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"The Exciting Ranch Plan! We're looking for ranchers! Would you like to work in Flower Bud Village? Buy property that you choose and live a warm and rewarding ranch lifestyle! The Mayor of Flower Bud Village."
A small smile stretched across lips at the advertisement, making his heart jump a bit. This was the place he was looking for! With an excited leap into the air, Ian began to dash forward towards this village in the distant, only stopping when another male appeared in front of him. The person was rather short, having similar brown hair as him, but had brown eyes instead of his crystal blue. With a small 'howdy' and some pleasant greetings, he was informed that this was the mayor of the village, Theodore. In return, he offered his name and the reason he was here, which lit up the older man's eyes as if it was Christmas.
Theordore quickly began to ask a series of questions as he wrote down a few things in a small booklet. Ian figured it was a registry and fingered a few bills in his pocket before handing them to the mayor as payment for land. When he was younger, his grandfather had owned a ranch that his family visited often, where he learned a few farming tricks. However, the farm was sold off when his grandfather died, but ever sense then, he dreamt that one day, he'd start up a farm as well.Today's the day. I'm going to have my own farm and it's going to be great, grandpa.
"Oh, yes. It's Ian, right? First, choose a lot and a house from the following:
Village Center: Not a lot of space, but convenient.
Ocean Side: The land is spacious but not fertile
River Side: convenient for fishing, but...
You're free to do what you want on your property. It's best to find out how to work on the farm by talking to the villagers. I don't want to start off by saying too much, but please don't forget this: there are fences around everyone's property. Yours are blue, other people's property is yellow, and common property is green. Please be careful not to throw things away on property other than your own."
The brunette nodded, knowing that it was rude to throw garbage in general. When the mayor handed him the book and pointed out a small line for him to write down the ranch's name, he wrote a small "Ruin Ranch" in its place, before handing it back. Theordore chuckled at the name and patted his back as he led them towards the village center.
The house there was a small wooden house, with just the hint of green painting along the roof that was fading away. It was obviously a used house, but he was informed that it was well equipped. Behind the house was a lumber shed, along with a shipping box and a vast amount of land. Most of it wasn't his, but it was enough to start farming on until he could buy the land that extended all the way towards another lot. Despite being in the village center, there was a lot of land all around him in every direction, which made him wonder why the village was so under-populated when there was so much space.
Shaking it off, he decided that it didn't matter why there wasn't so many people here; he'd just have to make this place even more wonderful so that others would come. "Time to turn in, I guess." Ivan sighed, glancing at the small spec that was the mayor in the distance as the other man left. The house was rather old inside, but he ignored that factor and ended up leaving the furniture as it was; opting to curl up on the seemingly new bed to rest.
That night, he had the strangest dream of some woman turning to stone and three little men speaking to him about reviving her. "Just keep living a happy life and you'll find the notes to bring her back to life!" one of the men stated, jumping up and down next to him. "Oh, yes, you'll need help, won't you? Perhaps youll meet the harvester! He can aid you. Keep an eye out for him, because he's a mischievous one!" the three 'Harvest Spirits' laughed.
"No, I don-." the brunette muttered, suddenly wincing at the bright light that appeared out of nowhere. When his senses came to again, Ian opened his eyes to see that he was in his house and the spring morning shine had woken him up. "What a strange dream..." he yawned, stretching his limbs as he climbed out of bed.Now what should I start off with today?he pondered.
Ian had to wonder where the bout of energy and excitement had gone for a moment. The pervious day, he had been all but skipping to this farm. Now that he was there, laying on some used bed and hay bits all over the place, he found that the excitement had died off more than a bit, and it was time to get his head on straight and get to work. But where to start was the question, and as he moved over to the window to get a good look outwards, he had to mentally outline how much space he had. The land had each markings, and he was told that the ones with a green outline meant that he could plant on them, since they were common property. However, that meant that he couldnt build anything yet
What to do, what to do he muttered, before gazing up at the sky and taking a breath. The first thing was to get ready, so after throwing himself in the shower and then popping out all clean and fresh, he made his way towards the kitchen andstared at nothing.Greatnot food.he ignored the growling stomach in favor of just getting to work. Grabbing for a hoe, he left the house and circled the small area of land he had, looking for a good place to start sowing the two small bags of seeds he had. Next to the watering hole looked lovely. Later, he would probably go visit the neighbors or something. Yes, that sounded like a good plan, so as he began to plow the earth, he hummed to himself and began his first day as a farmer.
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The village was rather pleased by selling the land. Inside there was also a new stranger who had come in and had much to trade. Many of them had had odd dreams the night before, but little was spoken of it thanks to this new man. He was tall, he was charming, he was handsome, and he seemed to flirt with anyone who gave him any time at all. He never went beyond that, just enough to sell his wares. And his wares were very nice!
He had come on a trip to the nearest city, at least that is what he said. His wares consisted of newer electronic gadgets, blueprints for new buildings and more efficient ways to make them, some various sweet treats, and even chicken feed! Not everyone needed things he was selling, but he was going to stay in town for a few days anyway and most of the girls wanted to male him feel very, very welcome. Perhaps he'd extend his stay. Or better yet, take them with him.
That was when he noticed someone new.
"Excuse me, who's that?"
"Huh, oh, him. He's new. He moved in yesterday. I think he said something about his grandfather moving in. Now, can you tell me about the city more?"
The traveler smiled and picked up his backpack before nodding, "Sorry madame, I must be off for the night."
He walked straight over to this new fellow and smiled when he caught his eye. This stranger was a good height, just over six feet and strapping as if he had been a wanderer all his life, yet didn't have enough muscle to have been a farmer. Yet his skin was a dusky brown, as if he had tanned just under too much sun for a white man or not enough for someone of a different race. His eyes were shocking though, the same delightful blue of Ian's. His hair was a night sky black and drifted just low enough to need to be brushed out of the way of his eyes. He smelled of the road and a hint of some masculine cologne that was marketed to make women notice you but tended to draw more attention from men, "Hello, my name is Samuel, I've just arrived here and heard you are new too? It's nice to meet you. What is your name?"
The brief silence was interrupted by a loud gurgling of someone's stomach and Samuel gave a gentle laugh, "Never mind, tell me as we walk. I need to buy you some dinner. You sound like you haven't eaten all day. Huh? No, no, I sold so much stuff today that I have more than enough money. Honest. Come on."
He took Ian to the cafe, or really, more the other way around. Still, he sat with this farmer boy and grinned at him, trading small talk and idle chat about the city. It was more of a "glad to be away" than "isn't it grand?" spiel, Samuel very happy to find someone who not only knew about the city but had apparently CHOSEN to leave it.
The waitress was a bit jealous that Samuel didn't spare her a second glance, his eyes glued to this man who he had just met. It wasn't until he noticed the windows weren't letting in as much light that he realized how long he had kept his new acquaintance. "I'm sorry. You must be needing to get home." He bought Ian a small meal for breakfast the next day and led him out, smiling, "Oh, by the way, call me Sam. All my friends do."
There was an odd sound and a small sprite came out of no where, handing Ian a small orb with a music note in it, and said "Lucky!"
Samuel gave Ian an odd look, but not a very unimpressed one, "Say...does that happen often?"
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Ian had finished his work a bit early in the day so he decided to throw the rather small tools into the bag and threw it into the house. It wasnt like he was afraid to damage anything in the old and worn down shack, so he ignored the clank that it made hitting the wooden floor. After a few moments of just leaning against the side of the house, he sighed and figured that with the few dollars he had in his pocket, it would be best to go out and get something to eat or drink. No point in starving himself the first day, after all.
However, just as he was about to move towards the nearest tavern or caf, he paused at the sight of a stranger coming towards him. Alright, so they were all strangers to the new farmer, but this one had midnight black hair, with vibrant blue eyes. He was tall. Six feet if Ian could measure height well, as Ian wasnt as tall. For a moment, the farmer almost had a superiority or masculinity complex, but that was brief and passed quickly. The brunette was at least five feet ten inches, so he wasntthatmuch shorter. Much taller than most people in the town, but not the tallest it appeared.
Uhhey, Im-. but he was interrupted by a stomachs growl, making him chuckle and rub at his stomach. Of course he hadnt ate all day, as he had worked, but this guy was nice enough to invite him to lunch. Should he take it? Ian didnt know, but he decided to go for it and shrugged. What was the harm in having lunch with someone, especially in such a nice town with such nice people?
The brunette led the other male to the nearest caf, realizing that this wasnt a townsfolk, but a stranger to the town, since he didnt know where anything was. My names Ian, by the way. I just moved here myself. He began, speaking to Sam as if they were good friends. They had both apparently been part of the city life, but after a good while, the streets and busy life dulled them. For Ian, it had been the boring lifestyle of office work, while he had the lingering want to fulfill what his grandfather had told him to set out to do.
As they spoke though, he noted that Sam was very popular with the ladies; something that he wasnt so great at. He smiled at the waitress briefly, and while she was nice to him, she was almost attached to the dark haired male before him. That didnt hinder their conversations though, as they continued to speak about what went on in daily life and why they had left the city. The meal was rather pleasant to eat with someone there as well, so he finished his in light of the situation and gratefully accepted the to-go box of breakfast.
Where will you be staying? Im sure the inns here are expensive, so-. but before he was able to finish branching out his offer of slumming in his deadbeat house, a strange popping sound sprinkled together a little person before him. A Harvest Sprite of his dreams had appeared, crying out Lucky! and giving him the small orb with a music note in it. Just holding the orb seemed to feel like this was surreal, as he gazed down at it and the sprite went back to wherever it came from.
Umnot really. he said in response, peering down at the small orb and reading on bottom that this was the friendship note. Raising an eyebrow, he glanced over at Sam and smiled weakly. Im totally not some crazy person he said weakly, still holding his offer to the other male.
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Samuel gave a small laugh and touched the orb slightly, "I see. Then you must just be special then eh? I think it's rather cute actually." Samuel bowed slightly and looked up at the stars, "Well, I have already paid for my room tonight, so I believe it is best that I turn in. Perhaps I will see you tomorrow then, Ian? I'd like to talk more to you." He'd love to also do a bit more, but it was far, far too early for that. At least he knew who he was looking for now. That little sprite visitation had shown him that.
Samuel gave Ian one final wave before heading to the inn and going to his room. He was glad it was Ian who was going to end up collecting those orbs, as it made his job a lot easier. He had feared that perhaps it was some rather ungainly fellow, or even one of these ladies that seemed to moisten just at his very appearance. Perhaps it was just because he was new, as Samuel didn't think he was all THAT attractive. Sure, he was pretty, but what he had faced had been more than he was used to.
Yet, the sprite had obviously chosen Ian. Samuel opened his notebook and wrote down which note Ian had gotten, the touch of the orb all he had needed to know about what it was for. He'd be keeping an eye on Ian from now on. He just had to figure out some way to insinuate himself into Ian's life. Perhaps his pants as well, but many of those games Ian could play with someone else. Still...
