Our Sophomore Year

That morning we had more energy and it was like our troubles just poured out of our souls, I caught myself staring at Josh and on occasion I felt and saw him stare back. I thought to myself what a hunk of man I found, and how great he was to stick through this for me, but more importantly for Tommy. Hell a year ago he knew nothing about farms or Horses for that matter, and here we are today basically running this place on our own. Well let’s just say it was running, the horses were living, the equipment kept going, some of the tours still went out and most importantly we were still alive and as passionate about each other as we were almost 2 years ago now.

About an hour into our late morning Dad pulled up the road, just to check on us, he brought some nice cold lemonade, we jumped up on the fence as he filled our glasses and then filled us in on the funeral home visit earlier this morning with Tommy. He and mom took Tommy down to repeat that god awful task of making the final arrangements. He said Tommy seemed to be taking his moms death a lot harder than his dads, and he felt Tommy was just beating himself up knowing that he’s now alone, even though his mother’s death was expected. He did find some comfort as mom and dad keep reminding him she’s no longer in the pain that was so tough on everyone. Hopefully over time his pain will subside as well. Dad said dinner is at the usual time, and don’t be late. He left us with the jug of lemonade. As he pulled off the property, Josh picked up that jug and took a chug spilling out of his mouth and over his naked tanned torso, Damn what a site I couldn’t resist sucking every drop off of him as the sour taste mixed with his salty sweat, of course I spent more time caressing those nipples of his. After a few moments of me getting my hard on up, he pushed me away saying we need to get this work done, were already 2 hours behind because we overslept.

With that a group of 4H kids pulled in, as I glanced up at the whiteboard on the wall in panic, crap, Tommy had a riding session with them today. I politely explained the situation to the leaders and offered to take them all up over the mountain trail, as I wasn’t sure what had actually been planned. The leaders agreed, so we all began saddling up the horses and I picked out horses I thought they could handle, Not really knowing them all well enough, I just knew which horses were, or should be off limits for these kids as they had some experience and weren’t new at riding. A few of the kids knew their horse from their last time and we set them up with them, 2 the leaders (parents) also agreed to go along with us. Josh asked me if I was sure , and I assured him we would be OK, I’ve ridden the trails many times over the years and I wouldn’t take any chances with the kids. I then asked if he would be OK with the chores I’m leaving him, with that, he tossed me the finger, hidden from the rest, and we laughed. We parted making sure we both had our cell phones knowing there were many dead spots along the trail. He got upset asking what could he do if we called in an emergency, and I showed him on a map the mountain pass we would be taking, as it was a clearly marked trail. As we headed off, Josh was leaning on the pitch fork in all his beauty, as my boner hit up against the saddle horn, thank goodness I led the way and no one could see.

About 3 hours later we came back down the trail and I called for Josh, I called him on his cell phone and he was inside the house. To my surprise I went in and I found him and Tommy shirtless, sweating, exhausted and beat, sitting in the kitchen with the fans on full blast sipping a beer. He said shortly after I had left, Tommy showed up and they both knocked out the chores, I yelled at Tommy saying he shouldn’t have, and his reply was “Dude, I was going crazy and I had to get away from it all, and working this place kept my mind focused, Damn it, I can’t cry anymore,” with that he stood and walked over to give me a huge hug, a sweaty hug, and then said “hey thanks for taking that load of kids today”, he totally forgot about them. Suddenly my phone rang, it was mom reminding me it was close to 6, I gave her the lowdown and said we’d hurry, so the 3 of us ran out to put the horses and tackle all away and water them down. Of course it wasn’t long before we were having a hose fight between ourselves, the cold water felt mighty fine.

By now it was pretty clear we were going to be even later, as I looked over at my best friend and my boyfriends hot tanned muscular bodies dripping wet like a Chippendales car wash crew on a fundraiser. Tommy had to get out of his bib overalls exposing his wet white boxer briefs that showed everything and wearing only his cowboy boots as he frolicked with us, and Josh in his cut off jean shorts and boots,……… and me? Well my blue jeans were sopped and mud clad, and I was tenting pretty good, and both Josh and Tommy turned the hose directly on me saying the cold water would calm me down, but it didn’t. I began to unbutton to strip down to my boxers when halfway into the act I remembered I didn’t wear any this morning. Too late I was half exposed but for some reason I felt OK with it, as Tommy was whooping it up and laughing like I hadn’t seen him do in months, as both shot streams of water directly on my privates, and I tried my damndest to cover up, but I tripped over my pants that were now around my ankles falling to the mud puddle. Damn it’s now a mud wrestling match and Tommy was next kick off those boots and jump in on top of me, with those wet white boxer briefs, now muddy, and wait…. What was this? …. I see, and feel a hardness poking at me, as we eventually touch our muddy skin together. Yes, Tommy had a full out hard on in those briefs and I was hornier than hell as Josh kept spraying us both down, before dropping the hose and dog pile jumping on us both. We frolicked in the mud and I tore at Josh’s cut offs so he would be even with us and sure enough he was harder than a rock too, he fought it, but Tommy and I ganged up on him and we pulled his shorts and briefs right off and tossed them over the fence. Well that left Tommy with just his wet now droopy mud filled boxer briefs, leave it to Josh and I to tear them from each side. We were like 3 kids again (only naked) playing in the mud. Damn I couldn’t help but watch that body of Tommy’s and his fine ass, I know Josh was excited, and I know I was too. As we managed to each touch Tommy, where we knew he wouldn’t mind, and I think he might have let us go further. All that really mattered to me, at that moment was Tommy was Tommy again, and he was OK, at least in this moment.

