Date: Fri, 18 Jun 2004 08:10:39 -0400
From: grassofhome
Subject: bright sun on hot flesh: Hot Sun On Dark Skin  Part 5

     The next morning came with a ribbon of light that jabbed a the boys
eyes and woke them under their hovel. Joe opened his bloodshot eyes to the
receding line of night clouds and Terry tried to turn over for a few more
minutes of sleep. But both their bodies were stiff and cold from the nights
sleep. It took a while for them to get their nude bodies going again. They
searched in the tied up towel for some dry close but they had been soaked
through with mud. They were hungry and cold. Joe wanted to be horny but was
only miserable. Terry made his way down the muddy path to a small river
outlet formed from the night's rain. He squatted by it to get a drink. Joe
noticed how his large balls hung under his ass cheeks and forced a smile.
Terry had scooped the third hand full of drink from little brook when he was
caught short by the fruit they had eaten the day before. As he bent one more
time a stream of shit flew out of his hole. Joe turned his head and Terry
stood wondering how that had happened. He stepped up stream a few paces and
tried sitting in the stream to wash out his crack. Joe stood and turned his
back to the grotesque show and yelled out, "Is this how be dais were
invented?" It was only seconds later that Joe felt the call of nature and
straddled two uneven stumps to let loose his load. He found a hand full of
dead leaves on the forest floor and wiped himself as clean as he could. This
would not be the last of the fruit explosion but it was the worst of it. It
was a good half mile jaunt to the real river they had seen the night before
and they arrived with all their belongings. Joe walked in fount of Terry and
formed the grass path with his bear feet. Terry observed Joes filth and
spoke, "boy, you are a mess! You have black mud smeared up both legs and on
each shoulder. Your hair looks like it has not been combed in months and
your eaten up with mosquitoes." Terry did not mention the rows of cuts on
the boys legs from the grass he was not trampling. He did not mention the
bruises he has encored the night before running from camp. He did not
mention that he still had a spec of shit on his ass cheek. He only thought
of how disgusting he must look also.


     Once they reached the river they both jumped in. It was cold and the
one thing they wanted out of this day was to be warm once again. They fought
against the coldness of he water and splashed around to get clean. It did
get off most of the black muck and the unfortunate specks on their
backsides. It did nothing for their oily hair or greasy skin. Joe started
looking around for some source of a wash cloth. He tried leaves, weeds and
even wild flowers. He settled on a few hunks of sandstone. It did the trick
but left their skin raw and stinking. They found a large hunk of granite
poking out of the ground and hanging over the water by about 5 feet. They
washed and pounded what few clothes they had packed and spread them on the
rock. Terry found a plant that Joe called a water weed. It was stringy and
tough but brook at the knees of the stalk with out much effort. What came
out was viscous and clear. It reminded Joe of pre-cum and Terry though of
hand cream. This was all it took for these two to get horney again. As much
as they wanted to lay in the warming sun and just rest they wanted more to
get their rocks off. Joe leaned in to suck Terry's rod but it was sharp
tasting and smelled of mold and earth. Terry noticed the same thing with
Joe. They setted for some quick hand jobs. They shot loads of cum on each
other and just let it stay there. Even though their breath was gamey they
still kissed and felt each outers body. After a nice bit of fun the sun was
getting higher in the sky and they laid back for a nice warming sun bath.
Joe was feeling better from the bath, and the warmth was now allowing him to
feel normal again.  He rolled over to his side and faced Terry.  Taking his
hand, he ran his fingers over Terry's chest and stomach.  Much cleaner, but
still needing a bath, Terry looked inviting to Joe.  Joe felt himself stir
between his legs. It was good to have that feeling back in his penis.  He
was begining to think that the hand job was all that he was going to get.
The sun shone on Terry with a golden glow, as Joe continuted to caress the
soft body.  It wasn't long before Terry started growing between his legs.
Inch by inch, the soft penis of Terry's would get longer and thicker, until
it got rock hard, and the rose from the body from which it was attached to.
Joe was now feeling very frisky.  He pushed the idea of the earthy smell of
their bodies aside, and started kissing Terry's stomach. Then he grabbed
Terry's nice seven inch boyhood.  It was warm to the touch.  Closer and
closer came Joe's mouth, until the head of Terry's dick was right there for
the taking. So Joe did.  He sucked and sucked, all the way down to the best
of his ability.  Terry's hips moved to a gentle rocking motion.  It was so
good to feel a mouth on his rod again.  Because Joe hadn't eaten he thought
the good boy juice would satisfy him.  It wasn't long before he was rewarded
for his good deeds.  Terry thrusted his hips up to Joe's face, and grunted,
as the milky white fluid came gushing out. Joe suck out every last drop,
until he got it all out. Terry moved his hand over to Joes so they could
hold hands in the sun and he wove his fingers into terry's. they both fell
to sleep in the bright unhindered sun.

