Ranch Boy Next Door
 
By: Backwoods Boy
(© 2020 by the author)
Edited by: Brayon

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Chapter 7
New Faces, New Doubts 

"The swimmin' hole we're goin' to is in an old rock quarry. A lot of the ranch boys go there to swim, drink, smoke pot, and fuck. I stick to swimmin' and fuckin'."

"I guess I'll stick to swimming."

"With yer hot body, I'd bet yer gonna be fuckin', too."

"I suppose I'm improving the odds by wearing my thong."

He grinned. "It pays to advertise."

Logan and I were traveling back roads on the way to the quarry. We'd passed several ranches, and Logan pointed out where his friends lived. I expected to meet some of them at the swimming hole, and wondered if that was why I was advertising myself. I was starting to feel like a whore Logan was pimping.

There were a few other pickups and a number of four-wheeler ATVs parked near the quarry entrance. We followed a path around the lower end of a large rock outcropping. The center area had been mined for construction materials, leaving a deep depression which had filled with groundwater. On the near side, the one-acre natural pool was bounded by a rock surface at nearly water level. On the other three sides, vertical basalt faces rose ten to twenty feet above the water forming a man-made crater.

Fed by a subterranean spring, a small trickle of water flowed out where we stood, keeping the water surprisingly clear. The pool was a good twenty feet deep, and you could see all the way to the bottom.

There were a dozen guys already there, some horsing around in the water, others drinking and smoking marijuana on the shore. The sweet smell of burning weed filled the air, along with the voices of Merle Haggard and Toby Keith blasting from a cheap boom box assuring us that "Mama Tried". The song seemed to be a personal message from them to me.

Logan waved to a group of three high-school-age boys swimming near the shore. They climbed out as we approached. Logan made the introductions.

"Toby, these are my friends Cory, Austin and Andy. Cory's my age, and Austin and Andy are sixteen. We go to school together. Guys, this is fifteen-year-old Toby, my new neighbor and part-time ranch hand. He's gonna be a sophomore this fall, so yer gonna be seein' him at school."

Austin and Andy were twins. Cory was an athletic stud. They all shook my hand and welcomed me. All of them were bigger than me. I felt like the city runt among the country hunks.

Cory grinned at me. "We're glad to meet ya, Toby. Logan told us about ya, and his description of yer hot body was spot on. We know he's makin' good use of it. He's not one to let a hot body go to waste." That drew laughter from the others.

Logan pretended annoyance "Hey, don't spoil my pure and saintly image."

Andy snorted. "Don't try to bullshit us. Yer pure and saintly image didn't make it past seventh grade."

We were all grinning and laughing at the exchange. This was clearly a group of good friends, and they were making me comfortable by including me in the camaraderie.

Cory returned his attention to me. "Ya ready for a swim, Toby?"

"I've been ready since Logan told me about this place." The friendly atmosphere removed my discomfort about advertising myself. I took off my cargo shorts and tossed them onto the group clothing pile. The wolf whistles and cheers got everyone's attention.

Cory was on it. "Nice swimwear, Toby! And easily removable for fuckin'. Yer gonna fit in real well with this group. I hope Logan's willin' to share."

I was getting into the swing of things. "Logan don't have no say about that."

That drew a friendly slap on the side of the head from Logan and a howl of laughter from the others. I was bonding more rapidly than I would have thought possible.

The diving platform was a flat rock six feet above the water. Logan dived in, and I was right behind him. As opposed to the swimming hole in the creek, this water was comfortably warm. I swam out to the middle and looked around. It was a perfect setting for a casual country Sunday afternoon. Warm sun, gentle breeze, friendly country boys - the kind of place where good memories are made.

I felt the snaps pop on my thong straps. Austin surfaced about ten feet away, a grin on his face and my swimwear in his raised hand.

"Toby's gonna do a little unplanned skinny dippin', guys." He swam to the edge of the pool and tossed my thong onto the clothing pile. I would have bet money that Logan put him up to removing it. They were all waiting to give me more shit if I went to get it. That wasn't going to happen.

I swam to the shore and got out. Instead of retrieving my thong, I climbed back onto the diving rock and stretched slowly and sensually. If I was going to advertise my hot body, I was going to do it right. When I had enough attention, I smiled at Austin, gave him the finger, and dived back in.

I surfaced to a chorus of cheers and shouts of encouragement.

Austin was grinning at me. "Yeah, yer gonna fit in just fine." I'd aced the test.

************

As I climbed out of the water to dive in again, a smiling red-headed kid in grade-school gym shorts approached me.

"Hey, Toby. Do ya wanna dive from higher up?"

I grinned at him. "Sure!"

"My name's Rusty. Follow me."