The next morning the village ladies seemed a bit concerned. Samuel had said he would be back by lunch time and it was definitely nearing that time. He had told them he was headed out into the forest to find a nice place to fish. The women had hoped he would come back early, as did a certain farmer wanting to buy a bit more chicken feed.
Samuel was indeed in the woods, but he had never gotten to the lake. He lay on the ground with a sprained ankle and a rather pained expression on his face. He gave a light cry and had stopped calling for help an hour or so ago. He was just tired and wanted to get back to the village and rest.
He also hoped that Ian would come by. In fact, this could be a perfect situation to get another note. Yet, he wasn't sure Ian was totally dedicated to the idea of getting those notes, nor did he know how to get them.
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Seeing that the other male had already found a place to stay, he nodded and bided him a good night, before heading back to his house.Nice fella strange dayhe thought to himself, as he moved to a drawer that was empty and filled with dust. Cleaning it out, he placed the small orb in there, watching as the pretty color almost shined as it rolled around. Ill deal with you later. Shit, he probably thinks thats freaky or somethingso much for making new friends. he muttered, as he closed the drawer and moved the bathroom.
Getting ready for bed, he undressed and got into a pair of boxers. It was spring, so he wasnt too concerned about getting sick. Slipping into the bed, he made a note to save up and get a better bed, as this one was old and the springs made a squeaking sound as he laid on it. Sighing softly, he rested his head back and decided not to think too much, as he needed rest for the next day. Nothing much to do but to water some plants and find some small job to do to get money, but it was still something.
So when the next morning came rolling around, the bright sunlight of the morning shone through his window and nearly blinded him. Shit he groaned, rolling onto his stomach for a moment, before realizing that he needed to move his bed before the next night. Sighing softly, he got up and rubbed at his face, trying to wake up fully. It wasnt until he was able to wash his face, did he wake and wonder just how the heck he even made it to the bathroom.
Greathm Ian seemed to just think for a moment, tilting his head back and forth, side to side. He picked up the watering can and went outside to water the plants. Just seeds for now, covered with tilted soil, but sooner or later, they would grow into wonderful crops. After the soil was a nice dark color because of the water, he placed the can down and stared at them at a knelt level, thinking about Samuel.
The dark haired male was his only friend in this town at the moment, so it wouldnt be so strange if he went to visit him, right? At least, that was his excuse, so he stood up, brushed off the dirt from his pants, before trekking towards the caf and hoping that Samuel was going to be there for breakfast. Having someone to talk to was nice, especially since he was some new guy in town and needed company.
Hi! Whatll it be today for lunch? the bubbly owner asked, rubbing the back of his neck. He was dressed like a server rather than a waiter, but as the owner of the Moonlight Caf, Carl seemed both lively and competent.
MorningI mean, afternoonmay I get some juice and toast? UmIm Ianhave you see a dark haired male name Samuel around? the brunette asked, feeling strange talking to someone so bright and energetic in the first thing in his day. He had spent a bit too much time watering the plants that it went from morning to afternoon already.
Sure have. He stayed at the nearby inn yesterdaystrange guy. Pretty well of it appears. Carl noted, seemingly thinking for a moment. He said he was going up to the lake, so you could catch him up there if you went now, I suppose. the caf owner placed down the sweet toast and a cup of juice for him, before going about and serving others. Ian debated a bit, before eating his food and paying with some tip. Standing, he moved towards the edge of town and began to head towards the lake area, seeing that the easiest route would be through the woods. Of course, no sane person would go through this area, as it was full of twigs and junk that one could trip over, but it was still bright out. Who could hurt themselves?
Proven wrong, as he saw someone just kind ofsitting there. Sam? he called out hesitantly, wondering what the other male was doing. From this distance, it looked like the dark haired male at least.
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Samuel looked up and smiled, "IAN! I am so glad to see you! Oh man...I-I uh...well, I hurt my ankle. Can you help me get to that tree stump over there?" Samuel placed his arm around Ian and helped heft himself up before walking over to the stump and sitting down.
Samuel was completely dirty and from the trail of destruction behind him he had been dragging himself for quite a while now. He had just given up hope for a little bit to sit and rest. Luckily, keeping the hope alive had helped him out after all. He smiled at Ian and sighed, brushing off the dirt with a fruitless effort. "I'm sorry about this. I thought that getting some fishing in before I left would be relaxing. I was watching a bunny and didn't notice a rock in my path and tripped. I sprained my ankle then."
He looked down and seemed rather sad, "I just feel bad. I don't have enough money for another night in the hotel and now I definitely can't go onto the next town. I guess...I guess I'll just need to see if someone could let me stay over. I can offer to cook and clean some while they work, at least while my ankle heals."
He blushed and looked at Ian, surprised about the small first aid kit the man had. He gave a little hiss as the bandage was applied to his ankle, but the stabilizing feeling of the wrapping did make him feel a lot better. He carefully stood up and tested it with just a bit of weight before he tossed himself onto Ian once more. Samuel smelled of a gentle rain and fresh turned soil, and his body felt warm and not as callused as a farmer would. He was definitely attractive, at least in a sociological stance.
He looked exceptionally vulnerable at the moment, despite being a good three or four inches taller than Ian and a tad bigger. "I'm so sorry...I'll just sit back down for now." A chime sounded and a little sprite flew in, holding out an orb, "LUCKY!"
Samuel didn't seem to bat an eye to the sprite, and gave it an ever so small nod before it flew off. The note orb said "First Aid" on the bottom and contained a red shimmering note. Samuel gave a small grin and smiled, "Two times with me around. That must be very special. YOU must be very special, Ian."
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After dragging Samuel to the tree stump, he pulled out the first aid kit from his rather endless backpack. The other male spoke about something like seeing a rabbit and then tripping on a rock really, how clumsy could a person be? However, his offer from the pervious night came back to his mind, as the dark haired male spoke about needing to find a place to stay, as he didnt have enough money for the inn stays that his ankle would take to heal.
Sighing, he listened to Samuel ramble a bit, as he focused on wrapping the ankle up, before packing everything away again. He stood up and tried to hold out his arms incase the other male needed it, and indeed, Samuel soon fell into his armsquite literally. The soft scents of rain and soil made him want to sneeze, but it was almost soothing at the same time. Ian thought that perhaps he had gotten used to the scent of the farm that he liked it, as he remembered hating these scents back in the city. Are you-. but before he could fully ask his question, a small sound that chimed through the air popped in a small sprite.
Just as it called out lucky, he wanted to crush it, as this was the second time something as strange happened. What the fuck? he muttered out, not noting his language whatsoever, despite being in front of the other male. A little red orb rolled around on the grass, of which he tried hard to balance Samuel and pick it up to stuff in his pocket as well. These guys were not going to stop bothering him, so he might as well keep them stored. All because of that stupid dream
Im sorry, what? No, Im just a farmer. the brunette sighed and wrapped his arms around the injured males waist. Come on, we can get back to my place so you can rest. My offer still stands butwell, if you can handle those weird guys popping in whenever, then you can stay at my place until you heal. At least I get a free housewife for a bit, eh? he joked, hobbling them back to the main area of the village, before passing the town center and then to his house.
There, he dragged Samuel to the bathroom, where he set him down on the toilet and moved to grab for a towel. Heres something to dry off with and I can bring you some spare clothes. Er he paused, staring around as if he wasnt sure what to do now that hes given Samuel a place to stay and hopefully wash himself. Speaking of which, all that dirt had rubbed off onto his clothes, so hed need to clean up later as well. Sighing, he turned to the door and paused before leaving.
Youll be alrightright? Ian would have to admit that he didnt know Samuelthatwell that he would be comfortable with helping the taller male bathe. It was awkward enough having the slightly larger male lean on him for help, but bathing? He wasnt sure how comfortable either of them would be, and he was sure that he could ask later about how Samuel could remain so calm about strange sprites popping up all over the place. Sure, he had a rather acid-trip dream about them and hes probably still dreaming or high, but what was Samuels excuse?
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Samuel grinned at the fact that Ian was assuring him he wasn't mad, "I see them too. I have heard tales of them in my travels but have never seen them in person before. I find it really intriguing. And you really are too kind to offer your place, and I would be ever so rude if I didn't accept."
After he had been dragged to the farm house Samuel noted how run down it was. This would never do, especially for the one who would be running around and collecting those orbs! This was just, well, a work in progress. The trip to the bathroom confused Samuel but he finally saw the wisdom of the decision. "I think I will be okay Ian. I do have a favor to ask though: My cart and other items are back at the inn. Would you mind going to collect them while I bathe? I would be very grateful." He gave a sweet look, one that showed how sorry he was to ask this. "I would understand if you said no."
The response made Samuel smile and he waved Ian off. After that he stood up...or tried to. His ankle immediately hurt and he sat back down. He grumbled slightly and slipped off his shirt, throwing it down as he started to try to undo his pants. A few minutes of fighting later he had gotten them down enough to just release his boxers from their bondage and was still sitting down and getting no where.
He stayed this way until he heard the door open and waited a few seconds, "Ian?" His voice carried a hint of embarrassment and shyness, but he stood his ground when Ian came in to the bathroom, "Ian, I am so sorry, but I do not believe I can undress myself. I...I would like you to help me? I really do apologize, we just met and you are already doing so much for me. If we bathe together I could wash your back, how about that?"
With Ian's help Samuel stood up and allowed Ian to pull off his pants and boxers. Samuel's bark-toned color covered his entire body, with just a hint of lightening over his groin area in the shape of his boxers. His penis was nothing to write home about and had the same midnight color as his hair in a patch right above it. Perhaps he was a grower, otherwise he might have had to have been very shy.
Samuel gently laid himself into the bath and watched Ian as subtly as he could, taking in the view of his knight in denim armor. Samuel held back a low whistle as Ian stripped down and politely turned his head when he thought Ian would notice him checking him out. He really, REALLY owed those sprites now.
Samuel gave a low, almost sexual moan as the warm water washed over him, looking at Ian with gratitude. "Thank you so much. There has to be a way I can pay you back somewhat today, isn't there?"
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Hearing that there were things back at the inn, he glanced outside at the time and nodded, before leaving Samuel to doing what he needed to. He trusted that the other male couldnt and wouldnt steal anything; mainly because he had nothing valuable to steal. Hopping over to the inn, he asked for Samuels items, and while it would have been a bit strange to just hand over a persons possessions, he was given the cart without question and told to take care of the other male. Raising an eyebrow, he just packed up the items and trotted home.
These people are weirder and weirderway too friendlybut I guess theyre villagers for a reason. he thought to himself, noting that hed have to work on being that friendly back. Being from the city had its disadvantages in village life, such as the strange trust issues that they seemed to not have, when he was still thinking that there was a possibility that someone would misuse that.
