The Amish Boy

The scent of apple blossoms wafted on the breeze as Caleb made his way through the small orchard.  The trees were loaded with blossoms this spring. 

He breathed an easy sigh as he looked around.  All the trees looked very healthy after the long winter.  The mice had caused very little damage to the young trunks while they had been buried under the winter snow.

The sun was warm this mid-May day as he made his way back to the old farm house, new life bursting at the seams everywhere he looked.  Flowers beginning to bloom, leaves poking out the end of the buds and the sound of singing birds in the air.

The young man thought about how radically his life had changed these last four years.  How hard he had worked to get the small produce farm up and running.  If all went to plan and the weather cooperated, this would be the first year he would finally make a profit.

He thought to himself.  ‘Was it really eleven years ago that I graduated high school?’  He had wanted to go to college, but there was no money for that.  The 29-year-old paused and thought back to his high school days…

 

During high school he took a job at a local landscaping company.  He didn’t know what he wanted to do with his life but knew he needed an income.  The Landscaping job occupied every summer through high school and even now after his senior year. 

Though this summer carried a lot of weight on his wide strong shoulders.  It was the last summer he would have with his best friend Jake before Jake would leave for the big state university four hours away.  Though it would be a long trek, they were already making plans for Leb to visit after Jake got settled in his dorm.

The two had been inseparable since grade school.  They went to the same schools, and the athletic boys played every available sport.  Their families even attended the same church.  By the time they were in high school it was Leb and Jake this, Leb and Jake that.  They had other friends, but it was always the two of them, plus the others. 

Jake’s parents owned a large appliance / furniture store in town, which Jake expected to run someday, and were financially well off.  While Caleb’s family was more on ‘the other side of the tracks.’  Caleb’s dad had left when he was eight and his mom struggled to keep the two of them afloat.  He knew his grandparents helped his mom out a lot, but he never knew how much.

Caleb and Jake spent a lot of time hanging out at Jake’s house.  His family lived in a large sprawling apartment above their store.  On the store’s main floor, down a hall off of one of the showrooms, was a rec room.  It had a large TV, kitchenette, pool table and a couple of fold out couches.  This was their favorite spot to chill and play video games.  When they hung out too late Caleb would just stay over, which was a fairly regular occurrence.

While Jake’s dad was chill, his mom was like the ice queen.  Caleb never felt comfortable around her.  It was like she did not think he was good enough to be friends with her son.  Even though he saw them often, he would be greeted with a cheery welcome from his dad but would only get a terse greeting from his mom.

The two hot teens had no problem getting dates.  Caleb at 6’, 160 lbs, hazel eyes and light brown hair, and cute deep dimples that drove the women wild.  While not an introvert, he was not nearly as extroverted as his best friend.  Jake was lovingly outgoing – he would always say.  He attracted attention from the ladies as well.  At 5’11 (though he always claimed 6’) and 160 lbs the two jocks were close in size.  The big difference was Jake’s light blond hair and deep blue eyes.  His face had crisp lines and a square chin, sporting a nice crease in the middle.  

They both had nearly sculpted bodies from playing on the first line of the HS hockey team.  A team that took the state championship for the second year in a row, significantly aided by the skilled play of Leb and Jake in their junior and senior year.

 

The summer had been warm so far and the boys had a long day planned with Jake’s girl and her friend.  First, they would take the girls to the beach, then dinner and end with a new lovey-dovey movie that had just come out.  Jake’s girl just had to see it, much to the boy’s chagrin.

Jake and Beth had been dating for a few months and seemed to be getting serious, at least in Jake’s mind.  He was clearly in over his head.  Caleb and Beth’s friend Kay had only been out a couple of times, each time double dating with Jake and Beth.

The date did not seem to be going as planned.  Caleb could tell something was up with Jake and Beth.  At the beach the girls always seemed to be walking off on their own, their heads huddled in discussion.

Then at Applebee’s it got even more tense.  Jake and Beth left the table a couple of times to ‘go talk.’ 

“That’s the second time they left to go talk.”  Caleb said with concern.  “What do you think they are talking about?”

