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

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Chapter 27
Teamwork 

The alarm woke me at five o'clock. I really didn't want to get up, but I had a job to do. After a quick breakfast on my own, I was off to Rusty's for another morning of truck driving.

On the way over, I replayed Wednesday afternoon and evening. I was hooked on Shago. I wanted to see him again. I tried to compare Shago and Rusty. Rough versus tender. Both were very good. And I'd have to tell Rusty about Shago soon. I didn't know how he'd take it. We had an open relationship, but I was pushing the parameters.

Returning home after lunch with the harvest crew, I walked up to the building site. Mason Construction had been there in the morning, and the holes were dug. They'd be back the next morning to start setting posts. I had an afternoon with nothing to do. I decided I needed a trip to the rock quarry to swim.

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There was no one at the rock quarry. I'd forgotten that most of my friends were working all afternoon and into the evening. I felt like a slacker.

Diving into the pool, I did several laps from front to back. Then I climbed onto the diving rock, spread out my towel, and lay down naked in the late afternoon sun. Those tan lines needed more work. I promptly fell asleep.

The next thing I was aware of was nearby voices. I sat up and reached for my shorts, but it was too late. Fortunately, it was only Coach, his husband James, and Jason, but I was still embarrassed.

Coach smiled at my discomfort. "Hey, Toby, good to see you. Don't worry about dressing. You're among friends."

I stood up and tried to pretend that standing around naked was a regular habit. I'd become comfortable doing that with my peers, but it was a little different when two school teachers were present. On the other hand, two hot teachers in revealing speedos seemed more like peers, in a way.

Jason gave me a hug and a brotherly kiss. "I'm glad yer here. I thought you'd be workin' like everyone else."

I hugged him back and gave him a kiss on his forehead. "With our fence repair done, I didn't have anything to do this afternoon. And the barn construction doesn't start until tomorrow."

I remembered some appreciation I needed to express. "Coach, I wanna thank both you and James for the shirts you had made for the ranch boy club. Those were perfect. They express exactly what we wanna be."

James responded. "That was Tom's creation. He did a good job."

Coach had his own input. "James is too modest. He came up with the motto. In any event, we were happy to do that, and we're glad you guys are enjoying them. And the volleyball shorts are on the way."

I smiled as I watched Jason go off to do some diving and swimming. "It seems strange. One day, Jace is my employee, the next he's my playmate."

James smiled. "Be assured that he's enjoying both roles very much. Especially when you combine the two."

I looked quickly at James, but his face revealed nothing.

Coach turned the conversation to the day before. "I saw you yesterday in a ranch supply truck in front of your house. The driver was getting into the truck, which seemed to be loaded with fencing material. That must be for the next phase of your project."

I grinned. "I remember when you went by. Yeah, that was the fence material delivery."

Coach was silent for a few moments, and I knew there was more. "James and I drove by again during the evening. You were walking out of the basement door dressed a lot like you are now." He grinned at me. "It seems nudity is becoming a habit."

I was getting nervous. I managed a weak grin. "Yeah, you saw correctly. Like today, I didn't think anybody would be around." I tried a little joke. "Maybe I'm a closet exhibitionist."

Coach and James chuckled at my feeble joke, and Coach continued. "I recall that someone was with you. I may be wrong, but he looked like the truck driver from earlier in the day."

I knew I was turning red with embarrassment. I quickly decided to be honest with Coach and James. I knew I could trust them.

"Yeah, it was the same guy. He hung around for a while."

Coach grinned at me. "I'm not really trying to put you on the spot, Toby, but I thought you should consider that this is a small community, people see things, and they are inclined to gossip."

I breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks, Coach. That's good advice, although I still think I'll be skinny-dipping here."

"I don't see any problem with what you guys do here. It's a place to let your hair down and have some fun."

We were all silent for a few moments. I was lost in thought about who else might have seen me with Shago.

Coach spoke again. "Did you have a good time?"

I looked at him quickly. There was a sly grin on his face and a twinkle in his eyes. James was grinning broadly. The cat was definitely out of the bag.

"Well, yes, I did have a good time." I managed another weak grin. "A very good time, to be truthful. But you need to understand that there was no abuse and that I was a willing participant. Very willing. It was my idea to do it in my room. My parents have made it clear that it's my room, and I can have my friends there whenever I want. There's sort of a 'don't ask, don't tell' policy as to what goes on." I paused and grinned. "It just happens that Shago is a very recent friend."

