Farm Boys, Part 08

Part 08 - My Two Lovers 

Shawn 

The week went by smoothly and my school break was about over. I would be returning to the routine of school as well as helping do the chores and work around the farm. Thank the wise choice of my father for choosing Shawn as our farm hand and helper. There was no question that we had become very close and had an exciting sexual contact each day. 

My father was amazed that I was so willing to help Shawn when he had to go to the back field to repair a fence, or pull an old rooted tree from the ground to make way for more farming land. It was an excuse for Shawn and I to be alone. We would always find some clump of bushes, a private gulley out of sight of anyone, a small-unobstructed cave near a cliff to make love and have sex. It seemed like the two of us were at it all the time. He could cum many times and was just as horny as I was in my present teenage youth. I think he was making up for lost time since he left Dublin Ireland. He told me he and his older brother played around a wee bit when they were lads, but it wasn’t anything like the two of us. I felt a very strong feeling for this man and hoped he felt the same for me. 
Our special place was at a fresh watering hole down by the creek that ran thru our back acreage. We would always swim naked and ended up on the bank having sex. I finally got him to fuck me. That was a day we both would not forget. We had had a hard day and when we finally finished fixing some fence and posting some ‘No Hunting’ signs on the property line, we went for our normal swim. Only this day would be different in more ways than one. 

Shawn and I had played around in the water for a short time and then lay upon the bank of the creek on our favorite grassy knoll. I had brought some oil with me this time to massage his sore muscles with the idea of getting him aroused enough to fuck me. We had never attempted anything like this before and for some reason it had never even come up. I started to rub his body and as he turned over, I oiled down his dick as well. He thought I was just going to give him a hand job like I had done a few times before, but while he had his eyes closed, I had lubricated my asshole real well and I was going to straddle his body and sit on his hard cock.

Shawn’s cock was a good fuckable size for my ass. He was uncircumcised like most European men, with a nice bulb shaped cockhead and a very thick shaft. I loved the way the hair formed around his pubic area and covered his big low hanging balls. He was hairier than most of the boys/men I had messed around with. I guess that was the part I liked best. His body hair was mainly on his chest and down to his cock, but the formation and length on him was so perfect. I would sometimes brush it with my hands or the small soft bristle brush he kept in his drawer. 

I looked up into his face as he rested still anticipating to be jacked off. I made my first move, straddled his body, and directed his cock head into my well-lubricated ass hole. The minute his cockhead touched the warm pink sphincter of my asshole, he realized what I was doing. He opened his eyes and gave me a startled look. 
“Me lad? What are ye doing? Ya gonna try to engulf me manhood into ye precious rose bud?” he said in his Irish brogue. 

“Have ye thought of the consequences ye are about to partake? Once I get me shaft in ye tight rose bud, I could just turn into a wild man. I may just abuse ye rose petals. I have never plugged the rose bud of a lad before, yet the desire had crossed me mind. Have ye been de-flowered before, me lad?” Shawn asked.

“I am wanting to take your manhood into my love garden but I must tell you, it has been visited before. I have been de-flowered.” I said with a smile on my face. 

There was a short lull of silence, and then Shawn quickly followed with. 

“Good. I like my flowers to be seasoned before I plant my seeds into ye garden. Now let me sit back while ye once again surprise me with your hidden talents. It is yours to plant in ye garden.” 
I laughed inside by the way Shawn phrased our next step of lovemaking. 

Why didn’t he just say, “ Oh yeah, baby. Take that cock up ye ass and let me breed ye.” But I realized that was just the way he talked. He was a romantic, even as we sucked in every place, and in every position we could think of. Now we were going to fuck, and he still made it sound romantic. He was such a character. Couldn’t help but love the guy. 

Now we got serious as he put his hands behind his head and looked into my eyes as I directed his cock slowly into the depths of my rectum. I hadn’t been fucked for several weeks now. Not since the last time we took our truck into the garage to be fixed. I was lucky to have some time away from dad. George, the garage mechanic, motioned me to follow him to the back storage room of the garage; he locked the doors, quickly bent me over the 50-gallon oilcan and fucked the hell out of me. He was so passionate and rough that day, that I knew he hadn’t had a piece of ass for some time. But I remembered from other sessions that he was always rough with me, but I liked it that way with him. 

He was such a hot dude. Most of the women in town were panting over his hot body. I think it was that sexy shaved baldhead, and that big bulge he projected, even in his tight coveralls that got them horny for him. I knew most of them would be so envious of me, if they knew I was getting this straight stud’s dick up my boy pussy. 