“I don’t know.  Probably about their college plans.  To keep only dating each other while going to different schools doesn’t normally go very well.”  Kay stated flatly. 

“Are you saying that Beth wants to break up with Jake?”  Caleb gasped.

“No, I am not saying that.”  Kay snapped.  Caleb let it drop, but he sensed something was up.  He knew his friend would be devastated if she broke up with him.  Beth was all he ever wanted to talk about.  He was planning a life with her.

When Caleb and Kay got in the car to go the theater, Jake and Beth hung back in the dark parking lot.  It was obvious that their discussion was getting more and more heated.

Suddenly a car with an Uber sign pulled up.  “Come on Kay.  We’re leaving.”

“Kay, wait.  Can’t we…”  Caleb stopped as the door slammed in his face.  He watched the two girls drive away in the Uber.  He looked over at the dark shape standing under the large maple off to the side, past the parking lot.

He walked closer and could see the shape slightly bent and shaking, one hand holding the tree trunk for support.  “Jake?  You OK man?”  Caleb reached out and rested his hand on his friend’s shoulder.

“She broke up with me.”  Was all the athletic jock could squeak out.  He turned and his tear-streaked face found itself nestled at the base of Caleb’s strong neck.  Caleb held Jake tight as he felt, and heard, his best friend sob for the first time in his life.

The two stood under that tree wrapped in each other’s arms, as Caleb gave comfort to his distraught friend.  He had never seen him this way and was unsure what he should say, so he stayed silent.

Soon he felt the warm wet face lift off his now soaked T-shirt.  They turned and Caleb ushered him to the passenger side of Jake’s Blazer.  “I’ll drive.”  Leb whispered.

They drove around for a couple of hours.  Neither speaking, just listening to Leb’s country music play list and downing a few strong local IPAs.  Finally, Caleb spoke.  “Let’s head to the rec room.  No use burning all your gas and after the last one I probably shouldn’t be driving.”

“Sure.”  Jake croaked out.

Caleb parked the SUV and followed Jake into the big building, through the store and into the rec room.  He watched Jake plop down on the couch in a slump and soft sobs start up again. 

“Hey man.  It’s OK.”  He said as he sat next to his friend and put his left arm around him, holding him tight.  This action brought on more and louder sobs.

“God, you must think I am such a fucking crybaby.”  Jake stammered with his head on Leb’s broad chest.

Caleb just laid his left hand on Jake’s hair.  He could feel Jake’s warm right hand resting on his thigh.  He reached over and placed his right hand on top of it.  The two teens sat there for a while as Jake continued to softly sob.  Caleb found himself softly stroking Jake’s hair and his thumb softly stroking Jake’s hand.  He could feel the heat of his best friend and could feel his breathing slow.

“Will you stay with me tonight?"  Jake whispered. 

“Of course.” 

Caleb pulled out the hide-a-bed and turned down the sheets.  He looked at his zombie-like friend attempting to get his shoes off.  “Let me help.”  He bent down and took off Jake’s shoes and socks.  He reached up and grasped the bottom of his polo and pulled it over Jake’s head.

Jake just blankly stared at him.  “Do you need help with your shorts?”  Hearing no answer Caleb pulled down his friend’s khaki shorts.  He helped him over to the bed and covered him up.  He then walked over and reached down to pull out the other couch where he normally slept.

“No.  Would you please sleep with me tonight?”  Jake uttered in a barely audible whisper.

Caleb balked for a minute.  Though they had many sleepovers, they always slept in separate beds.  But he knew his friend needed him.  “Uh, OK, but no funny stuff.”  He joked and stripped down to his jockeys. 

He climbed into the double bed and lay next to his buddy.  He felt Jake turn on his side facing away from him. 

“I know I am being needy, but would you mind holding me again.  It is the only thing that seems to help.”  Jake whispered.

Caleb looked at Jake’s arm moving back toward him.  He felt his friends’ fingers wrap around his wrist and pull his arm over the firm chest.  He could feel Jake cling tightly to his arm as his chest pressed against Jake’s wide shoulders.