  In what seemed like a hour Terry asked, "you awake?"

"Yes."

"Where do you figure we are?"

"I don't have a clue."

"Can I ask you about he ranch."

"What?"

"How long have you been there?"

"About three years. I really don't know. I know how many classes and what
grade I'm in but I don't have a clue exactly how long I've been in. Why do
you ask?"

"I don't know. I was just thinking. You have been in there for that long and
have just found the shack with the jars in them. You have had sex several
times a day for the past three years and you just up and run away when we
get a little scared. Why do that?"

"No. I have been thinking about this for a while. I don't miss all the boys
and all the food. I do miss the soft beds a lot."

"Do you think we could sneak back in and no one notice Joe?"

"Terry, I don't even know how we would get back. I really think they have
noticed us gone by now and they are probably looking for us." Joe was
drifting back into sleep as he said, "What I wouldn't give for a nice blow
job."


Terry stretched out and his hand hit one of the water weeds. He snapped it
at the knee and turned it upside down to keep the thick fluid inside. He
patted Joe on the naked hip and told him to turn over. Joe, without question
complied. Terry spread Joes ass cheeks and dropped a huge glob of the weed
liquid into his brown hole. He then easily slipped his seven inch dick into
the tight hole. It was still raw from the episode with the fruit but he
never flinched. Terry began humping and Joe pushed back.  Even with the raw
feeling, Joe arched his ass up for Terry to get every bit of it.  He wanted
Terry in a bad way, and was glad for the oppertunity to have his lover
inside his love tunnel.  Faster and faster the two boys humped, moaning in
pleasure until Terry exploded in glorious loads of cum. Joe returned the
favor. He was ready again, so he lubed up Terry's asshole just as Terry had
done to him, then he slid into the nice warm hole.  The feeling of the
inside of Terry's hole was so intoxicating.  Joe wished that he could just
keep his dick inside Terry forever.  Joe grabbed Terry's hips and just
started plunging his dick inside as fast as he could.  The pace picked up to
the point of making them both sweat.  It was now taking longer to cum, but
getting there was half of the fun.  Joe couldn't hold it in any longer. With
a shudder and a big slap in the asshole Joe came inside Terry yelling "I'm
cumin! I'm cumin!" Once the love juice was expelled, Joe pulled on Terry to
indicate that he wanted to lay down without pulling out.  Terry got the
message, and moved with Joe to accomodate.  The two of them lay there hooked
up, Joe still inside of his loverboy.   They lay that way for while feeling
quite content at the moment.

       In a flash Terry stood up and looked around like a prairie dog
looking for the person that just whistled.

"Terry, what is it?"

"I smell food. Fried food."

Joe sniffed the air and pointed in the area of the Aspen grove. They grabbed
their still damp cloths and tucked them into their towel. It was a good mile
and a half to a cabin where an older woman was out front filling a pie pan
with pine nuts for the birds. She turned to see the boys.

"Who the hell are you two? And why are you naked?"

They looked at the ground and only said, "We're lost and hungry. Can you
help us?"

"Well let's start with your names."

       They told her and she said she was Gurdy. Then she said, "Next let's
take care of your naked bodies." The boys had almost forgotten they were
naked. "Let me give you a choice. Would you like to wash, change, or eat?"
They said at the same time , "Eat". A meal of squirrel and sweet potatoes
were laid in fount of them and they dug in like they had not eaten in
months. Not only were there bellies empty but their bowels were empty also.
As they finished up the first bowel of squirrel gravy and biskets they began
to slow down and actually taste their food. Joe looked around the room at
the pelts curing on boards and the heads stuffed and mounted on the walls.
It did not seem that their was any electricity and the water came out of a
pump right on the sink. This was the first time that Terry noticed that the
woman did not have any teeth.