Once home, he kicked the door shut and placed the items down to the side, before hearing a voice. Hm? he hummed back in question, following the sound to the bathroom as he knew it was Samuel. He didnt open the door for a moment, before he realized that the other male was waiting for him. Stepping in, he raised an eyebrow as he saw that the other male hadnt done anything. Whats up?
When told that the traveler couldnt undress himself, he blinked and realized that he shouldnt have expected someone injured to take care of himself easily. Man, Im sorry. Here, let me Ian knelt before Samuel and unzipped his pants, before standing up and wrapping his arms around Samuels waist. Gently, he helped slip off the pants and boxers, seeing that the dark colored skin was tanned all around.
Sexy, Sam. he jested with the other male, as he tried to gently slip the traveler into the water. He began to strip himself as well, since hed need to bath with him, and itd be easiest. Firm muscles over a much paler shade of skin though, as he hadnt been out in the sun as long as Samuel probably had been. He had been facing away from the dark haired man, so he didnt even see the other staring at his form.
Just after Samuel asked him if there was something to repay him back with, he slipped off his boxers and a ringing pop came back. Shitplease no-
Lucky! the sprite called out, floating in the midst of the bathroom, before dropping the small note-orb onto the pile of clothes that Ian had piled up. The little note rolled to a stop and had Moon Viewing on it, making him blush.
Ddont mention it. Ignoring it for now, he turned around and moved to get into the tub with Samuel. He wasnt something that was extra large himself, with a toned figure and an average sized member. Not that they were comparing, but being average length was at least something he didnt have to be embarrassed about.
Reaching out, he grabbed for the washcloths and handed Samuel one, after pouring a good amount of liquid soap onto it. Here, you can wash yourself, right? the brunette joked, as if hed have to rub his fingers all over the other males body. One bad sprain on his ankle wasnt going to completely handicapped him though, and later, theyd need to change the wet bandages. For now, he took his own washcloth and rubbed the soap over him, scrubbing away the dirty and sweat of the day.
It was a bit strange to bathe with another person, let alone a guy, but he tried not to focus on it too much, least he made it awkward. As for the note, he didnt mention about it. So, what do you want to do later? Play some cards or get some rest? perhaps it was best not to talk in the bath together, as he felt awkward right after his question.
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Samuel chuckled at the orb and managed to memorize that one for the book. "Don't worry, I don't mind them." He stayed silent and washed himself as he watched the man bathe, taking in his pale skin before making his move.
Samuel adjusted himself and touched Ian softly, turning him so that Ian was facing away from him, "Here, let me get your back for you. You can't reach it yourself and you have been so nice to me." With the bathwater and soap Samuel smelled much better. He rubbed Ian's back and listened to his ideas, shrugging, "I am not sure what I'd like to do. I suppose since we are staying together I could read you some stories. I sell literature...among other things I didn't pander at the village."
His hands slipped under the water as the cloth brushed against Ian's back, his hands gingerly touching the skin around the cloth in various positions as he 'slipped' up. "But playing cards sounds rather fun. I could also give you some extra seeds for your farm."
He had finally reached the small of Ian's back and ran the cloth just over his butt, his hands slipping and the cloth falling, his hands left groping Ian. He left it there for just a second too long before pulling back, "I am sorry. I lost my grip on it. But you look clean now. Oh, I'm also good at back rubs. Perhaps I could give you one later."
He moved and turned his back on Ian, not bothering to look him in the face for right now. He did feel moderately embarrassed, if only from being caught. Ian was very attractive. Plus he just felt...good. He'd grow even better the more he farmed and Samuel looked forward to it so much. Sure, they weren't the same race, and perhaps not even the same species, but Samuel didn't much see that as a problem. They did have other similarities.
"Ian...did you ever have a dream about a woman in stone asking you for help? I-oh, never mind. That's a bit silly."
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Ian hadnt minded much when he was turned, as he thought that perhaps it was best they didnt face one another. However, when he felt the warm hands on his back, smoothing a washcloth over his flesh, the brunette shivered. He hadnt had another person wash him since he was young, and the famer was used to doing things on his own, so it was an experience to feel someone was his back. In fact, it felt rather nice, so he didnt protest and allowed Samuel to clean him.
He had almost leaned back against the touches, before he came too and felt the hands slip down lower. It wasnt until Samuel groped his left buttocks, did he gave out a small intake of air and tensed a bit. The hand was warm, but to be ass-groped so easily made him both irked and embarrassed.
Hm? he made himself vocal again, ignoring the touches so that he didnt have to face another awkward moment. Turning back around, he noted that Samuel turned away from him now. A back rub actually sounds tempting, Sam.
Reaching out, he grasped for the washcloth and began to wash the other males back, not even asking, as he hadnt really been asked. Just a small offer that acted like a warning, so he muttered that hed return the favor. The question had thrown him off, and he was silent for awhile, not knowing what to say to that, as he worked on Samuel. Firm hands soothed over the other males muscles, massaging and rubbing the cloth of soap against the others back. Ian remembered learning that when one fell, their muscles were tensed up for a bit afterwards, so he continued to massage as he washed, not even caring that this might be considered strange.
Once finished, he slipped back and rinsed himself, before waiting for Samuel to do so and then stood up. The two towels he grabbed for were basic sheets of cloth to dry ones body, but were just a tad bit soft not to scrape off skin layers while rubbing it over the flesh. Handing one to Samuel, he stood out of the tub and dried, before reaching over to help the dark haired male out of the tub to dry himself.
Well, he finally started up. I dont remember fully, but I do remember a woman turned to stone and sure, he was being asked for help by little elf/spirit men that popped up randomly with useless orbs. But he wasnt crazy at least, he desperately hoped not. Moving out to the countryside was supposed to relax him, not make him think he was having a mental breakdown.
What, you had a similar dream? Ian joked, grinning as he wrapped an arm around Samuels waist and helped an arm over his shoulders. There, they hobbled into the main room and towards the bed, so that the other male could sit and relax while hed tried to scrape up something for dinner.
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Samuel had enjoyed the rubbing. His muscles were completely relaxed and he felt so much better. He also felt it was pretty bad to have done all this to Ian. Really, it had been worse to get caught. Still, he had done it and nothing terrible had come of it. Perhaps this just meant he could do more. He stood up and took the proffered help, wrapping the towel around his waist as he walked with Ian helping him.
He fought the urge to drag Ian down with him and gingerly sat on the bed. He nodded at the question and looked up at the ceiling, "Before I came to this village a woman asked me to help the person who would collect the notes of freedom to play her symphony of awakening. Or...something. It has gotten a bit fuzzy. But when I saw the note orb...well...I figured maybe I hadn't been dreaming just a normal dream, you know?"
He reached into his pack and pulled out a small book, making two markings as he closed it and placed it back. It was the technical truth, he was just omitting certain things. "I guess...well...maybe this is kismet in a way, eh? I guess I should have stayed here instead of the inn before." He flashed a bright smile and sighed, laying back on the bed and propped up his leg. His towel opened up some and showed off his crotch again. He had little shame, perhaps because they were both men.
"I don't want to take up too much of your time. Really, I will be fine. Why do you not go do something for the farm work? Perhaps water your crops. OH!" He reached into his bag and handed Ian a bag of corn seeds and a bag of eggplant seeds, "Here you go! I figure this can pay for how long I stay here and everything I eat. Does that seem okay?"
He fell back again and looked at his wet bandage. He knew it'd need to be changed sometime today. "Ian, I don't mean to impose too badly, but where are you going to sleep? I think the bed is big enough for both of us, if you don't mind. I would hate to put you out like this."
He moved to lay on his side, cocking his head, "Come on and lie down to see if you'd mind. I'll give you that back rub I offered you."
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Ian wandered around the room as he grabbed a few things and shoved the orbs into the same drawer. It was strange to think of what this meant and what was happening, but he had to reflect back on what Samuel had told him. Knowing that he wasnt the only one who had the dream made him feel better about his hallucinations, and he sighed softly with a bit of relief. Moving back over to the other male, he stood next to Samuel when he was given two bags. Oh, umyeah, this is alright. he shifted from foot to foot, as he played with the bags for a moment.
Im fine with you staying here, since its kind of lonely without company. Just dont break anything. the brunette joked, placing the bags in his tool chest, before shifting himself back to the bed. There was a moments pause, as he wondered if he should press himself down onto the bed or not. Was it going to be awkward? Perhaps, but he didnt think too much on it. Biting down on his bottom lip, he tilted his head and gingerly sat down.
It wasnt too bad at first, as he realized that there was no other away around this. Sharing a bed was the only way that neither of them had to suffer the cold and hard floor. Ian had one blanket, one pillow, and one bed. There was no way he was going to give up his bed, but hed feel bad about shoving a guest down to the floor. So sharing it was.
Sharing was caring, right?
A massage sounds cool, but are you sure? Dont you want to rest or something? because twisting your ankle had to be fun and hed assume one needed rest to heal. There was a hospital just a bit away from his home, so hed have to take Samuel there in the morning. Waking up early, perhaps six in the morning, would give him enough time to water the crops and then bring Samuel next door.
As he lay down on the bed on his stomach, crossing his arms to cushion his head, Ian thought about the seeds. Corn was a summer crop, and eggplants were autumn. That meant that he couldnt plant them yet, since it was just spring, but he could wait for them. Thinking of them as investments, he smiled a bit, despite not expecting anything of the like in return from Samuel but a massage. Hopefully being in only a towel was not going to bother his friend from giving him one.
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Samuel moved and then straddled Ian, his groin and all attached to it pressed against the towel and Ian's buttocks, "Okay, now, lie still." He moved his hands down and started rubbing with a gentle caressing motion that felt like he was grabbing Ian's muscles and rearranging them in a way. His hands worked the shoulders and down the back, feeling the warm flesh of Ian as he continued to work on him. The hands soon reached the small of his back and began to travel back up the spine of his host.
The next set of moves consisted of him pressing his thumbs down rather hard, pushing nerve clusters in ways that would hurt at first but would release endorphins into Ian's body and relaxing his muscles more. The thumbs began to go back up and work the spine, placing disks back in proper alignment and making sure the nerves were bundled correctly and the best pleasure centers were worked to give the best relaxing feeling.
When he got to the shoulders once again Samuel started beating the back lightly, 'karate chop' hands running up and down as he layered out his techniques, reaching back up to the shoulders to press the hands in the same shape deeply into the shoulders and rub them up and down, mixing up pressure to help out his new friend.
The techniques and rubbing continued for a good half hour before Samuel fell off of Ian and sighed, "Well, my hands are tired, but that hopefully means you are relaxed. Do you feel good, Ian?" Samuel smiled as he looked next to the man sitting next to him. "I'm not that great with massages but I do hope you feel better."
He looked down at his leg and sighed, "Could we change the bandage? It's still wet but it's rather cold now and getting uncomfortable." He looked so adorable as he asked, and seemed so sad he had to ask. "If you want to, that is."