It took a few minutes for Caleb to relax.  He could smell the familiar scent of his longtime friend.  He nestled up snuggly to his warm bedmate.  Something about it just felt right.  They had always been close, but this was a new closeness.  One that was physical as well as emotional on an entirely new level.  His broad pecs resting against the long muscles in Jake’s broad shoulders, the skin on skin felt warm and sensual.  He felt blood filling his young cock.

Caleb knew he needed to move soon, or Jake would feel his hard member pressing into him.  He started to pull back his arm, but Jake gripped tighter.  His disobedient member was now pressing against Jake’s ass.  ‘God, surely he feels that.’  Leb thought hopelessly.

Then Caleb felt Jake moving his hand down lower till he slowly pushed it into his groin.  ‘Holy shit, Jake was hard too.’

Jake turned and placed his hand on the side of Calab’s face.  He moved in close.  Caleb could feel his breath tickling the small hairs on his upper lip.  He was frozen in place as Jake moved closer at the speed of a glacier, as if unsure their lips should touch, but desire pushing him on.

Then he felt it.  The slightest touch of his friends’ full lips ever so lightly touching his.  The feeling was electrifying.  The contact slowly became firmer, and he could feel his best friends’ lips move slightly as his head turned to the side to avoid their strong noses colliding. 

The kiss quickly went from light tentative touching of male lips to a crushing passionate make out session.  Hands roamed muscles and tongues probed hot oral recesses.  Jake gripped Leb’s muscular globes and pulled their groins tightly together, their hard cocks crushing against each other as he dry-humped his buddy.

Moans, grunts and other guttural sounds seeped from the rutting young studs’ mouths, their sweaty muscles sliding against each other as their writhing bodies destroyed the bed. 

Jake grabbed both of their snot covered cocks and began to jack them together.  “Oh my god, Jake.”  Leb voiced through gritted teeth.  “That feels so fucking good.”  Then as soon as it was there, his friend’s hand was gone.  He felt Jake’s tongue in his mouth again sucking passionately. 

Caleb’s mind was in a daze.  His neurons were all firing, and his body was on fire.  He was doing the most forbidden thing with the person he loved the most in this world.  He wanted more.  He wanted to give his best friend, who just minutes ago was in the depths of sadness, far more pleasure.

Next thing he knew Jake was sitting on his muscular pecs looking down at him.  His dripping cock inches from Leb’s gaping panting mouth.  “Would you…OH FUCK!”  He shouted as his slick cockhead was sucked into Leb’s hot wet mouth. 

Caleb didn’t want to think about it, so he just acted.  He licked around the head and stabbed the tip of his tongue into the piss slit pumping out the pre-cum.  The taste wasn’t bad, to his surprise.  The recent graduate sucked as hard as he could, as he tried to force more of the 7” cock into his mouth.

Jake had his hands on his friend’s head as it bobbed up and down on his swollen cock.  He looked down at Leb’s beautiful face, his red lips stretched wide around his rock-hard cock moving in and out of his virgin mouth. 

Caleb looked up as he felt Jake’s fingers tighten in his hair.  He saw his friend’s red face and open mouth, words unable to come out, just as he felt the first hot blast coat the roof of his mouth.  Then another and another.  He gulped the thick spouge as fast as he could but there was just too much blasting out of the big hot balls bouncing on his neck.

He pushed the big cock out of his mouth and two more blasts landed across his red face as he choked and gagged.  When he finally got his breathing under control he looked into the concerned face of his friend.  Before he could say anything, he felt Jake’s lips on his again.  Then he felt him licking his cum from his face and feeding it back into his shocked, then willing mouth. 

“Holy fuck, Leb.  Where did you learn to suck cock like that.  Oww.”  As he felt Caleb’s fist connect with his bicep. 

Caleb stood on the bed and looked down at his kneeling buddy.  “Yeah, well now it’s your turn.  You can’t leave me hanging.” 

Jake felt Caleb’s hand on his head as he knee-walked forward staring at Caleb’s tool.  The boys were remarkably close in cock size.  Both were cut and 7” long, but Jake’s was slightly thicker.  Jake could smell the scent of man on the crotch in front of him.  It did something to his brain.  He leaned forward and sucked the head in.  This drew a loud gasp from the stud above him.

