Back Home at The Farm After the crazy amazing road trip, Jack and I got back to the farm and had to settle down and get back to work and figure out things. We were so hot for each but had to be extra careful so mom and dad didn’t suspect anything. At night in our room one of us would slip into the other’s bed for some tender time. Often we’d just kiss and cuddle quietly or give each other quiet blowjobs under the covers. An old farmhouse has thin walls. We never fucked in the house though – it was too risky. Our farm mom never batted an eye at teen boy semen in the sheets but there would be quite a ruckus if shit/cum stains started appearing. So we fucked in the barn when our parents went to town or by the swimming pond on a hot afternoon far from the house. We fucked each other everywhere we could in every possible position. I was younger so could bend myself into all sort of creative ways desperate to get my big brother’s thick cock as far up my butthole as possible. If we were out in the far orchard tending the apple trees I’d walk by with Jack on a