I realized immediately that I'd given my companion a name. Oh, well.

Coach was chuckling again. "I'm glad you had a good time. You may be stretching the rules, but I leave that to your conscience. Are you going to tell your parents about Shago, though? That he's a friend?"

I hadn't thought about that, but it was brilliant. "Yes, I am. Shago was very friendly. He taught me about truck-mounted forklifts, and told me some things about himself. And he gave me his BW Ranch Store cap. I'm gonna tell my parents about that. Beyond that, I'm stickin' to the 'don't ask, don't tell' policy."

Coach let me off the hook. "That's what I'd have done at your age. Your relationship with your parents is your business. And you should understand that this conversation and what we observed will go no further."

I breathed another sigh of relief. "Thanks a lot, Coach. I won't say I wouldn't do that again, but I will be more discreet."

James spoke up. "Toby, you have to realize that Tom and I were both young once, too. As Tom can tell you, I was a little hellion when I was a teenager. When I was fifteen, I slept with a guy who was in his thirties. Several times, in fact, and very willingly. But try not to follow my example completely. He turned into a stalker, and became a serious problem."

Coach had a final question. "Oh, by the way, Toby. Did Shago call you 'Nuka'?"

I gave him a puzzled look. "How did you know that?"

Coach grinned broadly. "Because that's what I call him. I know Shago quite well. He's my younger brother."

A slow smile spread across my face. "You've been leading me on for this entire conversation. You knew all the time."

Both Coach and James were grinning at me now. Coach replied. "Yes, and now we know that you're about the most honest fifteen-year-old in the world. And for your information, Shago had a very good time, too."

I was surprised. "He told you? Everything?"

James responded with a smile. "Not everything. Only enough for Tom and me to know that the evening was quite enjoyable for both of you. You need to understand, our family is very open about sex. There aren't many secrets."

Jason climbed out of the pool. "Dads, Toby's naked. Can I do that too?"

James responded with a grin. "Go for it, Jace. You can have more fun naked."

Jason grinned happily as he stripped off his speedo. "Thanks, Dad James! Toby, will ya come dive with me?"

I grinned at him. "Sure! Wanna go up to the top and dive from there?"

"Yeah!"

Coach had made some very good points that I needed to consider. He was definitely someone I could trust. The ranch boy club had discussed the support group that any of us could turn to for guidance. I knew who my first choice would be.

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Climbing up the basalt steps to the top, I thought about our conversation. Coach and James had dropped hints that they knew what went on at the quarry and that I was having sex with Jason. If they were as open about sex as it seemed, they probably knew all of the details, too. Furthermore, it seemed they were almost encouraging more of it.

Then I got it. Coach and James might be teachers and adults, but they weren't old, nor were they sexually dead. My earlier estimate of mid-thirties was too high. They were probably in their mid to late twenties, about the same age as Pete. And come to think of it, they were hotter than hell. I could as easily have a roll in the hay with Coach as with his twenty-year-old brother, except that Coach was married, and he was my teacher. And Coach and James were horny, and our conversation about Shago hadn't helped. I thought about when I was a little younger, and my mom saying, "Toby, why don't you go out and play for a while?"

Jason and I dove from the top and climbed back up to do it again. This time we did a synchronized dive. When we climbed out of the pool, we got a round of applause from Coach and James.

Coach looked at me and grinned. "You two make a good team at everything you do."

Another subtle hint. I decided to act on my interpretation.

I grabbed my towel. "Jace, let's go around to the back of the quarry. There's somethin' there I wanna show ya. It's a great place to play."

Jason looked over at his dads. "Is that okay with you?"

James winked at us. "Sure. Just don't do anything we wouldn't do."

I smiled at them. "We may be gone a while. When do we have to be back?"

Coach responded. "Before dark."

As we disappeared around the corner, I heard James quite clearly.

"That Toby's a smart kid. And he's got a hell of a boner. I envy Jason."

Coach quietly observed. "True. And from those scratches, I'd say that Shago needs to better control his inner animal."

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I led Jason back to the grassy area on the other side of the rock quarry and tossed down my towel.

"Wanna have some fun, Jace?"

"Sure! What are we usin' for lube?"