"As soon as the twins get here I'll have them fetch you some of their
cloths."

"Oh no Gurdy. We have cloths but they are still wet and not so clean." He
pointed to the wad on the porch. Gurdy got up and collected the wad and
dumped the whole thing into a wash tub and set a pot of water on the fire.
She stopped to look at Terry's back.

"Boy, you need help. When did you get so sun burnt? And you have ticks
behind your ears."

It was true he was burnt by the sun to the point of almost blistering. Joe
was used to the harsh rays but the scrubbing with the rock must have done a
bit of baking to his skin also. She stood Terry to his feet and brought him
to the window. She got a needle hot in the fire and stuck it to the back of
the ticks ass. He squirmed and fought but came backing out of the hole he
had dug in Terry's ear. The tips of his ears had started swelling already.
The woman then started looking all over his body. She spread his ass cheeks
and found another one. Then lifted his balls and then flipped in dick form
one side to the next. He was clean. She noticed the crusty spots of sperm on
Terry's trunk and asked,

"You boys queer for each other?" The boys did not know how to answer that.
"It's just as well. The twins are queer for each other also."


She poured the hot water into a large galvanized wash tub and instructed the
two boys to go out in the sun and examine each other for more ticks. Joe
found three more in Terry's hair but Terry found only two on Joe's whole
body. They were both under his nut sack. As Terry was on his knees with the
hot needle next to Joes scrotum he heard a voice from the field.

"Hey fagots. Can we watch?"

It was the twins. They came up with five rabbits and a small deer. Their
hands were bloody and they only had on brogan boots and long johns each.
Their buldges in the long johns told the other two that the twins were hot
and ready for action. Grudy came out to the porch and explained.

"These are our guests. They are lost and in need of shelter. I want you two
to wash them up in the trough."

With that the twins tossed their game onto the porch and pealed off their
long johns to reveal matching 6 inch boners with a sharp S curve just before
the circumcised heads. They were probably between 17 and 25 but they had
shaved heads, shaved dicks and backwards, gaped mouthed expressions made it
hard to tell. Two five gallon buckets of water went in to the already full
trough near the house stall. Joe and Terry were helped in together and stood
as the twins lathered them up. They spent extra care with the dicks and on
cue they said,

"Milk shake time"

And beat their boys off with great speed.  Although it hadn't been too long
since Joe and Terry had butt fucked each other, they came with great
success.  The twins  went to lick up what was on their hands, and on the two
boys' dicks.  Joe looked at Terry and said " Follow my lead."  Joe then
grabbed one of the twins' dick and got down on his knees to get the hard 6
inch boy snake to his mouth.  Terry did the same.  Terry and Joe didn't have
to do much bobbin, 'cause the twins were pushin for all they had.  The twins
grabbed Terry and Joe's heads to hold them still as the fuck faced for as
long as they could hold it in.  The twins were pounding fast when the turned
and looked at each other saying "Ready?"  With that, the both came at the
same time.  Small gurgles came from Terry and Joe as they tried to swallow
the huge loads that came from the twins large balls. Gurdy came out of the
house and said,

"Don't play so much. They need cleaned and be on their way."

"But grandma, can't we keep them? At least one? They would be so nice to
play with. I could give them Cooters barn to sleep in."

"Then where is Cooter going to sleep?"

The twins looked at each other and said, "Cooter could sleep with you."

The four of them strutted about naked the rest of the evening and Joe and
Terry helped gut and dress the game. They gave each or the twins a hand job
and then some nice slow head. They seemed to like that best. The twins kept
admiring the size of Joe and Terry's rods and balls, but the twins balls
were almost twice as big. And they just kept cumming no matter how often
they were stroked. One of the twins stood up and said

"Lets do the train!"

"Train? What train? " Asked Terry.

The first twin stood still and said " I'm the engine, everyone come on and
hook up!"

The twin leaned over a bit exposing his asshole.  The second twin instructed
the two guests to join in. So, Joe went up to the first twin, and started to
find his way into the "engine"  The second twin went up to Joe and did the
same.

Then he looked at Terry and said, " Okay dude you're the caboose, come hook
on!"

Terry walked up to the second twin and worked his way in.