A year younger and a couple inches shorter than me, Rusty was a wiry athletic kid who radiated youthful enthusiasm and an adventurous devil-may-care attitude. He quickly led me around to the side of the outcropping opposite from the road. Following natural steps formed by basalt columns, we climbed to twelve feet above the water. Rusty dived in and I followed. We surfaced, grinning happily at each other.

"That was awesome! Let's do it again."

"Do ya wanna do it from a little higher?"

"Sure!"

This time we went further along the rim to the highest point. The drop was twenty feet there. Rusty did a back dive. I hesitated. The height was intimidating. Logan and his friends were sitting on the other side of the swimming hole watching me. Rusty was watching from below.

"Go ahead, Toby. I'm waitin' for ya."

The peer pressure was effective. I did a back dive with a half twist, slicing neatly into the water. I surfaced to cheers from nearly everyone.

Rusty swam over to me. "That was awesome. Are ya still havin' fun?"

"Oh yeah! That's a great place to dive from, but it's different than a diving board. And it's higher than I'm used to."

Rusty playfully pushed me under the water. Some friendly wrestling and groping followed, and I ended up with a woodie. I didn't want to get out of the water that way.

I grinned sheepishly. "I gotta swim around for a while until my boner goes down."

"Don't worry about it. Boners happen all the time here. We'll get out and go around the outside again. There's somethin' else I wanna show ya."

Rusty led me around to the other end of the outcropping. On the way, he told me about the history of the quarry and the pool. The rock had been used to build foundations and farm buildings in the area. After the quarry was abandoned, it slowly filled with water. Now it was a great informal recreation spot.

On the back end of the formation, the grass was kept green by water seeping through cracks in the basalt. Rusty took off his shorts and sat down on the grass. Pulling me down beside him, he pushed me onto my back and straddled me. Grinning playfully, he pinned my arms down and ground his warm crotch suggestively against my trapped boner. I grinned back. Two could play that game.

With a mischievous glint in my eyes, I wrestled Rusty over onto his back. As he squealed with delight, I pinned his wrists next to his head and dropped down on top of him. Giggling and laughing, he squirmed under me as I slid my boner up and down against his. I looked for clues as to how far he wanted to go with this. His teasing brown eyes and eager grin told me what I wanted to know.

I grinned back. "If you wanna go all the way, we're gonna need some lube."

Rusty stopped struggling and turned his head to one side. "Look under that rock."

A few feet away, I found a couple tubes of lubricant stuffed under a chunk of basalt. I had no doubt that Logan's fingerprints were on at least one of them.

Rusty and I shared boyish grins as I knelt between his legs greasing my pole, two horny country boys having a good time on a summer afternoon. Leaning over, I did what I'd watched Logan do many times.

Rusty gasped with excitement as I penetrated him. Grasping my forearms tightly, he shivered with eager anticipation as I slowly slid my seven inches all the way in.

I began to move inside him, feeling pleasure I'd never imagined possible. As I enjoyed the new sensations, I realized this was how Logan felt when we were having sex. I experimented with changing my rhythm, settling in to one that would give me time to enjoy myself.

Lost in the experience, time and space disappeared. Eyes closed, I knew only what was happening to me inside Rusty. I didn't try to prolong it by edging - I just pushed slowly towards the goal, letting the sexual excitement gradually grow. Suddenly, there was no turning back.

With a grunt of animal satisfaction, I surrendered my body to the pressure inside me. Time seemed to stand still as I shot burst after burst of boy juice deep into Rusty. Collapsing on top of him, my heart pounding, gasping for breath, perspiration dripping from my body, I now understood how Logan felt when he finished with me.

Leaning up on my forearms, I looked down into a grinning face. "That was fucking awesome, Rusty! I'm sorry I didn't make you cum."

"It's okay. I liked how ya felt inside me, and I had fun watchin' ya enjoy yerself. Was this yer first time on top?"

I admitted it. "Yeah, it was." I pulled out and sat back on my heels.

He smiled happily. "This was my first time havin' real sex. I'm glad we could share the experience."

I was surprised. "Why did you decide to do it with me?"

Rusty grinned. "I like yer attitude. When ya gave Austin the finger and stayed naked, I knew you were gonna be fun to do it with."

So, Rusty was more interested in my attitude than my hot body. I was more than just a good fuck. I leaned over on my hands and looked into his eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me it was your first time?"

His grin grew broader. "I didn't want ya to know. I wanted it to happen naturally for both of us. I wanted it to be more than one of those cowboys scorin' on me." Like Logan scored on me, I thought.

I leaned further and kissed him gently on the lips. It was like I'd flipped a switch. He grabbed my head and pulled me close, kissing me with an intensity I'd never experienced with Logan. I dropped down on top of him, grinding my abs against his throbbing boner, kissing him with equal enthusiasm. We both knew what was going to happen next.