I laughed. "What if I was talkin' about some other kind of fun."

He grinned. "With a boner like that, there's only one kind you'd be talkin' about."

Smart kid. "Okay, yer right. Here's the answer to yer question."

I reached under the relevant rock, and pulled out a tube. There were three now. Someone was keeping it supplied.

"This place is regularly used for sex. The first time Rusty and I did it was here."

Jason's eyes grew wide. "Cool!" He flopped down on the towel.

I knelt beside him. "Get up on your knees."

I spread some grease on my finger, spread it liberally in his ass crack, and began to work it inside him. I wanted him well-greased and open for this one.

Jason pressed back against my hand. "I know what yer gonna do."

"Yeah, it's pretty obvious. I've had this done to me a couple of times now in slightly different positions, but I've never done it as a top. I think yer gonna like it. This variation is called 'Basset Hound'."

"Why do they call it that?"

"Do you know what a Basset Hound looks like?"

"Yeah."

I grinned at him. "That's what yer gonna look like."

I moved behind Jason, putting more lube on my fingers and working two inside. As I prepared him, I pushed down on his back with my other hand.

"Spread yer legs out wide and move yer body closer to the ground but keep yer ass pointin' up... Yeah, like that. Are ya still comfortable?"

"Yeah."

"If ya get uncomfortable at any time, say so, and we'll do somethin' else. Okay?"

"Okay."

As Jason spread his legs, I spread mine too, bracing them against his, pushing his out a little further. When he seemed to be in the position I'd been in the day before, I greased myself and tossed the lube to one side.

"Okay, I'm gonna slip inside ya now. It's gonna seem a little different than anything you've done before."

"Okay."

I leaned forward and pressed down on his back with one hand as I moved into position.

"Turn yer head to one side. Keep yer ass up a little higher. Yeah, that's good."

I put my hands over his shoulder blades and pressed down as I slowly pushed my pole inside.

"Uunnnngggg!"

"You okay?"

"Oh, yeah! I love it."

"Yer head doesn't look comfortable. Rest on yer forearms. Move yer hands out a little. Is that better?"

"Yeah, it is."

Slowly, I began to rock my hips forward and back, moving inside him. Jason began to rock back against me each time I pressed forward, becoming an active participant. I moved my hands to the towel so that he had more upper body freedom of movement. He readjusted his arms to make himself more comfortable. I moved mine back against his upper legs, tight into his body, making our positions more stable.

We became a united machine. If I increased the speed and intensity of my thrusts, he'd change his counteraction to match. It seemed to be a pattern we could continue forever.

Jason gripped the towel tightly with his fists. With his forehead resting on the towel, he began to moan softly with each thrust. From my own experience, I knew what was happening. The moans slowly became louder until, with a cry of pleasure, he came.

As he dumped his load, I held myself tight against him. When he was done we re-established our original rhythm. From time to time, one of us would shift our position slightly for comfort.

I could tell Jason was getting tired. "Have ya had enough?"

"No. Can you make me cum again? Pleeeease?"

I smiled to myself. "I can try."

It took longer this time, and now I was getting tired, too. Like before, the first indication of Jason's sexual excitement was gripping the towel. This time the moaning was louder and more intense, and it rose to a high pitched howl as he came.

I was already close, and when he came, his muscles contracted, squeezing me tight from inside. With a cry of intense pleasure, I shot my load. Instinctively, he stopped moving and braced himself against me as I unloaded inside him.

I leaned over and kissed him on the neck. "Oh, Jace. That was so fuckin' perfect."

Jason was quiet for a moment. "Can we do it again?"

Laughing, I rolled him over onto his back and gave him a kiss. "I don't think I could do it again right now, and I don't think you could either."

Jason grinned up at me happily. "We were a team, Toby. That was the best thing ever."

I got up and helped him to his feet. "Let's go back and see what yer dads are up to."

The towel was a mess. I rolled it up so that Jason's cum was on the inside, and hand in hand, we headed back to the swimming hole side of the quarry.

Coming around the corner, we found Coach and James exactly where we'd left them. But I thought they seemed much more relaxed.

Coach smiled at us. "Did you two have a good time."

I waited for Jason to reply. I wondered how much he'd reveal, and then I realized I wanted him to be open and honest. Coach and James had been open in their discussion with me, and they were undoubtedly as open with Jason. There was no doubt they knew what we were doing.