"Okay guys, let's start the train!" said the first twin.  One by one, the
boys started humping each other while the "engine" just stroked away on his
own rod.  He kept giving out instructions as to how fast to go, and to make
sure to hold on.  Pretty soon he gave the order for full steam ahead, and
that meant that all "cars" should go as fast as they could. It was tough
keeping the rythm, but they did, and it wasn't long before they started
unloading precious boy fluids into each other.  That's when Gurdy called
them in the kitchen to eat.

     Dinner was roast Ginny hen and some crone. After dinner the twins and
Gurdy went to the bed near the fire place and each twin took turns fucking
Gurdy. When the first got done they made their way over to Joe and Terry and
told them they would have to give her a roll. It was against everything they
had thought was good but it was being treated as need, rather than a want so
they each took turns fucking the old woman. Next they led them to the loft
where there was only room for two small mats on the wooden floor. They each
matched up with a twin and laid down knowing that some kind of sex act was
coming. They were not prepared for what happened next. The twins raped the
boys hard and dry. They didn't expect to be tied up and gagged lik that.
Each twin helped the other to handle both Terry and Joe, until they had them
bound so that they were streached out exposing the now raw assholes.  Terry
wimpered a bit as he looked over at Joe.  Joe gave a comforting smile as he
wanted his lover not to worry. It would all be over soon, and they would be
finding a way to get out of this place.The twins finally secured the boys,
and started jaming their dry dicks into the very sore assholes of their
young guests.  Joe could see Terry crying a bit from the pain.  Joe too felt
the tugging of his pucker as they poked him good.  Each twin took turns on
the boys, switching on and off, seeing which boy was the best fuck.  Soon,
the twins came in unison again.  They high fived each other for another
conquest of boy fucking.  Joe and Terry were so tired from the experience,
that they just passed out.  The twins untied the boys, and left them there
while the fucked Gurdy again, then went to the barn.
Joe and Terry woke up  hours later, hearing nothing buy snoring from Gurdy.
They snuck out of the cabin in the twilight of night. Terry grabbed the
cloths off the line and a hand full of deer jerky. Joe grabbed a few well
seasoned rabbit skins and a gallon of home made cornlicker. They headed for
the mountain that was outlined by the moon. Joe ran back for the brogans.
They had escaped again. It seemed as if they were now constantly on the run.
After two hours of walking through dense grass they stopped for a rest near
the river. They made plans. They would walk by night as long as the moon
stayed out, and sleep by day. They would take turns keeping look out for the
twins, or someone else during the day and hunt by night. As they rested they
carved spears out of cedar saplings and Terry made a nice little loin cloth
out of the rabbit. He liked the fur on the inside bur found it no longer
sexy after he started sweating again. So he turned it with the leather to
his cock. A second rest was on a huge rock in the middle of the river. Joe
laid his naked body on the cool rock and it felt good on his red skin. Terry
was on the verge of blistering from the sun and just stood on the far edge
of he rock with his hand made spear in his hand and his ears swelling to
pointy tips from the tick bites and his fur loin cloth he looked like the
king of the elves. He looked good enough to eat.  Joe went to feel of
Terry's ears to see if there was anything he could do for them.  He finally
figured that a kiss would help, so he kissed each ear with caution.  Terry
moaned in pain and pleasure.  Joe looked at Terry's eyes and could see the
pain in his face from the raping the night before.

"It's over now.  We have each other. I will try not to let that happen
again. I will look out for you."

Terry started to tear up, and Joe grabbed his buddy and hugged him.  He
could feel Terry trembling some.

"It's okay. I'm here."

Then Terry just started sobbing.  Joe pulled away and looked at Terry again,
then proceeded to kiss him like he never kissed anyone before.  He wanted
all of Terry's face, inside of his mouth, and just taste his lover as much
as he could.  Terry started to feel more secure and let himself go too. He
returned the kisses with passion. The two looked like a sculpture of two
lovers on a rock.  They continued to kiss and caress until they found
themselves in the 69 position, and loving every inch of each other.  It was
the first time that the idea of love entered each other's mind.  Joe knew
right then that he loved Terry.  And Terry was feeling it too.  With that
kind of love, nothing can hurt them.  But it will take a lot of love to face
the dangers that are still yet ahead of them. After they both came into each
other's mouth, they lay on the rock and snuggled. They were content as any
two people could be.