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Even with the towels being their only covers for now, he felt like they were too much and too little at the same time. When the fact that he actually thought it was too much crossed his mind, Ian mentally slapped himself. He could feel the heat that radiated between the other males legs. It made him feel strange, as it was warm like a heater, but enough to send a cold chill over his form.
As soon as the massaging started though, his body melted like snow, almost arching against the magical hands if he could find the energy to move. While Samuel wasnt gifted with the best skills at massaging, it was just enough that his muscles were coaxed into relaxing and gave into being meld to whatever the darker haired male desired. Each squeeze was both wonderful and a bit painful, as there were some that were too hard in some areas, while not enough force for others. Still, beyond that, it felt like the pain wasnt long, and the throbbing for more to relax the muscles ached.
Mmhm? Oh, its wonderful. You really know what to do to help this little farmer unwind, huh? he joked, back arching a bit and hips lifting up the other male fractionally because of his movements. Eyelids fluttering shut, Ian hummed as he was given the massage, the rubs and pounding of his flesh causing the muscles to unknot and lax as if he was sleeping.
Samuel was asking about the bandages, but it took him a good minute to comprehend what the other was saying. His peachy skinned body was sprawled out on the bed, completely relaxed and in a desperate need to rest. Farming wasnt too hard of a task in the few things that he was doing, but as a beginner, he was bound to be unused to and inefficient about the simple jobs.
After another minute with his eyes half opened, he jolted awake and jerked up into a sitting position. Ah! The bandages, right! the brunette scrambled a bit, almost falling out of the bed in his haste. He had completely forgotten about them, which should have been handled right after getting out of the bath. In his movements, his towel was tangled in the sheets and was pulled off of his hips, but that didnt seem to faze him. Grabbing for the medical kit, he hobbled back and knelt before Samuel, pulling out the bandages and disinfectants.
Tell me if I hurt you Ian murmured, head slightly bowed as he gently touched the ankle and began to unwrap the cold and wet bandages. Unraveling them and wiping them down with the disinfecting wipes, the brunette was still somewhat unaware that he was nudenot with the amount of attention he was giving the ankle.
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Samuel watched with interest as Ian got up and his towel dropped. It, like the bath, was not a bad look on the man. Quite the opposite. If it wasn't for all the brambles and nasty bugs Samuel might want to farm that way and perhaps get a nice tan all over his body. Then the question registered, "Oh, okay Ian. I will. Don't worry, I'm actually pretty tough."
The bandaging went well and Samuel did enjoy the view from where he was. He watched the bandage come off and gave a grin as he watched Ian sway in the wind. Yes, this was a perfect housing condition indeed, "So, assuming we both aren't hallucinating and that our actions are going to draw these sprites in with their orbs, perhaps we might want to see what they want exactly. This may speed about their recovery, if we can do what they want."
He didn't let on to his own part in this. He was surprised as Ian that he had been able to summon on of those beings with that farcical "moon gazing." Perhaps it was only because Ian was the subject. "Ian, be a dear and fetch my pack for me, would you? Thank you so much." He pulled out his little note book that had a list of orbs with numbers next to them. In no particular order he added the new ones in, showing they had three of the orbs needed.
He thought about what one he might want to do next and looked over at Ian. There could be something... He pulled out a slab of bread and offered it to Ian, a small light going off in his head, "I don't have much on me at the moment, but perhaps if you have any food left we could make sandwiches? That could at least tie us over."
He waited for a small second and then grabbed Ian's rear when he was close enough to get the bread, "Also, your towel fell off. Not that I mind much. Your skin tone is rather different than mine and is different all around. I really do like it."
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I hope were not hallucinating or maybe I should hope weare the brunette chuckled, finishing up his work, before grabbing the other males pack. It seemed like Samuel had to keep track of something, almost like a diary. However, as curious as he was, he didnt dare peek over the other males hand, since he knew that would be rude. Shaking that off, he moved to stand and get something from the fridge, thinking that they had something to make to eat.
When the hand came and groped his bottom though, he squeaked and bit down on his tongue. If anyone ever asked, he would rather be tortured than admit he had done something so feminine. WhaOH! quickly, he rushed to the fallen towel and quickly covered his modesty. The red flush along his body indicated that he was embarrassed for not even noticing that, but he supposed he was too used to living alone that he rarely noted being nude in his home.
That should change, else he made Samuel uncomfortable.
Sorryum, thanks, I guess. Ian mutter, shifting his foot, before moving towards the small kitchen. He tried to act as if nothing had occurred, even though his skin was throbbing at the area that the other male had touched. It was a strange feeling, something he hadnt experience for quite some time with a woman, and never with a man. Was it a buddy to buddy gesture? Perhaps, but he wasnt used to this type of male bonding either.
Oh wellmaybe he hadnt seen many other guysand wanted to know if they were as rough as he was?the farmer wondered in his mind. Trying harder to shake it off, he turned and began to make the sandwiches, thanking whatever crazy deity that he had enough food for them. The towel hung limply along his hips, smooth skin almost taunting Samuel to touch, but there wasnt permission to do said action. Is there something you dont like in your sandwich? he asked over his shoulder, cutting the cucumber.
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Samuel thought about the sandwich question for a while and shrugged, "I don't much like eggs on them, or ribs, but otherwise I think I can be pretty okay. Unless it is an egg sandwich between toast, then I can stand egg on it." He smirked and looked at what Ian was working with, "What you have should be fine in any combination, don't worry."
He stood up, gently testing his foot and finding it still wasn't perfectly adequate. He kept little weight on the limb and grabbed a chair to balance himself on. He used it as a makeshift walker and moved over to Ian, looking over his shoulder, "Thanks for this, once again. Everything, I mean. You could have just forced me to stay at the hotel and I'd just be out of luck. You are really kind. Do tell me if there is anything I can ever do for you, okay?" He spoke in gentle terms and let just an undertone of sultriness intrude on his intonation of 'anything,' letting Ian know that he was up for some things other men wouldn't be if asked the right way.
He waited and took his sandwich when it was made, moving his chair and himself back to the bed. As he slumped down the chair caught his towel and held onto it, revealing Samuel's nudity in all it's glory. He was surprisingly well tanned, his groin area being the only place that was somewhat lighter and Ian had a complete view of how true that was. Samuel, unlike his host, had no fear of being naked and lounged on the bed in such a way to elevate his foot and as best as he could also draw attention to his ample maleness.
"This sandwich is really good Ian. You do well with limited resources. I can't wait to see what you can do when you are fully stocked up on all the proper items." Samuel gave Ian a pleased look and there was a light twinkle in his eyes that could mean he was taking a sinister delight in the exhibitionism he was indulging in. He didn't seem ashamed at all of his nakedness unlike Ian had been and almost reveled in it. At least as much as he could without sending Ian running from the house screaming he had taken in a foul pervert. "So, what crops were you planting recently? I might be able to send for some seeds of those from a warehouse far away. It is the least I can do for all your kindness."
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Taking note that Samuel wasnt an egg fan, he nodded and finished up making the sandwich as fast as he could. It was getting late, so a small dinner was going to have to suffice. After all, he didnt want to bloat them before they went to bed, thus causing them to sleep in later, or perhaps wake up much earlier than they desired. Just as he was about to turn around, he felt the dark haired males presence behind him, making him gasp softly in shock.
Um no worries. I mean, gosh, its not like I was going to leave you injured in the middle of nowhere. This village is small enough as it is. he joked, his heartbeat picking up another rhythm at Samuels tone of voice. Once finished with the sandwich, he didnt protest when the other male grabbed for one and moved to sit down to eat. Slightly embarrassed to see the other males nudity, he kept his gaze firmly above chest level as he moved to sit next to Samuel and began eating his own.
Taking a bite of his sandwich and licking a glob of mayonnaise from the corner of his lips, he tilted his head in thought. I planted some turnips and cabbage today. Im not apt in farming, to tell the truth, so Ill have to research on what I can plant in spring. shrugging his shoulders, he took another bite, leaving yet another trail of mayonnaise along his lips. Making a note to put less in next time, he shifted so that his towel was covering as much of his nude skin as possible. What do you usually like to do? I mean, youre slightly home-bound for some time until you heal, and I wouldnt want you to be moving around to help along the farm.
Of course, he remembered the housing work that they had agreed on, but there wasnt much to do around a bare house to begin with. Ive been planning to have a barn built chickens would probably be easiest to start off with. Maybe cows and a horse later oh, do you know how to sow? Maybe I could get sheep and the wool could be used to make clothes and sheets. Anduh not that um he trailed off, realizing that he had been rambling, as well as make the assumption that Samuel was going to stick around that long. Finishing his sandwich off as fast as he could, he went to clean off his plate, before digging through his drawers to find boxers and some clothes.
Do you need spare sleeping clothes? he asked, top half almost pushed into the large drawer as he raked through the hung clothes.
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"Oh yes, I can sew. I can also knit. And I can cook when pressed and am told I am a delightful dancer. Not that the latter will come into effect any time soon though." He grinned, catching onto the fact that Ian did not seem in any hurry to get rid of him. He pulled his towel over and wiped Ian's mouth the final time, grinning cutely. "Not that you are trying to guilt me into staying. I understand. Honestly I think I will be here a while longer, and I will have to make myself useful so I do not just leech off your generous hospitality. Tomorrow we should go into town and I will purchase a cane. That should give me enough leeway to move about on my own and enough freedom to clean up around here and pull my weight."
He did a quick scan of the dusty, empty house, "It won't take much I believe. But just getting this place into shape should keep me occupied for a very long time. Long enough to pay my debt back I hope. And, if not, I can always loosen you up with back rubs after your long days working in the farm." Samuel laid back on the bed, somehow having escaped the fate of Ian's mouth with the mayonnaise the entire time he had been eating.
"Clothes? I...well...to be honest I sleep in the nude. Wearing clothes in bed makes it so I cannot sleep comfortably and predisposes me to bad dreams. I will wear this towel if you would like, or I could take the floor and a sheet. I do not mind either way." He gave a look of honest embarrassment as if some sort of deep dark secret had been dredged up from his past. He had almost been hoping to sleep body to body with Ian, holding the warm man close as they both dreamt. Of course it was an idle fancy driven more by boyish lust and excitement than any real sense of reality. The chance of anyone but a pure saint or dastardly pervert letting him sleep naked in the bed with him was slim and the two most logical people to do it were challenging in their own ways.
Samuel acted on a sudden feeling of exposure and shame, his left hand going down to cover up his length as he felt the warmth of blood rushing down his body. He knew he must be red at least from his face to his chest, if not a bit lower. "I'm sorry, I'm not used to...this. I mean...well...you're nice and sweet and...if you were a bit kinkier I'd swear we were characters in some sort of erotic novella. Or perhaps I was the one sent to seduce the naive young farmer, if said farmer hadn't just come from the city. Never mind. I will gladly take the floor, if only to silence my own babble."
