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Related article: Date: Sun, 24 Mar 2002 01:30:12 -0800 (PST) From: Dick Cannon Subject: Baling Hay - Part 4Baling Hay - Chapter 4(Usual disclaimer applies) This is a work of fiction.by Dick Cannon (dickcannontnyahoo.com) Over the next few weeks, Mr. Ledbetter really put Mike and I through the ringer - and not always in a good way. After we finished the hay, Bill liked having us around and kept us doing odd jobs on the farm. And then of course, periodically, we'd go off to the swimming hole and spend the late afternoon, skinny-dipping in the pool which led to other post-work activities. We were fucking constantly it seemed. And if it didn't involve Bill and Andy, Mike and I were practicing in the privacy of our bedroom after Dad had slipped off to bed. The work and the sun were doing wonders for our young bodies. We were tightening up and getting darker with each passing day. And amazingly enough, even after all the sex I was having, it seemed I walked around with a constant hard-on, waiting for the next opportunity. Andy's initial reluctance to admit to being a cocksucker faded. He was ravenous for dick, any way he could get it. But he was especially hot for Mike's. A few days, instead of breaking for lunch, they broke for a hot fuck, away from Bill and I. Of course, they thought they were being sneaky but we knew what they were up to. We could tiptoe up on them in the barn and find Andy spreadeagled in the barn loft and Mike's thick pecker driving relentlessly into Andy's exposed pucker, working up a sweat. And while Andy and Mike were fucking in the loft, Bill eased down the zipper on his jeans, unloading his rockhard manmeat and offering it to my waiting mouth. I'd suck him off with pleasure while we could hear the sounds of Mike unloading his cream in Andy's ass. On those days, I settled for a protein lunch when Bill popped off his geyser-load of cum down my throat. And over the course of those weeks, Mike and I were in the best of spirits. Naturally, Dad noticed how chummy Mike and I had become. On Saturdays, we helped Dad around the house, always cheerfully. And Dad commented on how well hard work was looking on us. And I was looking at Dad in a brand-new light. I was starting to notice how sexy Dad was. Barrel-chested, thick arms, powerful legs, a goatee that I was beginning to imagine brushing down my back and into the crack of my smooth boyass. But Dad had been especially modest around the house, always at least in a t-shirt and boxers. So I could only imagine what was hidden behind the cotton. One night, after I had fucked Mike, we were back in our respective beds, I asked Mike about Dad. "Do you think Dad has sex?" "Hell, no. Who would he ever have sex with? He's with us most of the time and when he's not, he's at work." "Do you think Dad would ever mess around with guys?" "Our dad? You've gotta be kidding me? He's so straight-laced. He'd never." "Yeah, I guess you're right." So with that, I sort of pushed that idea out of my head. But I still got hot and hard thinking about my dad. I had noticed that Andy's brother, Clark, was often absent from the Ledbetter home. Andy told me that Clark worked third-shift at a factory in town to save up money to go back to school this fall. So usually he was sleeping while we were out working, and I only caught glimpses of him in the afternoon as he walked across the Ledbetter lawn to drive away. He was tall like Andy, but was much more muscular. Apparently he had put his time in on the farm many summers. His brown hair was trimmed very very short, but he usually wore a Pedoclub Illegal Cp baseball cap pulled down over his eyes. One afternoon, it started to rain. First small little drops, but the clouds rolled in and the bottom fell out. The four of us, who had been working out in the field again, made a dash for the barn. Most summer showers like that usually only last for a few minutes, so we watched but the rain began to fall faster and harder. We knew that this one would last for a while. "Well, damn," Bill said. "This is a wasted day. But I guess it doesn't have to be entirely wasted." Bill started to undress there in the hall way of the barn. The doors were open at either end and the cool breeze channeled through. When he was completely undressed, except for his work boots, Bill fished a bar of soap out of a bucket on the wall and stepped to the rear of the barn. Mike and I just looked at each other, like he had lost his mind. We expected sex. We followed to see where he was going. The door was open on a small shed attached to the side of the barn. We followed him in there. The side were semi-open so that we could still see and smell the rain coming down. There was a small hole in the ceiling where a downspout was attached to the roof. Rain rolled in through the hole and it should have been emptying in to a metal drum, but Bill had moved it and was soaping himself under the rainwater. Actually, he was soaping his cock which had risen up to meet his navel. "Somebody need their back washed?" he asked, rainwater running in small streams through the dense forest of hair on his chest, stomach and crotch, dripping off his full and hairy nutsack. Mike was already naked and hard, and was joining Bill under the improvised shower, slipping a finger between Bill's ample asscheeks. "Don't use your finger, boy. Use your tongue." Bill leaned over, placing both hands against the wall and thrust his ass out under the stream of water. Mike eased his nose into the crack and sucked at the water trickling down across his back and asshole. "Put your dick in me, Mike!" Bill bellowed. "Shove it in hard! Mike rose and plunged the shiny knob and the veiny shaft of his prick straight into Bill's ass. "Oh fuck yeah! Tear that man ass up good." I had been standing by watching, stroking my own pecker. But my mouth was watering at the drop of precum that was at the tip of Bill's meaty cock. So I kneeled in front of him and engulfed it, flicking my tongue against the pisshole, savoring the salty sweetness of his oozing fluid. Andy positioned himself behind Mike. Through the pairs of legs and behind the swinging nuts, I saw Andy push himself into Mike's ass. Mike tossed his head back as Andy's long and slender meat flowed gently into his tight anus. Outside the thunder boomed and lightning flashed across the gray sky, and rain continued to hammer the tin roof of the shed. Bill's hands were tangled in my wet hair, and he moaned with each thrust of the two boys behind him. And each thrust forced more and more liquid out of his cock and on to my tongue. I took the soap from Bill's hand and lubed up my own throbbing prick. I moved off Bill's pulsing dick and moved up between the pairs of legs, leaning my head back to flick the tip of my tongue against Mike's driving shaft. I could taste sweat and rain and the sweet funk of Bill's ass, Mike pulled the knob out of Bill's ass and drove it into my mouth for a few quick strokes before resuming his fuck. Then I moved on through and did the same for Andy. "Holy fuck, bro," Mike screamed. "What are you doing down there?" I continued to lap at his asshole while Andy long-cocked him. "Hey Danny," Bill said, "why don't you get back up and suck on my cock until I cum? I'm getting pretty close." I was more than happy to put it back in my mouth. He was fucking my face pretty good, moaning and groaning while he did. I was ready for him to spray my tonsils with his hot man cream. And spray he did. "Awwwwww! Fuck yeah, Danny! Here it cums boy!" I pulled off because I wanted to feel it shoot across my Pedoclub Illegal Cp lips but the first shot went across my Pedoclub Illegal Cp cheek. I put my mouth back on it in time for the second shot. It was warm and sweet, just like I knew it would be. The third and fourth shot landed just behind it, coating my throat with its sweetness. Just then, Mike pulled out of Bill's ass and shot between his legs, aiming for my chest. Shot after shot of my brother's jism splattered across my nipples. Apparently when Mike went off it was enough to bring Andy off too. He pulled out and started to shoot his thick load across Mike's gaping bunghole, ass and thighs. While the other guys caught their breath, that's when I saw the shadow in the door of the shed, silhouetted against the dark sky and the rain. "Hey Dad. I wondered where you guys were."
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