He rolled me over onto my back. "Where's the lube?"

I handed it to him with a grin. Up on his knees, he quickly lubed himself and bent over me. He knew what to do, and did it without hesitation. With a thrust of his hips he was inside me and sliding quickly all the way in. He leaned down and kissed me again while he experimentally slid his pole in and out a few times.

Then Rusty had fun. He approached fucking the same way he approached diving and probably everything he did - without hesitation and with no inhibitions. For several minutes, he alternately kissed me passionately and pounded me hard. He spent longer at it than I would have expected for his first time. Finally, completely out of control, he went over the edge, howling with pleasure as he released his load inside me. His body dropped like a rock onto mine, his head on my shoulder and his heart pounding against my chest.

He lay on top of me for a long time, breathing heavily but otherwise motionless, as I gently stroked his back and ran my fingers through his unruly red hair. As his pulse slowed, his heartbeat synchronized with mine, two hearts beating as one.

"Oh, fuck!" I could barely hear his voice.

I laughed. "I think you liked that."

He leaned up on his elbows and grinned down at me. "It was wild! It was awesome! It was the most amazing thing ever!"

He leaned down and kissed me gently. "Thanks for lettin' me have a turn."

I smiled. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

He seemed deep in thought. "Are ya gonna be Logan's new boyfriend?"

"I don't know yet." New boyfriend. I suddenly wondered who his old boyfriend was.

"I think ya will 'cuz he told us last week what a hot fuck ya are." He touched my face affectionately. "I hope it works out for ya. If so, I wanna be yer friend. If not, maybe we can be more than friends."

I smiled at him and ran my fingers through his hair. "Thanks, Rusty. I wanna be your friend too, whatever happens between Logan and me."

Rusty stood up and helped me to my feet. After he put on his shorts and I put the lube back, we slowly returned the way we'd come. I asked about his life in the country. I learned that he lived about a mile from me, and his parents owned the ranch that bordered our five-acre lot. He wanted to know about my life in the city, so I told him about my experiences there and about how happy I was to be living in the country now.

"Wanna climb up and dive in again?" Rusty suggested.

I grinned. "Sure. It'll make it less obvious what we've been doing."

We dived from the twelve-foot level and swam to the shoreline.

"Thanks for the fun, Rusty. I appreciate you showing me around."

"I was glad to do it, Toby. I hope to see ya again soon."

************

Logan called out to me. "Hey, Toby, I've been lookin' for ya. Are ya ready to go?"

"Yeah, I'm ready if you are." I climbed out and joined him and his friends.

Logan was suggesting another activity. "I think we oughta have a poker game tonight. You guys need another chance to get to know Toby since he disappeared on us here."

Andy wasn't sure. "Remember, we all gotta work tomorrow."

Cory was up for the game. "Let's meet at Logan's place at seven thirty. We'll only play for an hour and a half tonight. Is everybody in?" We all nodded our heads.

Austin put a friendly hand on my shoulder. "So, I guess we're gonna initiate Toby into the ranch boy club?"

Logan grinned. "Yeah, that's the plan, but he don't know about ranch boy poker so you guys gotta go easy on him."

Austin's hand moved down to grope my ass. "Nope, we gotta break him in right. We like the outside, but we gotta find out what he's like on the inside."

I put on my shorts and stowed the thong in my pocket, wondering what I was getting into. I wasn't going to back out because it sounded like another test I wanted to pass.

As we started to leave, I turned back, looking for Rusty. He was sitting on a rock at the high diving spot on the rim, watching me. He grinned and waved - and I could have sworn he blew me a kiss. I waved back, and suddenly wanted to take him home with me.

Logan and I walked to the parking area with his friends. I was laughing and joking right along with the rest of them. They were an easy group to bond with.

Logan pulled out of the parking area. "You and Rusty were gone quite a while."

"Yeah, he was telling me about the history of the quarry."

"That shit-eatin' grin on yer face says you were doin' a lot more."

"Yeah, we were."

Logan grinned. "Did he know where to find the lube?"

"Yeah."

"Did he let ya top him?"

"Yeah."

"Yer not gonna tell me about it, are ya?"

"Nope."

He grinned again. "I'll get it outa ya eventually. I'm glad ya had fun. Rusty's a nice kid."

He drove in silence for a while.

"It was his first time, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, it was."

"I thought so. He's been holdin' out on all of us. Ya oughta be proud of yerself for gettin' inside him first."

I looked out the window, watching the open country go by. That's what it was all about. A game of getting inside first. And what happened after that? I had a lot to think about.

To be continued...

Posted: 10/02/2020