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Fingers brushing against a spare boxer, Ian paused midway as he was pulling it out of the drawer. It seemed that he hadnt thought about ever sleeping in the buff, or the possibility of it. The idea played in his mind, wondering how it would feel if he were to do that one day. The bedding would definitely have to be soft, or his junk would rub painfully on the sheets; he was a stomach sleeper after all.
After a few moments, he finally shrugged his shoulders and had to take another moment to answer. Well, I suppose I dont mind. Were both guys after all. he noted, standing up and waving the boxers in his hands as he pulled out another pair. Then again, we could have had matching boxers for our sleepover. Oh, darns. the brunette joked, turning his body with a smirk plastered on his lips to show that he was playing around. As he turned, the boxers slipped out of his hands, with one landing in the opened drawer and the other on the ground, as he took in Samuels sight.
Ian would like to think he wasnt of the dumb sort. He was a smart male that graduated with As and a few specks of Bs. Sure, social interaction escaped him every so often, so hed learn that there was always an explanation for anything that escaped ones grasp. Like now, with Samuel bright red, covering his crotch.
His nude crotch.
Taking a small breath, he let a slightly weak smile drift over his lips to replace the smirk. Because really, nothing looked more lecherous than a smirking guy with an injured guy essentially trapped in his farm house. Truly, this was like some bad gay porno. Wow uhno joking on the erotic novella, huh?, would have been a bad way to end that sentence.
The brunette came up with no explanation for that though, and while he knew he should have diverted his eyes from the mans crotch, it was easier said than done. So uh, were both guys. No need to get shy on me. the silent question ran in his mind, asking if Samuel was a virgin. Certainly Ian wasnt going to tell the other male he was one as well, but he didnt get hard just talking about any sexual thing.
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Samuel gave a little laugh at the matching boxers comment but seemed to still be rather embarrassed. "I am sorry about this it's just...well, you are so nice to me. I didn't expect that. I almost feel as if I am taking advantage of you. But you are right, I shouldn't be ashamed. I wasn't before and just because you are a nice man does not take back the fact that you have already seen me unclothed before." He moved his hand and exposed his penis once more.
He moved over so Ian could get in the bed as well. As Ian laid down Samuel wrapped his arms around him in a hugging motion and pulled him close, allowing their bodies to press into one another. "Thank you, again. You will not be disappointed. I'll have this place looking like a real house in no time. Perhaps we can even get some furniture for you in here. And a better table. A trash can as well. SOMETHING besides these bare walls."
He gave a light smile before letting Ian go and slipping off into his dreams. He had no dreams of a woman asking to be rescued, but he had rather generic ones of flight and embarrassing moments of his past. He would wake up with an erection that most men had in the morning and turn over, waiting for it to go down and so that Ian wouldn't see the covers risen up around his shaft in case he awoke. His gaze would also trail down Ian, just in case he could get a view of the pale man even if he was covered up.
It suddenly struck Samuel as odd that Ian hadn't gotten up as farm life did start so early. "Ian, Ian, get up. It is nearly dawn!" Samuel had been getting up this early for most of his life thanks to his traveling profession. he figured it would be good for Ian to practice getting up so early as in the city life was much more calm and laid back. Well, at least time wise.
"Ian, it is time to check on your crops. It is best to get to them early. I think you should also clear out the weeds." He didn't want to sound like too much of a nag but he was unsure as to how much Ian knew about farming. "I can make breakfast if you want and if you need some time to get up."
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Ian shrugged to shake off the strangeness of the situation, but he didnt object to having the house remodeled. After all, bare walls with nothing but the basics didnt make a home, and thiswasgoing to be his home for an undetermined amount of time. Well night he drawled out, slipping under the covers with a bit of hesitancy in his movements. Once the covers were over his form, he faced away from Samuel and lay on his side.
The night drifted into darkness, where dreams took over and left him playing with fluffy sheep and fat cows. It was then that he felt his body shaken, causing him to snap his eyes open in alarm. Wha-!? but the question melted away, as he realized the sun was very much up, and the voice next to him was of his companion telling him to go water the crops.
From what he had learned, the crops needed plenty of water, and not watering it as early as he could in the day would cause a bit of an unhealthy starvation for the plant. Falling out of bed, he dragged part of the covers with him. In his haste to pull out a pair of trousers from the drawer and find a suitable shirt somewhere in a bag of clothes that he had yet to unpack, Ian didnt even notice the state that Samuel woke up in. Nor did he take note to cover up his own state of morning wood.
The clothes were practically yanked on, before he slipped on his shoes. Ill be back in an hour! Breakfast would be wonderful, but dont strain yourself! Ill make it if youll wait~ and even before he was finished with his morning greeting, he was already out of the door; voice drifting further and further way. With his watering can in his hand, he dripped it into the well and began to sprinkle a generous amount of water upon the tilled soil. The drying patches seemed to just flourish with health again, as the water made miniscule creators within the dirt. Even though he thought it would only take an hour, it was another two before he would be able to drag himself back to the house.
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Samuel waited a little while after Ian left, figuring that he could be patient for the man to return. It was after the first hour that he realized that the man was not going to be back as he had said. Samuel gave a little sigh but smiled as he pulled himself out of the bed and rested his leg upon a chair. With a little effort he got his underwear and pants on, a small glimmer of remembrance on his eyes as the image of a naked Ian ran through his mind. He slid the chair over to the small kitchen area and checked out what was available to them both for food. He settled on eggs and some of the bread they had had the night before.
He cracked the eggs into a pan that he greased with a light amount of butter, letting them slide about as he shredded up some cheese. With a little flurry he started scrambling the eggs and the cheese together to finish the product up and evenly distribute the flavors. The bread slices were toasted and placed beside the two plates he had found and dusted off for them to eat on. When he was done he noticed that Ian still did not seem to be coming in. The poor boy must have completely underestimated how little work he had to do. Ah, but that was common with people just starting out in new jobs.
Samuel grabbed the ratty looking broom that had been left and began to sweep, maneuvering the chair around to get most of the house. It was hard work more because the broom was in rather bad repair instead of the fact that Samuel only had one good leg. Yet he still was able to gather up enough of the dust on the floor and swept it outside and thus leaving the house looking moderately better than it had started out as.
He was scooting back to the table when he heard the door open and saw Ian, "Ian! Welcome back. I made eggs and toast for us. I can probably help out buying new products for us to eat when we head to town today. And with a cane or other prop I can more easily move about to cook." He motioned for the tired looking farmer man to sit down and enjoy himself. "I think I got a good start on the floor, which will be better once I get more time. I am just going on though, how was the farm work today?"
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By the time he had made it back to the house, it had reached just a little over the third hour of being away. He sighed a little guiltily, as he had left Samuel to fend for himself in his injured state. Opening the door, he hoped to find that the other male wasnt hurt further or something, only to hear a welcome to his arrival. Relieved, he smiled brightly and nodded. Thank you. It seems that youre able to move around and cook just fine. Ian refrained from jesting about how much of a housewife the other male reminded him of.
Perhaps I should buy farm animals? he asked, as he edged himself towards the seat and settled himself for some eggs and toast. Nothing big I suppose, but if I could get enough wood in the next few days, I could probably have a small barn built. Ian was sure that it was going to cost a pretty penny, but if that meant for the better in the long run, it wasnt a bad investment. Plus, it would give them ingredients that they would need for stable foods.
And Ill make a cane for you after breakfaer, lunch, if thats alright? he asked, picking up a fork and taking a small bite out of the food. It had been cooked just as he liked it, and the toast was a nice addition. Seemingly just eating replenished his strength, and he felt much better than he had when he had first came into the house. Gazing over at the other male, he smiled took a long up and down look at the figure before him. You look like youre doing well. I hope you slept well? I do apologize for running out on you so early in the morning.
Because with their situation, didntthatlook and sound odd? The brunette immediately cut his train of thought off as soon as he could, as he didnt think it was a good idea to do such a thing at any hour of the day. Lustful thoughts, while might be accepted between men, was not a good idea for someone who was your house-mate for the next few weeks or so. Even though he knew that, his mind wandered, and he remembered Samuels rather adorable look when he was asleepyes, hed admit that he had turned over in the middle of the night and in a half-dazed sleep, he stared for a little bit. Just a little though!
Clearing his throat and mind, he finished off the meal and peeked over to the dark haired male. You know, this might sound stupid but after doing the crops, what else do I do? was this it? Farming didnt seem to take forever, if so
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"That would be fine if you made the cane. I would be very grateful. And I think that is a wonderful idea with the barn. It would be a bit more work, but I suppose that would mean more money coming in. Then you could get new items for your house and I could help rearrange them and do more work around the house." He smiled and noticed the odd way Ian seemed to be looking at him for a moment. It was almost adorable, in it's own way.
"I do not mind you running out on me this morning. You slept in a little and that is more than understandable. I think I am lucky that in your haste you remembered your clothing and I didn't have to limp around to find you outside watering plants in the buff. And as what to do after working for a day...I am unsure. You could walk about and make sure any unkempt grass becomes kept, that there are no excessive rocks upon your property, or walk about the forest. You could even try fishing like I was before. You can borrow my rod if you wish. I think fish would be worth quite a bit and would make a great dinner item."
Samuel readjusted himself so that his leg was in a spare chair and stretched himself out. He wasn't particularly good at the farm life. If he had his way he would just have Ian walking about and being eye candy. That wouldn't provide the young farmer with a barn though, nor would it get him money. If Samuel had the cash he might dole it out just for acting that way but the world wasn't going to work in that manner.
"Maybe you should go clear some stumps for wood? I can wash the dishes while you are out and get dinner started. I figured I would make a stew so it could last us a few days. Hopefully by then you could have made enough money that we can get more food in, or you can find some things out in the woods while we wait for the plants to grow. Anyway, I think I may be out of ideas of what to do after farming. Tonight, if you wish, I can rub you down again. You will probably be sore enough to need it."
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At the rush of information and speech to be tossed in his direction, Ian blinked a few times like a landed fish. Most of the things that Samuel told him to do didnt sound that extensive, but weeds were growing every day, and he was sure that an unkempt farm wasnt appealing. There were rows and rows of growing crops, so he could spend time watering and tending to them. To the brunette, farming didnt consist of much, especially since one was able to leave the crops there and allowed them to grow as the days rolled by.
Shrugging his shoulders, he nodded and stood up once more. I guess youre right. Um do be careful though, alright? Ill catch some fish for storage and maybe chop down some wood for us. Thatll be good for making a cane for you. And afterwards, Id love a massage if it doesnt bother you. for a brief moment, he entertained the idea of leaning closer to the black haired male and giving him a kiss on the cheek as a preemptive thank you. It felt like they were starting off a life together like married couples. Which wasnt possible, since they werent even dating.
But well, that should end that train of thought. Ill be back soon. was all he said, patting Samuels shoulder and quickly leaving before the other male saw the flushed pink cheeks he had. The door closed with a final thud, before he was seen from the window with an axe over his shoulder, a fishing pole over the other, and a small backpack of tools.