He licked and sucked and fondled the large balls.  Then he quickly pulled off, his brain on sex overload.

“I do not want to do this.”

“Dude, your mouth felt so good.  Come on man.”  Caleb begged.

“You don’t understand.  I want you to fuck me.  I want to feel you give me physical pain that turns to pleasure.  Will you fuck me Leb?  Please?”  Jake looked up into his friends’ eyes as he reached out and stroked Leb’s hard spit slickened cock.

“Won’t we need lube?”  He asked as his punch-drunk brain was trying to understand the wild craziness of this night and delay going down this path of no return.

“There’s got to be something down here.”  Jake stated as he jumped up and ran into the kitchenette.  “This should work.”  As he tossed two packets to Caleb.

“Mayo packets?” 

“Sure.  It’s slick and oily.  The right color too.”  Jake stated with a broad grin.  “Look, I’ve played with my ass a few times and it feels really good.  I am sure your big cock will hurt at first, but I really want to try this with you.”  Jake pleaded tearing open one of the packets and pushing the goo into his ass with his fingers.  He then reached over and began jacking Caleb’s hard cock with his mayo covered hand.

Caleb was still unsure as Jake started to passionately make out with him.  The blond-haired jock pulled his buddy down on top of him and spread his legs wide. 

Jake looked up.  “Please Leb.  Put it in me.” 

Caleb could feel Jake’s fingers wrap around his cock and move it down to his slick hot hole.  The head of his cock was moved up and down the hairy crack of his friend and then placed at the entrance.   Jake pulled Leb back down into another passionate kiss as Caleb instinctively pushed his strong hips forward.

He could feel his cock tightly pushing against a firm hot ring that did not want to give.  He held the pressure and could feel the ring begin to give way.  His cock head slid into the vice-grip like hole.

“Holy shit.  Damn Leb you are big.  Give me a minute.”

“Do you want me to pull out?  Does it hurt too much?”

“No, do not pull out.  Give me a minute to adjust.”

Caleb could see the pain in his friend’s face, and he did not like it.  Jake had said the pain would only last a short while.  He had to distract him – something learned from sports.  He looked down at Jake’s muscular pecs and hard nubs.  He leaned down and sucked his buddy’s tit in hard, while thrashing the hard nub between his top teeth and tongue.

“OH MY FUCKING GOD!  AAAAAHHHHH FFFFUUUUUCCCKKK!  Holy shit.  Where did you learn to do that?”  As Caleb continued to suck and lick, while easing his hips forward, sinking in another couple of inches, pulling an inch out, and then pushing into the hilt.       

 Caleb felt his buddy’s heels press down on his muscular glutes, pushing-pulling them forward, driving his cock in deeper.  He took the hint and began to move in and out of his panting fuck-boy’s hole.

“Oh yeah Leb.  That’s it.  Oh god YES.  Like that.  FUCK.  WHAT IS THAT!!!???  HIT THAT SPOT AGAIN.  YEAH LIKE THAT.”  Jake was now thrashing below Caleb and his sex crazed friend began to pile drive his love nut.

Caleb pushed his hands under Jake’s shoulder blades and wrapped his fingers up around, gripping his collar bone.  Each time he would slam his powerful hips forward he would jerk down on Jake’s shoulders slamming their young bodies violently together, with Jake’s muscular thighs propelling power through his heels to push Leb’s cock into him with even more force.

The force of their passionate first fuck, a first fuck of lifelong friends, two athletic jacked jocks who had long hidden their true feelings for each other, came out all at once.  The passionate pleasure of trying to completely meld their ripped young bodies into one tangled up mass of ecstatic exertion.

Caleb’s cock was pistonning in and out of the tight hot hole, fueled by his strong young thighs, arching his back and driving his hips forward.  Each powerful thrust driving a guttural sound of pleasure from the drooling red lips of the hot teen below him.

Jake held tightly to the pleasure thruster above him.  Their slick chests sliding back and forth, hard nipples colliding with hard nipples as the young stud above slammed into his virgin chute, bashing his prostate expertly with every lust fueled lunge.  He could feel his big balls pulling up, his young cock swell larger, semen rocketing up his untouched shaft.

