Grandparents' Farm

My father looked over at me and admitted, “I’m in love with Jacob.”

A smile formed on Jacob’s lips.  “And I’m in love with your dad.”

“Yeah,” I nodded.  “I can tell.  Don’t you think it’s time to let everyone else in on it?”

That exchange of conversation happened two weeks prior.  In the meanwhile, my dad and I had cleared the cedar trees and sold the trunks to the farm supply store.  The fall plants in the garden had begun to show their cotyledons.  I was excited because it was the first time I’d experience eating from plants I had planted.  Tyler was concerned that there might not be enough work to support two people, and he was talking about getting a job at the tractor supply store.  I was about to start my weekend job at the Brookshire Brothers.  I thought we’d be fine.

My grandfather had asked everyone for dinner on that Sunday afternoon.  I’d kept Jacob’s presence in town a secret, and I knew my father was wavering between bringing him to the dinner.  I told him that I wasn’t sure how much longer I could keep from telling Travis.

So with various amounts of tension in our personal lives, people began to show up about thirty minutes before dinner was set to begin.  I was about to sneak upstairs with my boned-up boyfriend when my grandmother appeared to tell me not to mess up the sheets upstairs, as there was rain in the forecast and people might be all over the house.  I promised her that I wouldn’t, that we wouldn’t.

When she walked away, I took him up to my room and locked the door.  With my hand in his pants and my tongue in his mouth, I didn’t give him a chance to breathe.  I pulled his shorts down and began sucking on his cock.

“Your grandmother,” he whispered.

“It’s not a family get together until two family members fuck,” I whispered back.  I placed a towel I’d grabbed from the bathroom and spread it on the floor.  I’d lubed my ass before leaving home in preparation for my plan.  “Stick your dick deep inside me.”

I knew Travis couldn’t resist it when my talk was just a little raunchy.  After pulling my pants down to the floor and pulling them off one of my legs, he pushed me down to the floor quietly enough for no one to hear.  He rubbed the head of his cock over my hole.  I grinned at the thought of feeling him push inside me, and then he did.  Deep, completely, and in one motion.  His hand over my lips kept me from gasping out loud.

His fuck was forceful, and his first thrusts were accentuated with “I”, “Love”, “You”.  I met his thrusts with my own upward thrusting of my hips.  I could never get enough of him.  I knew that each time he filled me with his seed, I would only want more.  I could tell he was getting close.  He made a low growl as his face turned red.  He had to have slammed into me and squirted a load at least 6 times before pulling out.

Travis immediately covered my cock with his mouth.  His sucking motions were as forceful as his thrusts, and it didn’t take long for me to spill my seed in his mouth.  He swallowed it all before standing and saying, “We need to go.”

I stood up and pulled a scrap of washcloth from my pocket.  I pushed it against my hole and held it there with my ass cheeks as I slid my underwear up and buttoned my pants.  I didn’t want to risk leaking and having a spot to notify everyone of what we’d been doing.

My grandmother met us at the bottom of the stairs.  She was shaking her head.  “I told you not to mess up the bed.”

“We didn’t touch the bed,” I said.

Her face got a quizzical look on it.

I leaned toward her ear.  “Did you ever use the floor, Grandma?”  Then I giggled like a schoolboy.

She turned bright red; then she got an evil glint in her eye.  “Only when the bed hadn’t been delivered.”  Then she turned back to the kitchen.

“She is always going to one-up you, man.  Give it up,” Travis told me.

“Your father just got here,” she called from the kitchen.  “And he’s got someone in the car with him.”

I took a deep breath and turned to Travis.  “We need to go out and support him.  That is, if he needs it.  I hope he doesn’t.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means that you need to forgive me for keeping a secret.  Let’s go outside.”

Jacob and my father were getting out of the car.  I saw Steve, Travis’ father, run up to Jacob.  He threw his arms around him.  Tears ran down both men’s faces.  Travis ran to join them.  He began to cry as well.  I knew that everything was going to be alright.

I went to the long row of picnic tables to help get everything ready for the mean.  I was asked to put water in all the empty glasses on the table.  People would get their own iced-tea based on their preference of sweet or unsweet.  The family was beginning to get seated when Travis joined me.

“That was the secret?”

“Yep,” I told him.  “The hardest thing I ever had to do in my life, except maybe pulling cedar stumps.”

“No forgiveness needed.  “We’re all a family again.”  He kissed me long and hard.

“If you two can pull yourselves away from one another, will you bring out the chicken and the potato salad.”

“Yes, ma’am,” we said in unison.

As the meal wound down toward dessert, my grandfather stood up.  “I have an announcement to make before we start in on the pies and cakes.”  My grandmother got up and stood next to him.

My Aunt Ruth exclaimed, “That’s the way you looked when you told us that you were pregnant with Theodore.”

Everyone laughed.

My grandfather spoke up again.  “Nothing as exciting as that.  We’ve decided to move in with Mildred’s mother in Florida.  She’s asked us to come to help her out.  I’m leaving the farm with Kaleb.  He seems to have taken to it, and I know that with Travis, the two of them will make a good go of things.  Now, go eat some pie.”

I fought back my tears.  I didn’t want everyone to see me crying.  I got up and ran over to the fence where I’d first seen Travis, where we’d first seen the two snakes going at it.  I looked out into the pasture.  I put my hand on the top of the gate and startled a lizard.  He ran toward the barn.

“Whatchya looking at?” Travis asked as he put his arm around me.

“Our future,” I replied.  “And I like what I see.”