That was closehe mentally sighed to himself, finding that he was forming such strange thoughts about his roommate. Samuel seemed like a nice guy, so he really didnt think it was a good idea to form such imagines in his mind and take advantage of the other male. So banishing those thoughts of naughty things, he focused on cleaning the weeds around the farm land that he owned, fished one or two small ones, and then wandered to chop a few wood pieces that didnt seem to be of use to anyone. Gathering them was a bit difficult, but he managed, before carving a sturdy stick he found into a good walking cane. It was there that he found random flowers as well.
Without even thinking about it, he plucked it up and began to head back home. Ian didnt think he needed to knock on his own door, so he entered with casual ease. A smile was upon his lips as he stepped up to Samuel and offered him the flower. Look what I found. Its for you.
A small tinkling sound arose and LUCKY cried out of nowhere. It nearly made him jump, but soon, without seeing any little sprites, a small orb rolled between their feet. It was the Full Bloom Flowers note, given for giving flowers to a crush. Of course, if Ian knew what it was representing, he would have blushed. Instead, he just stared at it oddly, with his hand still held out to offer Samuel the flower.
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Samuel found the hesitation rather flattering. He figured that Ian didn't want to leave to stay with him. Or, perhaps he was worried about hurting his leg. Samuel preferred the latter idea so he stayed with it as he moved to pick up where he left off sweeping. He spent all the time Ian was out tidying up, moving slowly on his foot as he did so. He managed to get all the dust and grime off the floor and left it spotless. He then decided the windows needed some polishing and got some soap and water in a bucket along with a towel to use as a rag and went to work.
He managed to get the insides of the windows to be very clean before Ian got home. He was startled by the flowers and gave a smile of joy when he was given to them. Ian DID like him! The small chime and globe that appeared just reinforced this idea and made Samuel blush, his dark cheeks turning a deeper brown as he beheld the orb and the flowers, "Th-thank you very much, Ian. I like them very much. You didn't have to do this...but thank you! The cane also is just too much!"
He placed them against the side of the bucket since they had no vase and took the fish from Ian, smiling at him, "These will do. I will make dinner with one and a picnic lunch for us for tomorrow. You should go bathe, you have been outside a whole lot today." Samuel tucked the orb away with the others and marked the note off when Ian headed out of sight. With that done he cleanly opened the fish out and brought out the guts in swift movements and soon began to remove the scales, each one of the shimmering pieces of the dead animal landing in the sink only to be washed away as the fish was cleansed in and out. He pulled a small grill top out and placed the fish on top of the stove as he began to work the heat, leaving the fish to be cooked whole. With as much finesse as the first he cleaned out the second one and placed the meat into the refrigerator to rest until the next day.
He flipped the fish over to finish cooking on the other side, listening for Ian as he did this. He imagined his body in the water, the soft yet strong form that would become firmer over the days and weeks of farming. The light skin just waiting to be kissed dark by the sun. Those brilliant eyes that seemed to beg for attention. He almost tried to run in and test the new cane but decided to wait. Patience was always rewarded.
The meal was simple, one fish to share between them and water. Samuel made sure that Ian got most of the fish, using a simple tactic. Once he was done he stood up and used his cane to move to Ian's side where he laid a hand on his back and began to knead, "You poor man, being outside and then in the woods all alone. I will need to get all that stress out of you. I hope you are ready for a good, long rub down." He moved closer, his shoulder length hair grazing Ian's cheek as he maneuvered to his ear, "And, perhaps, a very happy ending."
He had no idea if Ian would comprehend what he was offering, but he would try. And, if Ian did not grasp the gist of the saying he would just be pleasantly surprised when the massage turned to a more erotic turn. Samuel shivered, knowing that the male had a crush on him. He may just have to go slower. Perhaps a kiss to see how Ian reacted. Still, that image from the morning...he did want to. "Just as soon as you finish eating. You need your strength."
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After giving Samuel the flowers, he sat down and waited for food to be finished. Once he was able to, he began to eat slowly, knowing that if he stuffed it all in his mouth, hed choke or get a stomach ache. The moment seemed to drag on as he nibbled on meal, listening into whatever the dark haired male spoke of. It made him blink a few times, mind taking a much dirtier route than he would have liked. Perperhaps. he answered in turn, nodding his head a bit before resuming his meal. Are you not going to eat? he asked, before glancing at the cane he had made.
It wasnt the best cane there was, nor was it fancy. Just a simple stick that was sturdy and smoothed down, but he hoped it worked for now. At least until he made enough money to buy a better one from the woodshop well, if Samuel even needed it by then. The crops were going to take some time to grow, and even with constant watering, it had a chance of coming out of a lower quality and grade.
After finishing his meal, he stood up and stretched, before scratching his head. Ian paused for a moment, thinking of what he should do. The morning of work led to a rather nice lunch, which led to what? I should go visit the other villagers. he announced, moving over towards the drawer to find some more suitable clothes to wear. Nothing of interest caught his attention, as they were all worn out jeans and random assortments of tee-shirts and sweaters.
Fishing further into the deeper end of the drawer, he found a simple long sleeved shirt that looked casual but pleasant enough that would be suitable for meeting new people. Would you like to come? We could see the doctor here as well but then again, we could wait a day or two so that you had the strength to go. he announced, knowing that walking around town with a limp was going to hurt the good ankle.
As he spoke, he pulled off his shirt with a slow ease, trying not to get the dirty that flecked on his shirt onto the ground. Toned muscles were revealed, layered with smooth white flesh that has not yet the time to tan like a farmers would. Ian knew he was going to get tanned eventually, since he was sure hed commit to a good while in the farming direction. The fact that he had nowhere else to go if he dropped farming helped him know that he was going to be working this career as well. Once the shirt was off, he curled it up and threw it into the clothing bin.
Did you clean around? Things look nice. he commented, brushing chestnut hair out of his face, as he realized that his clothes were all in drawers instead of a few out and out as he had left them. Finding a new pair of jeans, he peeled off his pants and stood in just boxers, as he compared two shadings of the same style of jeans. Dark or light while it didnt matter on a normal day, he wanted to make an impression on the other villages. Which do you think I should wear?
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"You can go ahead into town. I will stretch my legs and walk around the farm, okay? That way I won't be inside the entire day. Take your time and I'll see you when you get back." He walked outside with Ian when the man was about to leave and then stopped him for a second, "Ian, you have a bit of dirt right there. Let me get it." He placed his hand on Ian's cheek and removed a smudge, resting his hand on it just for a fraction too long. "Come home soon, okay? I will run you a bath so you can get clean and then I can spoil you."
Samuel watched the man walk away and his eyes were plastered on his farmer friend. He mulled over in his head over the orb of the crush. Yes, he was supposed to make sure Ian got the orbs and that required many rather fun activities, but he hadn't really counted on the farmer man falling for him, even in this fashion. He figured he would be pushing the boy into debauchery and other erotic debacles. Now it could be much easier. Yet he was torn. Perhaps he liked Ian a little bit too, more than just the feel of the pale skin, more than just the lustful attraction. Samuel gave a little grunt, pushing the thought out of his mind. He'd cross that bridge when he came to it. For now he just needed to focus on his work.
Near the farm were a few wild apple trees. Samuel leaned against the tree and snapped his finger, calling one of the little elf-sprite-servants. "You, get me some of those apples."
The sprite-thing shook it's head and Samuel gave a glower until he realized why. "GREAT. This is just wonderful." He took his cane and began whacking the apples he could reach, collecting a few before moving to another tree and repeating it until he had fifteen of them. A small chime came and an orb appeared in his bundle, Samuel using his shirt to carry his food and prize to the farmhouse. He dropped all of it into the sink and grasped the orb, idly placing it into the drawer with little fanfare.
He ran water over the apples, placing a bowl filled with water in the side sink and resting the apples in it as he hobbled into the bathroom. A little twist of the surprisingly well kept knob and water began to rush into the tub. Samuel held his hand under the stream as he sat on the side and felt the water temperature rise. The stopper fell into place as the water got hot enough and Samuel filled the tub for Ian. He found his mind wander for a brief second as he wondered how Ian was doing in town. Everyone should be nice to him, shouldn't they?
Samuel hobbled out of the bathroom and went over to the sink, throwing out the water that had rinsed off the apples. He took a knife to one and cut it into slices before biting into it. He leaned against the counter and waited for Ian, an idle wonder if the man was okay at the forefront of his thoughts.
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Deciding on the darker pair of jeans, he slipped them on and stood up, only to be confronted by the other male. His breath seemed to hitch as he felt the rough, yet somehow still somewhat soft, fingers brush against his cheek. The heat coming off of his cheeks had to be a give away, as he stepped back and mumbled something. It wasnt anything really, just to make a noise so that Samuel knew he appreciated that. After all, he didnt want to go outside and wandered with a smudge on his cheek. Thanks. he rushed out afterwards, making it as clear as he could, before grabbing a jacket and leaving the house as soon as he could.
Man, what the hell?Ian mentally huffed, sighing a bit outwardly. His mind was racing with why he was flustered, while his stomach felt like there were butterflies in it. The brunette had had a few crushes before, a handful of girlfriends, and even fewer flings. But the idea of crushing on another male was a bit foreign to him, and even more so with someone he didnt know very well. They had met only a few days ago, if that, and now he was acting like Samuel was his surprise housewife or something.
Forcing himself to file it into the back of his mind, he wandered his way towards the other major pubs of the village. The hospital was cozy and warm, just like the rest of the village, with a rather young doctor by the name of Alex, and an older woman of Martha. They were welcoming and told him to bring in his friend whenever he could, and if he couldnt, just tell them and theyd pay a house visit. Thanking them, he wandered around town once more, meeting the ranchers, the woodshop builders, and an inn keeper.
After the long day of visiting and making it as brief as he could, he thanked everyone for their hospitality and began to trek home. The door opened with a slight creeksomething he knew hed have to fix when given time and money. Samuel? Im home the brunette felt silly saying that, as if he was some working husband. Peeking in the kitchens direction, he smiled shyly at the other male and inched closer to nudge their shoulders together. Hey, how is the leg doing? he asked, peeking downwards the area. After a bath, Ill put on new bandages for you. The doctor in town said its fine to visit him whenever, and if you cant get over there, hell visit us.
As he spoke, he pulled out a small orb that had dropped on his head from earlier. It was the new friends orb, given for when one met the people of the village.
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Samuel appreciated the nudges when Ian came home and accepted the orb with little fanfare, "That is very good. When I feel like I can make a trip I will certainly go with you. I may have to lean on you a little bit though." He placed some of his weight upon Ian, the scent of apple on his breath as he faced the man, "If you don't mind. I figure it wouldn't hurt to becloserto you on the trip." He felt a schoolish pleasure in this cheap flirtation. It was cute and such, but was just a softening blow for his later ideas.