He hardly gave me a chance to pull down my jeans, when he was spitting on his cock and was quickly shoving it in my asshole. Boy, did I feel him that day. I even gave out a whimper when he entered me so roughly. After I got used to his large cock in me, I always enjoyed it. When he came in my ass, he hit my prostate and I shot all over the oil can. My sperm shot out of my dick, ran down the side and onto the floor. I often wondered if anyone ever noticed the cum stains on the oilcan and on the floor. He never said anything to me before the fuck, but afterwards, he leaned over to kiss the back of my neck and said. 

“Hi Clint. I sure needed that. Your dad’s truck is probably fixed by now, but I told his mechanic to tell him he should bring it back in again next week for an oil change. I want you to come without him if you can arrange it and we can go next door to the motel for a good fuck. Okay? Now get your sweet ass out of here before your dad wonders where you are.” He said as he slipped twenty dollars into my pocket and patted my ass as I left the storage room. 

Now I was ready to take my man Shawn, and I think we were both in for a treat. His large cock took a bit to open me up, but once it popped into my opening, I engulfed the whole eight inches, right down to his balls. He gave out a gasp as he lay on his back, and I slowly moved up and down on his cock.

Oh, man. It felt so good. I was so glad he wasn’t upset about me getting fucked by other dudes. Perhaps he was glad I wasn’t cherry. I know most men would rather have a woman that was not a virgin, even though they don’t always admit it. Yet they always want the woman they are about to marry, to be a virgin. Go figure. I think it is because they want to break them in to think they are the best fucker in the world. How else would they know, if they were still virgin? 

Shawn was expressing his delightful fuck with a moan and a groan. He placed his hands on Clint’s hips and lifted him up and down on his hard shaft. He was in ecstasy and knew he would cum with a few more entries, but he decided he wanted more control over his movements. He told Clint to turn over slowly and get on his back. Soon they had switched positions and now this hunk had his sweet young boy in a position where he could look into his face as he made love to him and planted his seed deep into Clint’s sweet ass. 
Shawn had never fucked a lad’s ass, or anyone else’s ass, not even the women he had fucked. This was more exciting and tighter than any cunt he had ever experienced. Clint’s ass seemed to have muscle control and would squeeze Shawn’s cock as he moved in and out. It felt so great that he wanted it to last forever, but that was not going to happen. Shawn could not hold back his orgasm any longer and looking down into Clint’s loving face, sent him over the edge. 
He pumped harder and harder with every thrust. He first feared he would harm Clint, but the rougher he got with Clint, the more he seemed to moan out and say how much he wanted Shawn to fuck him. And fuck him he did. He held Clint’s legs up into the air like a wishbone while he used Clint. He was about to release his hot Irish cum deep into Clint’s ass. 

“Ohhh, my wild Irish rose. You are the best. I didn’t realize sex could be so fantastic. Lad, I am about to cum. Oh yeah. I am planting my seed in your garden and it is great…Oh fuck. I’m cumming.” Shawn let out a sigh of pleasure as he deposited his load deep into Clint’s warm ass. 

Suddenly Shawn was aware of the sweet juices of Clint’s cock shooting into the air and landing on Clint’s chest and face. It was as if Shawn’s cum had gone into Clint’s ass, and out the other side. Clint and Shawn were climaxing at the same time. The timing was perfect. 

Shawn moaned out at the new pleasure he had experienced with his farm boy lover. His body twitched uncontrollably several times more as the sensitivity of his cockhead was engulfed by the tightness of Clint’s asshole. Shawn gasped one more time, and then fell forward, and lay over Clint’s moist body, now covered with body sweat and love deposit of boy ejaculation. It was good sex and now they had to compose themselves from their passionate lovemaking. 

Shawn was first to slowly withdraw his semi-soft cock from Clint’s moist cum filled love canal. Then as Shawn stood he offered his hand to Clint, and pulled him to a standing position. Their eyes met and a kiss was returned. Clint slowly kissed Shawn’s strong thick neck and continued down his pecs, to his nipples, down his abs and to the sensitive cockhead of his man. He slowly dropped to his knees in the dirt, and sucked in the soft cock, taking it all the way down his throat. Shawn was taken in by the sudden love making of his boy. Shawn could not resist the expert cocksucking of Clint and soon he was hard and ready to shoot another load of cum into Clint’s mouth and down his gullet. There was no question in Shawn’s mind that this boy was already an expert in lovemaking and sex. He thought to himself how lucky he was to be with Clint and realized he was falling in love with the boy.

Both Clint and Shawn jumped back into the cool stream to wash off once more before returning to the farmhouse and barn. It had been a productive day and a good day of sex. What a way to spend one’s workday and both hoped it would never come to an end.