Jason looked up at me for guidance. I took the risk. "Pretend I'm not here, Jace."

Jason grinned at me. I was inviting the same openness that he shared with his dads. He looked back at Coach.

"Yeah, we did. It's really cool on the other side. There's a nice grassy area that's great for having sex. There's even lube there already, under a rock. Toby taught me a new position. It was great! He made me cum twice."

With the telling of the story, I was growing a boner again. I tried to hide it with my hands.

James was grinning at us. "Did that have anything to do with the wolf howl we heard?"

Jason grinned happily. "That was probably me. You wouldn't believe how good Toby is."

I turned red with embarrassment again. It was a struggle being part of a conversation that was so open about sex, and having Jason advertising my sexual prowess on top of that was too much.

Coach and James laughed out loud at what Jason had said and at my embarrassment.

Jason continued, quite seriously. "I think Toby is my favorite sex partner. Rusty is bigger, and Austin and Andy treat me really well, but Toby is more passionate and intense, and at the same time he's sensitive and considerate of his partner."

I was happy for the testimonial, but both my boner and embarrassment were growing.

Coach smiled at us. "I'm glad you had a good time, Jace. How about you, Toby?"

I put my arm around Jason. "It was great, Coach. I always have a good time with Jace, no matter what we're doin'. He's the best little bro a guy could ever have."

James had a suggestion. "I think you two should take a dip in the pool. And then I think it's time to go home."

I had another idea. "Come on, Jace. Let's climb up and dive one more time."

"Okay!"

We finished the day with a perfectly synchronized back dive with a half twist. When we came up, we gave each other a high-five and a grin. The perfectly synchronized team.

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Dad sat down at the table. "It's nice to get a chance to see you, Toby. Between your schedule and ours, it seems like meals together are a rare treat."

I'd returned from the rock quarry and was having dinner with my parents.

"Yeah, life has become very different this week. I'm enjoying the truck driving as well as the opportunity to help with the barn. And the trailer was useful again today."

"How did the fence material delivery go?"

"Very well. The driver is a really nice guy. His name is Shago, and he's a Native American. In fact he's Coach's brother. He taught me about truck mounted forklifts."

I paused, and Mom asked, "So, does he live with Tom and his family?"

I continued. "No, he works on a ranch near here when he's not driving the truck for BW Ranch Supply, and he lives there. He gave me his BW Ranch Supply cap. I think we connected really well." I turned to Dad. "Did you find the invoice on your desk?"

"Yes, I did. Thanks for taking care of that. It's nice to have you available to deal with things like that. And I'm glad you had fun with Shago. What are you doing tomorrow?"

"Well, more truck driving in the morning. If I understand correctly, we'll be setting up the poles for the barn perimeter in the afternoon. I'm looking forward to learning more about that. What have you two been up to?"

"The trip to Boise was to talk with the other partners about the progress here with the abuse clients. Of course I can't give you specifics, but the whole case is proceeding very well."

Mom had to do a little mom stuff. "Make sure you don't overwork yourself, Toby. You need some play time, too."

"I have Sunday off, and most of my friends will, too. Maybe we can get together and do something."

The conversation went on to domestic details, and I tuned it out. I was reasonably pleased with how I'd handled the discussion of my relationship with Shago. I felt like I'd been honest and open enough. Sometimes, you simply have to keep some things to yourself.

I excused myself from the table and headed for my room. Mom and Dad stopped talking as I left. I had the feeling that they were going to change the subject, and I wanted to know what it was. I started downstairs and then quietly returned to shamelessly stand near the kitchen door.

Mom was speaking. "His room was remarkably clean this morning."

Dad replied. "His story about Shago sounded rehearsed. I know him well enough to believe everything he said. I just have this feeling that there's more that he's not telling."

Mom replied. "I agree. And frankly, I don't expect him to. He has to develop his own life."

I quietly slipped down to my room. We were all on the same page. A load had been taken off my mind.

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I wanted to check with Nate again, so I texted him.

"How are you doing, buddy?"

"I'm doing fine. We just finished dinner."

"Has Rusty said anything about getting together this weekend?"

"He thinks Saturday night."

"I hope that works out. Take care."

"You too. See you this weekend."

To be continued...

Posted: 12/11/2020