"I think my bandage can wait. You go wash up and I'll see to YOU after the bath. You already made me this fine cane and spent your day working, I can help you out more." He said this with a little squeeze on Ian's shoulders to remind the farmer of the tension relieving massages that were within his grasp. He pointed Ian to the bathroom and grinned, "Go on, go on! Get yourself clean and all squeaky so I can get to work on that nice back of yours."
Samuel placed the orb in the drawer with the others and noted this one as well in his little book. This was a pretty good haul for just two days. Sure, they didn't even have ten percent of the orbs ready, but this was more than enough for just two days of work. Samuel placed the book back and waited patiently for Ian, sitting on a chair next to the bed. He had his little pack with him and reached in it when he saw the pale farmer come out of the bath, "I figured I could use some oils on you this time. They can really help." He motioned for the other to come over and, when Ian was close enough, Samuel lashed out and stripped him to nothing, tossing whatever items he would have placed on onto the clean floor, took a moment to appreciate the view and the way Ian reacted, and then placed Ian face down on the bed.
"All professional massages are done in the nude. Don't worry, I'll be careful." He rested a warm hand on Ian's back and rubbed soothingly to calm him down and make sure he didn't reach for any other covers. That could potentially ruin everything. A small twist and the oil cap came off, the scent of lavender and chamomile filling the close area. A few drops were placed on Ian's back, warming where they landed. Samuel's sure and rough hands found these droplets and coated themselves in them, dragging the warmth all over Ian's back. "Oh dear, you DO feel so tense! I may have to give you a special massage this time to completely relax you."
Samuel was glad of his vantage point and Ian's own direction. The injured masseur was sporting a rather profound erection at seeing Ian's own items once more. The lustful and carnal thoughts running through his mind didn't help much. Images of him pushing Ian up against a barn and taking him right then and there was the first one, followed by himself being bent over the dining table with Ian tentatively pressing deep inside his hole. Samuel's eyes glazed a little yet his hands remained steady even with the thought of how this might end. He wasn't going to rush intercourse; that would be crude. No, he was just going to titillate Ian and take moderate advantage over it.
The firm grip moved lower down Ian's back, finally leaving it as he rubbed them over the man's butt. "Don't worry, this needs to be worked out as well. Just relax." He just gently molested the man under him, rubbing both globes with tenderness and a small amount of perverted glee. He watched Ian's body, trying to determine if he was getting aroused by this, hoping he was. When he figured that the man could be stimulated, he flipped him on his front, hoping to catch Ian aroused and ready. Samuel moved in closer, both to try and get a good look and to hide his own throbbing piece so this wouldn't be seen as a scheme to molest Ian from the start.
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Ian smiled gratefully at his roommate, before inching towards the bathroom to wash himself up. The water was still warm by the time he got into it, clothes littering the ground, as the water eased his muscles. Farming wasnt intensively hard, but it was taxing on the body. Even for someone who was supposedly in shape and in his prime as Ian was, the brunette was tired from the day. A massage later was exactly what the doctor ordered, and he really hoped that Samuel was going to be a good massager. He was nearly sure of it though, as he could just imagine what those hands could do.
But of course, that was not a good way of looking at things. Not with the naughty thoughts that fluttered around in his head about the black haired male. His own body was warmed higher than the water when he wasnt able to stop that train of thought in time. Hands that were large and warm, rubbing over his body and teasing him like he was a prize. Hed want to do the same, to rub his fingers all over Samuels body and feel if the other male was smooth skinned as he suspected. He could just feel the sweaty flesh, heated from his touches, aroused by his
And that was when he realized his erection was bobbing towards the surfaces direction.SHIT, what the hell am I thinking?he mentally groaned, before taking a deep breath. It took him three minutes to calm down, and another five minutes to feel as if he had himself under control. Enough to stand up and dry himself, after draining the tub. Of course his bathing time was usually less than it had been tonight, but Ian had decided to stay in the bathroom, touching up his hair and drying himself off. The brunette was sure it was best to allow his body and mind to find a different topic at hand, since he wasnt going to be some kind of pervert. Showing off his junk to his new roommate and asking for a massage was definitely out of the question and the realm of normal.
Stepping out of the bathroom with just his towel, he nearly allowed a girlish sound escape him, as he was stripped bare. Well, if you say so but I-. Samuel seemed to be confident in this, so he cut himself off and decided to trust his roommate. Laying down on the bed and on his stomach, he tried to relax as warm hands pressed against his bare flesh. The gentle scent of lavender wafted into the air, teasing his mind as he inhaled a healthy amount. Oh god he moaned out unconsciously, those lovely hands were as heavenly as he had imagined.
Each muscle that was given a good molding to eased up and lost a good amount of the tensed state it was in. He wasnt even paying attention any longer, as his body was touched all over, up and down. Ian was so relaxed, he rolled over without complaint. His eyes were closed, shielding blue eyes from the world. But without even knowing it, there was one muscle that was tense, while the rest of his body was relaxing.
His cock stood up at half-mast, nearly pointing at Samuel in its effort to relieve the arousal that the message had brought about. Wow, you really have godly hands. Ian murmured, his body wiggling a bit on the sheets to feel the smoothness of cotton on flesh. Slowly opening his eyes, he smiled dazedly at the other male, before gazing down at his body out of instincts. That was when he saw his erection, and without even commanding his body to move, he had already flung himself back against the wallwhere a headboard would have been, but seemed to be missingand had pulled a pillow over his genital area. Crap! Sorry, I-shit, sorry! he cried out, flushing red as he tried to calm his problem. He didnt dare look at Samuel, fearful of the other male beating his stupid ass up.
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Samuel was about to reach out and touch Ian before the boy seemed to almost levitate and throw himself against the wall. Then came that damnable cockblocking pillow that would definitely have to go. "Oh no, no, it is completely all right, Ian. That happens commonly in massages. Why do you think there are happy ending massages?" He gave a small chuckle but sensed he might not be making the best head way into getting Ian to lower his guard-and that pillow.
Samuel sighed and stood up with the help of his cane. He used one hand, the oil on it making it somewhat difficult as he leaned against the cane. Still, the obvious tent should at least soften the blow that was to come yet not stop the point from being driven home. Finally, after what felt like an age while watching that gorgeous man cower like a scared child, the pants fell, exposing a set of rather ornate silk boxers and a rigid shaft under them. Samuel teased Ian by slipping one finger under the waistline and pulled it out, watching his eyes as he traced the front of his stomach before pulling and releasing himself. Hopefully that show would make the next bit a tad easier.
He showed off his own erect member, touching the very tip as he pulled it up to his stomach and then let it drop, the motion making it look almost like his penis was jumping for joy thanks to the inertia, "To make you feel a bit better, hopefully, I got aroused touching you. Your skin is delicate, unlike how I would have imagined." He sat on the bed, discarding his cane to reach out and grasp Ian's hands and bring them forward, the slick oil warming them up a bit.
He pulled Ian close enough and maneuvered the man's hands lower, placing the white palms on his own caramel piece, "Don't be afraid, touch me. I've touched you enough that you have more than earned this, haven't I? I want you to." That damned pillow hadn't been moved, but this was a much easier way than just assaulting Ian. Besides, a gentle stroke and pull between pals would be just as satisfying as ramming his cock down Ian's hole until he made the boy pass out. For now at least, the latter would be difficult with a hurt ankle anyway.
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His heart was pounding against his chest, threatening to break out of the flesh and bones, just to run screaming like he wanted to at the moment. Homosexuality hadnt ever been a question for him. It wasnt that he was fearful of it, nor was he against those who engaged in such activities, but for Ian, he never really thought about how and what gender hed be bedding. It had always been the idea of sex, never the person itself. Oddly, it had only led him down the directions of a random and drunken encounter of a male oncemaking out being the furthest with that maleand more women than he could count on both hands. The brunette wasnt a virgin, but faced with his roommate, he felt like one.
The flush across his cheeks and neck didnt seem to recede, but nearly made the tips of his ears glow. Wha but his voice died out, as he watched the other male ease him about this situation. How touching himself was going to help this situation didnt seem to make sense to Ian, but after a few moments, it didnt seem as bad that he had an erection. Without protest, he didnt even jerk his body away from Samuel, when the other male drew his hands and brought him closer to the throbbing erection.
Touching a cock that wasnt his own made the farmer wet his lips, both in nervousness and a bit of arousal. The pillow fell between his legs and the corner was barely covering his shaft, which was poking at the soft cotton. This is really some massage. he half joked, eyes fixated on the task that his hands were given. Ian hadnt even admitted that he had a crush on Samuel to himself yet, but the feeling of interest spiked as he pumped his fist up and down the rod of flesh and muscle. Curiosity on how to pleasure his roommateand boyfriend?drugged his mind.
Samuel are you gay? he suddenly asked. There was one thing to mutually masturbate, if thats what he could call this, and it was another thing if this was leading into more, naughtier, things. Even as he spoke to Samuel, his eyes didnt leave the other males crotch. Firm fingers pumped up and down, tugging and pulling at the skin to stimulate the nerves underneath the surface, while the side of his palm rubbed up against the black pubic hairs.Heh so the carpetdoesmatch the drapes.
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Samuel gave a little grunt at Ian's hands on his piece, finding it rather comforting. It was good that the farmer hadn't run away screaming, yes. Yet he still seemed a tad tentative yet also very intrigued. Samuel wasn't sure how to take that until Ian asked him that question.
"Gay? Well, yes, in the fact I like A man. I haven't much really liked anyone." He placed a hand under Ian's chin and tilted his head up so they could gaze at one another, "At the risk of sounding like a fool, I could be thought of as an Iansexual." With that corny remark he moved in and kissed Ian, parting the new farmer's mouth with his tongue with ease, caressing his own slippery muscle with Ian's. He held the kiss for a small while and pulled back, a blush on his face.
He did like this. The fact Ian was touching them, the fact they were together, and the fact that they were all alone. If he had fucked up with this there would be very little in the way of getting back on Ian's good side outside of trying to put on a disguise and entering his life again. Yet if Ian did find this more than just arousing and a once in a lifetime thing then everything would smooth over. There would have to be kinks hammered out, but that was the trick.
Samuel reached out and brushed away the pillow from hell and gently placed his fingers around Ian, tugging on him lightly, "We can go slow. Just a hand job this time. If...if you never want anything else, we can leave it at that." His hand moved up and down Ian as he spoke, his thumb masterfully pressing against the pale man's tip, the oil and prefluids working to provide a perfect friction. "If you want more later though..."
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Shifting his body so that they were at a better angle, Ian gasped softly at the feeling of a slick hand upon his shaft. Mutual masturbation it wasnt unheard of, that was for sure, but it wasnt exactly common among the men in the city he grew up in. The brunette tried hard not to press his lips together too hard, as he knew that it would ruin the kiss. Just the brushings of their lips and the warm hand teasing his cock was making his heartbeat race inside his chest.
