoor sex act.  I saw
that Henry's eyes were fixed on my own performance.  I tried not
to disappoint him, using both hands, working my balls.

Nicky reached behind Henry, who inhaled deeply, adding even more
definition to his stretched chest and belly.  He had been
steadying himself on his little brother's shoulders.  Now, his
body tensed, his head thrown back.  He moved his hands to the back
of Nicky's bobbing head, and drew him down until his nose was
buried in the older boy's shiny pubic hair.  One of Nicky's hands
remained out of sight, working his brother's ass, while the other
hand moved to Henry's balls.  Henry gasped loudly, signaling the
release of hot sperm deep into Nicky's throat.  I could hear the
15-year old boy's gulping swallows,   At that, my soapy dick
finally reached the threshold, and fired 5 or 6 long comets of cum
into the sandy dirt a few feet away.  Henry gave me an approving
grin.

I stepped under the pipe for my rinse cycle.  By the time I
emerged, Nicky was standing up.  Henry said, "Hurry up Danny, Dad
will be here any minute."  I followed them back down the hill to
the corral, where all 3 of us got dressed.

A minute later, we heard the sound of an approaching vehicle.

Henry sat in front with his father, leaving the back of the king
cab to Nicky and me.  The brothers chattered happily on the way
back to town.  I listened incomprehensively as the boys answered
their father's questions in their own language.  I'd never heard
him speak in English.  After my first ride in their truck, Henry
had told me his dad wasn't very fluent, and was shy about using
English.

So I wasn't expecting it when he turned his head briefly to
address the back seat, and said, "Danny, my sons like you.  You
work hard for them.  You help Henry with homework.  "You good
friend."

The boys froze in their seats, staring at their dad.  Then each of
them turned their heads to me, smiles spreading across their
surprised expressions.  I just blushed and said, "Thank you, sir.

Mr. C (I'll call him) had turned his eyes back to the road, but he
looked up at me in the rear-view mirror, and continued.  "Boys
have to chop firewoods for grandma next Saturday, at sheep camp in
mountains.  You go with them?"

"Well, I haven't chopped much wood, but sure, I'll be glad to help
out."  Nicky and Henry both gave me high-fives, and beamed as they
spoke to their dad in their language.  They were still talking
when they drove away, after they'd dropped me off at home.  It
wasn't even 11 a.m., and I was already anticipating the first of
several jack-off sessions I would enjoy before I fell asleep that
night.