“Fuck Leb, you’re gonna make me cum.   AAAAAGGGGHHHHHH!!” 

Caleb could feel Jake’s ass clamp down tight on his thrusting cock as he shot his load all over both of their sweat-soaked six-pack abs as well as a couple of globs on his red face.  The thought that he just fucked the cum out of his best friend and the extra grip on his young cock was more than he could hold back from.

Jake felt Caleb slam forward with all his might, driving his body six inches up the bed.  He felt the cock in him begin to pulsate.  Next a blast of hot scalding liquid flooded his bowels in blast after blast of fertile young stud seed.

The boys’ sweaty bodies lay pressed together still gasping for air.   Caleb’s hard cock buried deep in Jake’s cum filled bowels, while he planted wet salty kisses on the still panting lips.  Jake’s hands stroked up and down the muscular back down to the round glutes, laying between his up turned thighs, his feet planted flat on the bed.  He could feel his warm cum running down the side of his nose.

“Oh my god Leb.  That was the…..OH SHIT!”                 

The door opened with a bang.  Standing in the doorway, face white as a ghost was Jake’s mom. 

“JAKE!  GET UP TO YOUR ROOM, NOW!”  She shrieked.  “CALEB, YOU GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE AND DO NOT EVER EVEN THINK OF COMING BACK.  I BETTER NEVER SEE YOU AGAIN!”  She seethed in a screaming fit.

 

It had been three days.  Every time Caleb texted Jake, he would get back the same answer.  ‘I never want to see you again.  We are no longer friends.’

Though Caleb thought that it was most likely Jake’s mom responding, as she certainly would have taken his phone, he still had this knot in his gut that maybe the sex between them was about him getting dumped that night and drinking four strong beers.  Given that the two had very little experience with alcohol it might have clouded his mind.

Now he hated Caleb for fucking him, because he was not gay.  ‘ARG!  I just wish I could talk to him.’  Thought a seriously worried Caleb, who was also conflicted on having gay sex with his best friend.

Caleb figured that Jake’s mom would have Jake confined to the store and home.  She would most likely have him working in the warehouse in the back, where he could not interact with the public.

When they were kids, they used to sneak out the door next to the loading dock and play in the loft of an open pole-barn-like building.  It was just behind the warehouse and was used to cover outdoor storage items.  If they said ‘loft 3’ it meant they would meet in the loft at 3pm.

All he had to do now was get the message to Jake somehow.  Being a small town, conveniently the dad of one of the kids on the hockey team, worked in the warehouse.  Caleb told Luk that Jake was grounded and he had to get a note to him.  Could he convince his dad to slip the note to Jake at work?

It was all set.  The note in the envelope only said ‘loft 4’ so if it fell into the wrong hands, no one would be the wiser.

Caleb had never been so nervous in his life.  He parked his old truck a block away and slipped up the ladder into the loft at 3:30. He sat in the dimly lit loft listening to the sounds in the warehouse and his tense breathing.  At 3:55 he heard the people door at the back of the warehouse squeak open.

He held his breath as footsteps could be heard crunching in the gravel as they made their way to the base of the ladder.  He hid behind a box as he watched for a head to appear at the top of the ladder.  “Leb?” whispered Jake.

“Jake.  Dude.  Are you OK?  I tried texting you, but I could tell the replies were not from you.”

“Nah man, my mom took my phone.  And no, I am not OK.”

Caleb looked at his friend.  He could hardly recognize him.  He looked lifeless.  His normally sparkling blue eyes were dull with sadness.  His body slumped like it was broken, arms hanging limply to his side when Caleb hugged him – their normal greeting.

“Dude.”  Caleb’s voice squeaked, fighting back tears.  “What happened?”

“Well let me recap it for you.”  Jake said robotically.  “The girl I thought I was going to marry, dumped me.  My best friend and I did gay shit, and I am never allowed to see him again, and if we are going to be gay together, I don’t know if I want to see him again.  That part is so fucked up in my head right now.  My mom has forced me to change from the university I am all set to go to, to an uber religious college on the east coast, where my first year ‘classes’ will be all about forcing the gayness out of me.  Oh, and if I do not do what she says, I am cut off from everything to do with my family.  Including my part in the store.  My life is over.”

