When I was about eighteen, I spent a summer at my uncle's ranch in Texas. I had agreed to hang out there to keep from having to deal with my parents for the summer. They always wanted to tell me what to do.... Well, one Saturday afternoon, all the ranch hands (myself included) decided to take a swim in the creek during our break from hauling hay. I had no idea I'd learn so...
Sebastian rode up to the barn with me giving me the opportunity to learn a little about him. It seems he came over from an undisclosed country so he could try living close to nature and decided to go for farming. I learned he paid his hired hand well because it was mainly his work and knowledge that kept the farm going. However, Sebtastian was learning quickly as time went on. The...
Saturday night was a restless night. My plans for the following day had made me toss and turn. Yes, I was going to get up early and meet the farm boy again. I finally drifted off to sleep after setting the alarm for 4 AM. When the alarm rang I got up, took a shower, ate some breakfast and left for my adventure in the barn. I decided to drive up to the farm house from...
I met Jerry during the last robbery we pulled off with me still part of the gang. At least, I guess you could say we met. Jerry always gave me a look when I used to put it that way, but I don't know how else to say it, really. The Bell Creek Siding Robbery was back in `77. That set up was such a natural, I couldn't figure out why nobody'd ever pulled it off before. Of...
It was funny, somehow. He was still a good-looking fellow, or so he'd been told often enough, even if he was pushing forty so hard it was about to turn around and hit him back. But being butch and good-looking and a nice guy didn't seem to make it any easier to find a friend. There was only the one saloon in town where men like him went, and he'd either been with every...
A.J. Stone hung up the phone with an enormous smile on his face and a quite a few butterflies fluttering in his stomach. He had just gotten his first role in a major motion picture , and it was the lead! It was going to be filmed not too far from where he grew up in Montana. He hadn't been back in seven years. He was filled with mixed emotions. He was excited about being in his...
Jeff was 30 years old and had always wanted to visit a "dude" ranch that was located about 30 miles from his home. His wife gave him a birthday present he will never forget. She gave him a weekend at the ranch. He got there on Friday at about 7:00 PM. Dinner was served, he ate, introduced himself to the other 9 guests, and then headed out to take a look at the ranch. He ...
My mothers parents were farmers. They lived for years on the farm and I visited them as a child during the summer. I typically left the city and spent 2 or 3 weeks with them. It was great. I enjoyed the pampering that my grandparents gave me and the opportunity to get out and explore the countryside on my own was a real treat. And each time I went to the farm, I had a playmate...
I'm always excited when the new summer cattle drive starts. I've been doing this drive with a bunch of the same guys for over ten years. The season starts in early June and we're finished the 2nd week in August. The crew is usually made up of about ten guys. There are 8 of us so-called 'veterans' and then we usually hire two college age kids who we 'train' each summer. Most of...
It was going to be my last summer on the farm. I'd graduated from high school and managed a scholarship at the state university about two hundred miles from the small farming community where I lived with my folks. I was looking forward to going away to college, but I also knew I'd miss the rhythms and cycles of the farm labor I'd done since I was a kid. I had acted as my Dad's...
I was about 19 that summer that I spent out on the range, working with Dad's ranch hands, driving cattle across the Texas flatlands. Dad's ranch was in New Mexico, and the nearest cattle shipping point was in Abilene. It was a grueling drive, and the hot, dry winds kicked up a lot of dust and made it uncomfortable. However, I looked up quite a bit to the older cowhands, young...
Stetson Evrett was a farmhand for James Hilton, a big-shot farmer in Southeast Iowa. At twenty years old, Stetson -- or Stallion, as the local girls referred to him -- stood at a lean six feet, three inches, tipped the scale around 200 or so, wore broad, muscular shoulders, a body to absolutely die for, and dirty blonde hair that, when the wind was right, would cover his...
While I was in high-school I would spend the summer helping my grandparents out on their ranch in Montana. The summer following my senior year graduation, I got the surprise of my life. When I got to the ranch I was introduced to Hank, he was the new foreman my grandparents had hired to live in the old stable house connected to the barn, to help out around the place since they...
We had finished bailing 3 racks of soft slough grass hay and pulled up to the barn. Keith, Tim and myself were friends for years and in wrestling and weight lifting. We drew straws for who would stay outside the HOT haymow and unload on the hay on the elevator, while the other 2 worked in a 11 degree sweat box haymow. Tim won and told us to get our dicks in the haymow, he was ...
Corcoran Miles was a studious college student in his second year of Business Law. He had hopes of becoming a Business Lawyer and developing one of the finest reputations Business Law has to offer. There were a few years of hard core studying to do, and before he dove into his future plans, he accepted an offer from his wealthy uncle in Montana and manage his employees there. He...
by silicondog@earhlink.net The following story is intended for adults over age 18 interested in male to male sexual fantasy. If that's not you, please read no further. All characters in this story are fictional with no resemblance to any real persons implied. Looking to trade other muscle stories. At the end of my freshman year I had a summer job at a farm not far from...
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