We finally stopped, all 3 of us had big hard on’s, as we hosed each other off, picked up the clothes and hung them over the fence and we headed for the house to shower.  We were all still naked standing in the small bathroom, I got in the tub first, and Josh hopped in as I got out and dried off and naked Tommy standing just inches away from me while I was drying off, when Tommy hugged me, yes naked, he hugged me, and I felt his still hard dick on my leg as it slid up between my dick and leg in the crevasse of my abdomen, I wasn’t sure how to take it. Then Josh came out and I passed him a towel as Tommy grabbed and hugged him in the same way. Josh looked at me and I looked at him with a bit of bewilderment. The 3 of us dressed and headed to Mom and dad’s knowing we were going to get holy hell for being so late. We got there but she understood, as we commented all evening on innuendo’s that we happened to mention about our mud fight, knowing full well the three of us understood, but went right over mom and dads heads. Mom thought it was wonderful how Tommy was acting tonight and said whatever we guys did this afternoon we should keep doing it, as we laughed, and dad looked at mom wondering what was so funny.

After we went back to Tommy’s farm and Tommy decided to go there with us as well to be with us rather than stay with my mom and dad. We sat in the kitchen popped open a few beers and just talked, mostly good times and memories. Josh and I headed up to bed, wearing our sleep pants when Tommy wearing his sweats knocked on the door and asked if we minded him staying with us. Josh and I looked at one another and said if he didn’t think it would be weird, “Of course” we said. Josh laid down, with me in the middle and Tommy in front of me. Crap I was the middle spoon. We each lay there with our arms over each other, bare chest to bare back. I certainly had a bulging boner that I hoped Tommy didn’t notice but I knew Josh was pressing his hardness against my ass crack, as we all fell asleep. Even though nothing sexual occurred, other than my own fantasies (and maybe those guys also had their own) we seemed to all get a relaxing good night sleep, yes my boyfriend and my best friend in the same bed.

The next morning we dressed and began the chores, breaking at lunch to clean up for the first visitation at the funeral home. At the viewing once again Maryann showed up, only this time alone, she actually spent quite a bit of time with us and was pleasant, after all she and Tommy were together for almost 4 years.

The next morning we all pitched in at the farm extra hard as it was the funeral day and we needed to play catch up. Finishing the chores in record time, cleaning up dressing and heading to town actually arriving early.

Upon the arrival at the church, we were shocked to see Josh’s parents were there. We attended the funeral together as if we were all family, had the burial, and greeted everyone at the church’s little reception afterward. Surprisingly Tommy held up nicely. We all went back to the farm and talked, and Tommy even gave Josh’s parents the grand tour while my dad went for some late take out dinner and beer. Upon them getting back, Tommy insisted Josh’s parents stay at the farm tonight before heading home in the morning, reluctantly they canceled their hotel reservation (4 towns away) and stayed in the spare room with the 2 twin beds, Josh and I tried to give them the queen bed but they ultimately refused. My parents left to go home and we continued to stay up and talk for a while before retiring for the evening. I waited to check on Tommy to make sure he was ok and offered him to share our bed again should he want to, he refused tonight but thanked me, I told him the invite stands if he needed to during the night.

The next morning we were all up by 6 and Josh’s mom prepared us a big breakfast before we headed out for the chores, his parents came outside (in their city clothes) just before leaving to bid us goodbye with hugs and kisses for all. Tommy thanking them profusely in tears for all they’ve done, and Josh’s dad telling Tommy not to worry about the lawyer’s bills as he was going to continue to pay them till things got settled.

It was a tough day as we played more catch up, and the 3 of us were drained by dinner. We skipped my parents dinner and had leftovers, and of course beer, in fact several beers, then several more, when the question came out of Tommy’s mouth. Yup the Gay question, tonight Tommy was beginning to question his sexuality, and boy it was going to be a long night, his mind was so conflicted and we tried to help him sort things out, realizing the stresses he’s been under, losing his parents and his longtime girlfriend and having his two gay best friends around him, was he just curious or was it the real thing, and how were his emotions affecting these thoughts?