Caleb looked into those sad blue eyes.  “Jake.  We can leave this town together.  You can crash at my house till we figure it out.  We can both get jobs and….”

“And what?  Be gay boyfriends?  Get married?  That’s not how I pictured my life, and I just don’t think I could live like that.”

“Me neither man.  Look, I am as confused about what happened that night as you are.  I never thought I felt like that about you.  But we can figure it out.  I can’t lose you man.  You know I love you.”

“Well, I love you too.”  Jake sighed without feeling.  “But I have already lost you.  Everything I wanted in life is gone.  And now there is a good chance that I am a fagot too?  It’s too fucking much.”

“Everything is not gone.  I am right here….”

“JAKE!”  screamed a shrieking voice.

“Shit, I better go.  You stay hid or she’ll kill you and me too.”

“Jake, please come with me.”  Caleb sobbed.

“I can’t Leb.  But I do love you.”

 

The next day Caleb arrived at work.  He put his old truck in park thinking, as he had for every waking minute since that night, on how he and Jake could get this whole mess straightened out. 

He walked into the shop.  “Hey Mr. Thomas.  Where are we working today?”

“I’ll start you out at…Hang on.”  Mr. Thomas answered his phone.  “Yes, he just got here.  Oh no.  Are you sure?  Oh dear god, no.  Thanks for calling.”  His head dropped as he set the phone down.

“What’s wrong Mr. Thomas?  That did not sound like good news.”

“Sit down son.”  Caleb sat fearfully looking up into the old man’s teary eyes.  “There was an accident out on the two-lane highway last night.  A SUV hit a logging truck head on.  The driver of the SUV did not survive.  Son, it was….”

“STOP!” Caleb cried.  “Don’t you dare say it!  Please don’t say it.  Please God, don’t say it was Jake.”  Caleb was sobbing as Mr. Thomas held him tight.  “It was.”

 

The next few days were a blur.  Seemed like everybody he knew stopped in to see how he was doing.  Even though he was surrounded by friends, he had never felt so alone. 

He finally talked Mr. Thomas into letting him go back to work, though the kind man had given him a week off with pay.  Sitting around was driving him crazy. 

The funeral was on Friday, and it sounded like the whole damn town was going.  Caleb went into town and bought a black suit.  The kind sales lady helped him pick out the complete outfit, making suggestions on what would age the best, for a young man like him.  He listened politely but knew he would only wear it once.

Caleb walked across the packed parking lot up to the large funeral home.  Everyone who saw him stopped to express their sincere sympathy for losing his friend.  When he got inside the spacious vestibule he looked around.  That’s when he saw her.  Jake’s mom, hurriedly making her way toward him.

‘Oh god,’ he breathed in trembling.  ‘Here it goes.’

“What are you doing here?” She seethed in a low angry voice, grabbing his arm and pushing him toward the door.  “You leave now, or I will have you thrown out.”

Caleb jerked his arm from her grasp, shocking the ice queen as much as himself.  “You make me leave and I will tell everyone here why you will not let me attend my best friend’s funeral.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”  She sneered.

Caleb stepped forward leaned down, his nose an inch from her scowling face and growled; “Try me you fucking bitch!”

The cunt stumbled backward in shock.  Stared slack-jawed in disbelief for a second, then turned and disappeared into the crowd.

The funeral was draining on the young man.  Everyone knew that he had just lost his best friend and a lot of tears were shed.  Too many questioned how such an accident could have happened.  It was nighttime but the roads were dry.  The newer SUV was functioning properly.  Where was he going?  Did he swerve to miss a deer?  Caleb just had to nod and feign ignorance.  No way would he tell them that the popular jock did it on purpose.  That information, Caleb thought, he would take to his grave.

 Jake’s dad came up to him, tears running down his face.  He pulled Caleb into a tight hug and said all that needed to be said.  “I’m sorry, son.”  And they both wept together.

When he got home Caleb took off the suit.  He folded it neatly and took it outside.  He placed the expensive suit on top of the trash in the burning barrel and lit it on fire.

TO BE CONTINUED