Gay Farm Sex Stories

Doing It For Veggies

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

Mortorcycle Riding

The grey asphalt blurs under the wheels of the motorcycle, the yellow lane markers strobe past us and the flat prairies slowly rotate by like a slow motion movie. There isn't another vehicle on the road, with the exception of us. We're traveling west, west from the pathetic jobs of the east - from the life crowded by the demands of our time.
3.7

Orphan's Rural Tail Spanking

Danny was a decent man who had taken me in after my parents had been killed in a tragic accident, and, with my sister's help, raised me as his own. The year was 1950, a time when boys expected to be kept in order with corporal punishment. Most lads had outgrown the need for physical discipline by the age of 16. Although I had passed that milestone, Danny showed no sign of slowing down.
3.6

Sugar Is So Sweet

The season had been good with great rains backed up by the use of artesian water. I was checking the lower field when I heard sounds emanating from the thick growth, it sounded like pigs were in the cane I could hear grunting and wheezing.
2.4

Joe's Day Off

Joe, a farm boy, had over slept and it was now 6 O'clock. His daily work was suppose to be done by 5:50 which included feeding and milking the cows, getting the eggs from the chickens, and cleaning the barn. He was supposed to get these chores done before he left for school at 6:10.
3.8 first time

The Rock Pit in the Summer of 1972

30' deep and 100' x 60' that was made by an excavating company digging gravel rock. Left unfilled it quickly filled up with water during heavy spring rains every year. It was very popular with the high school crowd for several years prior to the Summer of 1972. In the summertime there were always people swimming there, mostly guys and a few girls.
3.4

Horny Guy Tails From Minnesota

Skip wasn't exactly what you would call bright, and I had him buck-naked before he knew what hit him. I got him talking about the size of girl's tits and shit, then talked him into having a pissing contest.
4.1

Bad Boys, Bad Boys

It doesn't have a lakefront or even a river nearby like most cottages do, but we like it anyway because it's so private. It's the perfect getaway after a stress-filled week of work in the city. For a dozen years it's enabled us to escape on weekends without getting sucked into the vortex of Friday evening traffic clogging the highways leading north to the more popular resort areas.
3.6

Country Boys' First Experience

Do you remember that first day? It doesn't matter if you are closeted, or out, flaming, or butch we all had that exact same day. The day we woke up and realized we were different from everyone else, the day we realized we were gay. It doesn't matter if we fought it to begin with, or if you embraced it the second it slapped you in the face. But we all had that day, and mine went something like this.
3.8

Auto Serviced

The front signal light on my older Ford Escort had quit a few days before, and going with the cheapest route, I chose to find the necessary part at a salvage yard. Phoning around, I finally found the part and got ready to retrieve it. On the fateful humid day, I told my live-in girlfriend, Melissa, my plans and said I might be awhile.
3.5

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