Date: Fri, 11 Dec 1998 14:00:53 PST
From: Corey Phoenix <jayzee711@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Field of Dreams" {ElfFiendX/Jayzee711} ( dream-BB ) [1!]

Age Thing: You must be 18 or older to read this. If you got this far and 
are under age then I'm your this ain't gonna stop you, so enjoy.

Hi All!

My Friend and editor, Elf, decided to try his hand at writing.  He asked
me to edit and post it for him.  If you like it, let him know at
elffiendx@hotmail.com or let me know at jayzee711@hotmail.com and I'll
pass it along to him.  It's his first time, e gentle with him.  Enjoy!
Corey (Jayzee 711)

Codes:  ( Dream-BB )

Age Thing: you must be  18 years  or older to  read  this. If not leave
now.  {If you're  too young, and  got  this  far, I'm  sure nothing will
stop  you  now}  This story  involves sex  between males, if you don't
like  it,  you may  leave. Flamers  will be ignored.  This is my first
story that I've  written,  so  send comments and  suggestions to
ElfFiendx@hotmail.com.

			  "In the Field of Love"
			       by ElfFiendX

     Mikah pulled up his shirt and tied  it into a knot, revealing his
navel, just like girls  do.  Everyone laughed when  he  started wiggling
his hips.  I  just  stared at his hairless  chest and  navel. He was
cute.  Real  cute.
     He was almost 14 years old, 5' 5", had dark  brown, almost black
hair, which he kept  cut  short and his stomach was flat.  Besides the
t-shirt, he was only wearing gym shorts and sneakers. It was  hot that
day; just like it's  been  the  last two weeks; almost 100 degrees out.
     There were 20 of us on the  bus,  ready  to detassel corn.  The
fields were usually  half a mile  long from one end of the field  to
the other, and we had to walk the entire length.
     I continued staring at Micah.  "God, he's  hot," I  thought to
myself.
     "Hey, Jonny," he  whispered huskily to me,  mockingly.
     "Hey, slut," I  replied back.
      We  all started laughing  again, since  Micah was mocking a girl.
     I wanted him, real  bad.  And  I had a plan to get him, too.  I
looked him over  again,  then  closed my  eyes and  went  back to sleep.
     "Wake up, y'all!  We're all  here. First  pull!" Dave  shouted.
We all groaned. I grabbed  my water jug and walked off the bus and
into the field with  Dave, our  crew  coach. Micah  was  right  behind
me.
     "Jon, you got this row, in," Dave pointed at the first row. "And
this row," he pointed ten rows over, "out.  Take your time."  I sighed.
     "Micah, this  row in, this row out, take your time" Dave pointed to
the rows next to mine. "Yes!"  I thought to myself.
      I waited, watching him, since I was a faster puller than he was.
Ten minutes  later,  I went  in,  pulling with both  hands.  I took my
time, like Dave said, and started thinking about what I wanted to do to
him.
      I  wanted to grab him and kiss  his  cocky mouth . . . I wanted
to nibble on  his ears, and  touch his  face . . . I wanted to tickle
him in the soft silk corn hairs that come with the corn.
     Then I  would rip  his clothes off, pin  him  to  the  ground and
whisper  dirty  things in his  ear.  I'd  kiss  him `til he was ready to
drown.  I'd  nibble on his  nipples, taking my time, licking the sweat
off his  body. Then I'd start running my hand  between his butt crack,
playing  with his cherry while running my tongue up and down the inside
of his thighs.
     By now he would be as  hard as a rock. I'd splay his pubic hairs
down, using a lot of saliva . . . And I'd leave that hot piece of corn
between his legs alone.  Licking  his  balls, he'd groan hoarsely.
     "Please, Jon.  Hurry!"
     "Jon!  Hurry it up!"  I snapped into reality as Dave's voice got
back to me. I groaned.  "Damn it!" I thought, and got back to pulling
tassels, getting the suckers and hangers.  But there  was one sucker
that  I wanted and just  couldn't seem to get...  Micah.
     I was starting to feel lonely out in the fields. I heard a grunt,
so I stopped and listened,  It sounded like someone was whacking it in
the next row over. I grinned, and moved through the rows. When I got
close to the sound, I stopped and quietly pushed the corn stalks apart.
      It was Micah!!! . . .


                    "In the Field of Love pt. 2"

