Oldest Gay Farm Sex Stories - Page 5

I had gotten a job loading hay for one of the biggest hay producers in the county and was very glad to get it. For a kid going on fifteen, it was a lot of money, although the work was hard and the temperature in Texas in the summer is very hot. Shortly before school was out, I had made friends with a guy name Bill.
3.8 2504 words 11 mins

I had just graduated High School in June and had been working horses for a friend of my dad most of the summer. I was making $75. 00 a week, which was big money for a summer job in the late 60's, most boys my age were making about $50. 00 a week. I guess I was small for my age at five foot five inches tall and about 120 if I was soaking wet, wearing boots, and coveralls with a barn coat.
4 4183 words 19 mins

I wanted some experiences. And experiences is what I got, though not what I was expecting. The farmer only hired me because I completed a bible passage he quoted. I took the job because of the the farmer's stepson. He was 18 years old and had a thin frame that had that adolescent gangliness and a handsome face with full, wide and pouty lips. I was extremely sexually attracted to him.
4 1824 words 8 mins

I had admired his unassuming manner and unhurried competence from the very first, and I had doubtlessly sent signals in spite of myself. I never deliberately let on that my eager obedience was any more than that of a ranch hand toward the young son of the ranch owner. It just seemed natural to call him Sir even though I was more than twice his age. We all said Sir to him.
3.9 1155 words 5 mins domination

It was a couple of October's ago, I had been vacationing in the mountains and had been to town that evening. I stopped into the local bar that advertised naked dancer's on the front neon sign. One of the gals was a hot little redhead number that kept crouching in front of me and showing me her red pubes and her snapper. She wanted the fuck for bucks and I said no as I left the place.
3.3 835 words 4 mins masturbation

It involves a distant cousin, (or something like that, I'm not certain if there is any relation at all). He is a foster brother of my mom's sister's daughter. That is to say, one of my aunts gave a daughter up for adoption and Troy was the son of the adoptive parents. He was also the boyfriend of my cousin Christina.
3.3 1423 words 6 mins

My older brother joined me under the bed clothes and then arranged my skinny body to his satisfaction. I felt his massive organ slide between the cheeks of my arse, until it pressed against my brown hole. I bit my lip while his fleshy monster penetrated the hot, tight tunnel.
3.8 2466 words 11 mins

Warm and comfortable under the down, I stretched deeply, and felt my leg slide against yours, getting tickled by the dense, soft hair that covers them. I turned to look at you, watching you lying there in the first rays of light that came gleaming through the window of our tent.
3.7 879 words 4 mins relationship

No breath of air moved in the oppressive heat. Everything shimmered in the haze. Now and again a swirl of dust would roll and eddy in a curious mini whirlwind motion, but it never seemed to reach you for even that choking dust would be most a most welcome relief from the oppressive heat.
3.8 3154 words 14 mins

My dad, David's brother, did his best to keep us all in touch with each other so that we wouldn't become too removed from being a family. It was only David and my dad. We had no grandparents living, and mom had moved away to pursue a career in another state. So, it had been just my dad and me for many years. Cousin Andy and I were about a year apart in age, me being the oldest.
4.1 2323 words 10 mins first time