     I stared in shock, looking at Micah.  My gods, he was beautiful.  
He groaned again.  His dick was in his hand.  It was at least 6" long, 
and about 2" thick.  And gods,  it was  beautiful.  There was pre-cum 
leaking out of the head,  which was a bright pink. "And they said guys 
didn't look good in pink!" I thought to myself.
     He hadn't seen me yet, so I watched as his hand raced along his 
shaft, with his hips shoving forward to meet his racing hand.  I 
grinned, deciding that I wanted to do a little more then watch and 
positioned myself into a three-point stance, even though I didn't  play 
football.  Then I shoved  forward through the stalks that separated us, 
and slammed myself into his waist.
     I closed my eyes as the pain subsided from my head.  "Jeez, I need 
to remember not to tackle anyone again," I thought  to myself.  And with 
that I  rolled over and pulled  back.
     "Hi," I said.  "I didn't think it'd be that hard" I finished, 
looking at Micah's softening penis, then up into his wide-eyed face with 
a grin."Ha!" he said, still looking like he was in shock.  Man, his lips 
looked great from this view.  I moved up, and shoved my tongue into his 
mouth. "Mmmph" he groaned.
     I pulled, back. "What was that?" I asked. 
     "Nothing," he said. "Go ahead and keep doing what you were doing," 
he finished.
     We continued to kiss and to my surprise, I felt his hand moving 
down the front of my t-shirt, taking time out to rub and squeeze my 
nipples 
through the thin fabric.  Once they were hard, Micah started moving his 
hand lower, rubbing my belly.
     I took this as a good sign and let my hands wander down his back 
and to those two round boy cheeks.  They felt hot to my hands, and I 
couldn't believe that I was finally feeling another boy's ass.  I had 
dreamed of this for a long time, but didn't think it would ever happen.
     Finally, Micah's hands reached my jeans and started squeezing the 
hard 7 inch cock he found there.  He groaned in pleasure as I pulled our 
bodies together, trapping his hand on my dick and his naked body.  He 
was a couple of inches shorter than me, so I was rubbing up against his 
hard, flat stomach.  He broke the kiss.
     "Jonny," he whispered, "you don't know how long I've dreamed of 
this."  
He lowered his eyes shyly.  "I was thinking about you when you . . ."
     "I've wanted this for a long time, too."
     We lowered ourselves to the ground, all thoughts of the corn and 
the other detasselers were gone.  Slowly, I removed his shirt and stared 
at his perfect chest again.  Without the shirt it was even better.  He 
was completely hairless on his chest, with just a light sprinkling of 
hair under his arms.  His nipples were tiny and very erect.  There was 
the first indication of a six-pack forming on his belly.  I was in 
heaven.
     Once he was naked, Micah decided it was his turn and he pulled off 
my shirt.  I could see him admiring my sixteen year old body, which I 
knew was a little better than average.  Like Micah, I didn't have any 
hair on my chest yet, either.  Under my arms, I knew my patch was 
thicker than his, but it wouldn't be for long.  My own nipples were 
still rock hard, about nickel sized, and my six-pack was well formed 
from a couple years of working the fields.
     His hands reached for my belt, and before I knew it, he had my 
pants and shorts off.  My hard 7 inches sprang free and slapped against 
my belly.  Micah rolled over to his side and stared in wonder. 
Tenatively, he reached out and touched it.  I groaned in pleasure.
     Sliding his hand up and down, I couldn't believe the incredible 
feeling shivering through my body.  I thought that my hand had felt good 
on it, but Micah's was even better. 
      He smiled up at me, then lowered his head to my crotch.  There was 
a sudden moist heat surrounding the head of my dick as he took it into 
his mouth and used his tongue to lick around the head, then the piss 
slit to taste the pre-cum.
     Now, I have had my dick sucked before, but it was nothing but a 
fumbling first attempt compared to Micah's talented mouth and tongue. 
"Oh  wow," I groaned.

                         
                "In the Field of love pt III"

    Laying on the ground with my dick in Micah's mouth felt awesome, an 
experience that I'd dreamed about for months. The heat from his body and 
the sweat and cum on our body mixing with the dirt from the  cornfields 
would be an interesting thing to explain to Dave, our crew leader, much 
less why it was taking us so long to get these rows pulled, so I 
reluctantly pushed Micah off of my cock.
    "Stop, Micah,"I groaned, "we have to finish pulling our rows."
He groaned quietly. "Do I have to, Jon?"he asked. "yes." I said... WE 
got up and got dressed. "Besides, you can come home with me, okay?"
"GREAT!" he shouted.
    "Hey!, Hurry it up down there!" Dave shouted. Micah and I looked at 
each other, an uh-oh, we could have been caught look our faces. But 
being typical teenagers, we just shrugged it off. Concentrating on 
detasseling, I quickly got ahead of Micah again, finishing long before 
he did. When I went back down to the next row, I took my time, and let 
Micah catch up with me again. 
    "You need to wait for me," he started in quietly. I just looked at 
him and grinned. "Is that an order your high and mightiniess?" I asked 
him. "yes", was his reply. "And if I don't?" I asked him. "Well...."
Micah jumped through the stalks, breaking some of them off, and tackled 
me, and pinning me to the ground, he stuck his tongue down my throat. I 
moaned, feeling his tongue seeming to reach for my tonsils, and started 
getting horny again. Feeling the sweat on his upper lip and body, and a 
rock underneath my back, I broke the kiss. "Hmm, I'll remember that next 
time." I said, half moan, half growl. "Good!" he gasped. Getting up, I 
pushed him into his own row, "and Stay there!"
    With that I took off down the row. When we got done, Dave sent us 
through different rows so that we weren't next to each other, and we 
spent the rest of the day split up. Towards lunch, Micah grabbed me and 
pulled me into the field, instantly grabbing the front of my pants and 
pulling them down. "Gods, your a horny lil bastard, ain't ya?" He 
nodded, then shoved my dick in his mouth. I moaned, feeling the heat and 
suctioning motion of his mouth, making me hard instantly.
    I slowly started to fuck his face, my dick hitting the back of his 
throat, and started humping him faster and faster, feeling that 
tingling, tickling feeling in my cock as I blew my load down his throat. 
He must of swallowed about 10 loads from me, and not all of it stayed in 
his mouth either. After sucking me dry, he pulled off and said, "best 
damn lunch I ever had." I nodded in agreement, to worn out to say 
anything. "LUNCH BREAKS OVER!!!!" a shout came from Dave. 
We both groaned, got up and went to the bus. 

To Be continued.