After a moment, he pulled back just enough that their breaths were still mingling together, but his lips were free to speak without spitting in Samuels mouth. Not sure. he answered, wondering if therewassupposed to be another time after this. I mean, I know what to do. I just Ive never actually thought Id be doing this with a guy. Ian smirked a bit, gaining a bit of confidence from the teasing joke that the other male had made. Surely it was a joke, but still, it made him light spirited about what they were doing.
You know, there are a lot of Ians out in the world the brunette teased back, shifting his body again so that he was closer to Samuels form. Leaning so that his head was pressed against Samuels shoulder, he grunted as his hips unconsciously thrust against the others hand. They were both males, so they knew what was pleasurable for one cock to the next. Perhaps not the exact pleasurable points on the muscle, but enough that it wasnt lacking.
His grip had loosened a fraction, and it was obvious that he was losing track of what he was doing. Without words, he gently eased Samuel onto his back, before slipping between the other males legs and aligning their arousals against one another. Tis iz easier he mumbled out, slurred really, as he buried his face against the others neck to hide the shameful face of arousal. With nearly practiced moves, his hips swayed back and forth, rocking their erections together and rubbing the flesh against one another. His foreskin caught against Samuels shaft, their sweat easing the sliding motion, and yet, sticking them together slightly as he rutted with a bit more vigor. Good?
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Samuel was now much more relaxed and gave a pleasured grin when Ian seemed to like this. The return joke made Samuel chuckle and he kissed Ian's cheek, "Well, perhaps, but you are the best one I have ever met. And the prettiest one." Perhaps he should have said handsome? Ian was pretty though, more entrancing really. Some sort of pseudo-sappy adjective that Samuel didn't have time to rummage about for because he was getting rubbed by strong and rather lustful hands. He could compliment Ian on his physical appearance later.
Samuel fell willingly on his back and felt the farmer frotting their members together and gave a light sound of satisfaction when asked how it felt. He did not allow Ian to languor in his neck for very long, a warm hand pulling him up and dropping him so they could kiss once more, his tongue again searching out Ian's mouth. He didn't think he felt any missing teeth but he could be a bit distracted by all of this and have miscounted.
"Sit up, I want to watch you." Samuel gave a sly smile and then grasped Ian's member, pulling on the foreskin lightly before getting to stroking him, watching his expression and listening to the sounds he made as Samuel rubbed and pleasured the man straddling him. He blushed as he watched Ian react, his own member twitching at the moans and sounds Ian would give, a light throbbing filling him.
Samuel took a chance to glance back down and found himself rather pleased. Ian had foreskin while he himself was without it. It was rather well matched up and they could both learn to pleasure a different style of penis. That is, if Ian hadn't been better at all this than he had let on, like he had on the frottage. Samuel didn't much care if Ian was virginal or one of the biggest sluts the city he moved from had seen. Right now he was his and he was Ian's even if they were fumbling over each other like drunk fratboys. It was good. "Your penis is awesome, Ian." Samuel regretted saying that as soon as it left his mouth. Really? That had to be one of the most pornographic and worst compliments ever given. At least the time was mildly appropriate though.
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Strange was a word he would have used to describe how kissing Samuel felt. It wasnt that it was a bad thing. Quite the opposite in fact. But at the same time, it felt strange in the sense that this was another male, and there was a hard jaw-line pressed against his own at the moment. He could feel his own stubbles from the few days of not shaving rub against the dark haired males chin, making him realize how different kissing a woman and a man. So lost in analyzing the kiss, Ian was nearly shocked when the contact broke.
He sat up as instructed, confused, before he was informed of what the other male wanted. A light pink flush swirled on his cheeks, as he pressed his shaft into Samuels hand. By now, evenhecould hear his own panting, speeding up as he rutted his hips back and forth, rocking into the hand and gaining a fraction more of pleasure. The warmth pooled in his stomach, heating his entire body up, as his cock turned a shade of light violet and pink; both due to the rubbing and arousal he felt from the hand-job he was being given.
Reaching out with his own fist, he firmly grasped Samuels erection and gave it a precise stroke up and down. His pinky finger even tickled the balls as it bypassed the gonads, teasing the nerves just below the skins surface. Im not some girl. he muttered, finally responding to the earlier comment about how he looked. Not that he didnt like being called pretty, but the spike of alpha male in him protested. Social norms were always popping up, even in moments like this.
Girls dont have awesome penises. he smirked lazily, an airily breath puffing out of him. Trying to scoot closer, despite the awkwardness of the position, he butted their erection heads together. The nerves felt like they were slapped, sending tingles of pleasure raking over his spinal cord. Smooth flesh compared to the roughness of other parts on their body; of their hands, as the fingers glided the flesh over the thick rods of muscles.
Closing his eyes, the brunette focused on holding his pleasure back, so that he didnt cream himself and embarrass both of them. It had been quite some time since he had a good frottage though, so it wasnt a surprise to himself that he was panting harder and thrusting unevenly. Release building up faster, he nearly shoved their heads together to seal their lips in a passionate kiss, nearly ravaging Samuels mouth as if he owned him, with the way his tongue claimed every inch he could inside the mouth, nearly trying to beat the tongue into submission, and how his teeth nipped at the other males lips.
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Samuel gave a mental note that pretty was out for compliments. Handsome, strong, sexual, maybe even beastly would be all right though. Still, Ian WAS pretty, even if he wasn't a girl. He was also rather skilled at this. Samuel would have to ask if Ian had had many same sex encounters after this. He seemed rather ravenous about his own pleasure, something Samuel had not expected from Ian.
Then that hand grasped him. Samuel bucked reflexively, his throbbing member smacking against Ian's with a low sound of flesh against flesh. The sound was lost on Samuel as he opened his mouth and let out a surprised gasp followed quickly by a pleasured groan of approval as the hand began to stroke him. He found that Ian was much more forceful than he had reckoned, the idea of the massage turning into a cuddling of that pale man as he gently molested him far gone from Samuel's mind.
Yet for a minute it was just both men giving out sounds of satisfaction as their bodies writhed together, two hands working the other along with small darting moments of frottage that spurred them on more. Samuel pushed out his other hands and grasped Ian's chest, pinching and stroking the left pectoral of the other man and nipple as he tried to wrench more pleasure out of this experience. He could tell from the muscle contractions that Ian was having that he was doing his work well and could just imagine the other man's pleasure. Still, he had his own bliss to worry about and Ian was not letting up.
Samuel almost laughed at Ian's retort and was more than glad his next statement, while retarded in the extreme, hadn't been taken as badly as the comment on appearance. When Ian threw himself on Samuel and kissed him the bronze man was more than surprised. It was not unwelcome and Samuel soon closed his eyes and greedily held Ian tight to his face, his lips capturing Ian's again and again as their bodies rubbed against one another. He still stroked Ian, only now his blood was boiling and he started pumping the shaft in his hands very quickly, his other hand going from Ian's chest to his head and finally in between his legs to squeeze his balls to bring him closer.
Samuel didn't last much longer, the pitch in his voice growing higher and louder as he neared his climax and culminating in a loud cry into Ian's mouth as he felt his rod fill with hot ejaculate before it was forced out onto Ian's own stomach and member, the thick seed somehow adding even more warmth between the men. Samuel was more than satisfied at the expulsion and kept close to Ian, a look of complete serenity on his face.
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Samuel was like coffee to him, Ian suddenly realized. Just how he liked it too. Not too dark, but not too lightpersonality that is!and just the right amount of strength in him. The pleasure that he got from being touched and touching seemed to be a lot more than he had anticipated. For Ian, he hadnt expected to be pleasured so easily, especially by another male that he did not romantically fall in love with, nor did he know that well to consider Samuel his best friend. In this village at the moment, he supposed the black haired maledidconstitute as his closest friend.
The brunettes mind was muddled though, filled with such random thoughts that didnt matter for the moment. However, he couldnt seem to concentrate on anything while his shaft was stroke with such ease. Hed have to ask Samuel if the other male was skilled in this department or not later.
It just didnt seem likely, with how the other male seemed to just know exactly how to pleasure another males body. Sure Ian understood the mechanics of the cock, but the kisses and the touches around there it made him jerk and actually whimper. His nipples had never been played with before, previous partners too busy with themselves, so it was a surprise for him to hear the sharp whine that came from his throat when the nub was plucked at.
Shit dont dont touch elsewhere he demanded, breath hallow as his tone wavered with the amount of passion he felt. Ian jerked with shock though, as he felt warm liquid splash onto him. There was a mixture of feelings that very moment, ranging from shock, to embarrassment, to such a painful spike of lust, that he was gushing his own seed between and on them. Thick streams splattered on their flesh, coating them both with a mixture of spunk, before it was obvious that they were both exhausted. Exhausted and content, as anyone could see on their faces.
LUCKY! a chime tinkled and a small voice declared omnisciently. A little orb rolled between them from nowhere, gathering a healthy amount of semen around its shiny frame. It was the milking note, misinterpreted as milking each other, rather than cows.
Ian was still coming down from his high, half panting as he leaned against Samuels shoulder with his forehead. Wha these things are strange. Why do they come at such odd times? he asked breathlessly, not moving to remove his hand from Samuels soft shaft, while staring at the orb.
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Samuel looked at the orb and gave a little smile. He personally figured this would have been the "helping hand" orb, but perhaps they had a different version of humor. He picked up the orb and let it fall to the ground with little fanfare before turning to face Ian, "Shhh."
He moved a hand behind Ian's head and pulled him in for another kiss, this one slow and gentle compared to the lust filled passionate ones they had just shared. He let the kiss last a good long time before cuddling close to Ian and nipping at his neck, "Who cares? And you don't need to keep a hold on me down there, I promise I won't go anywhere in the night." He chuckled and removed his own hand from Ian's member, licking it with a little bit of panache.
"Well, I think that is a very successful massage. I think I may have to give you those more often if it ends up like this. Besides, HANDSOME men like you certainly deserve it." He would not allude to the deleterious comment he made about "awesome penis" just so he could forget it in his own mind. Anything to be able to forget about it in his own mind.
Samuel did enjoy this. He had never really gotten to be in a position like this, holding a man close to him while enjoying post orgasmic bliss. Well, of course that could be because he had never actually done anything with anyone. He knew he hadn't really been a salesman, in the most specific sense. His life had been filled in for him and then he was placed here to help find the orbs.
Still, this job definitely did have perks. Ian being the best one so far. He found himself with little to say, just hoping to be able to lie there with Ian as their collected jism cooled while their bodies stayed warm.
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Between sometime of post orgasmic bliss and waking up to find himself facing the other male, Ian realized that he had done something that wasnt normal for a massage. He wasnt nave enough that hed believe this was what everyone did. Give a massage and then a platonic and mutual masturbation. But at the same time, he couldnt find the words nor energy to protest against what had occurred. Not with such a pleasant outcome as his reward for just letting it happen.
Yeah do you do this often? he asked, wondering whether Samuel offered massages to every person he met. It didnt effect him really, but the small part that was festering within him, that harvest the crush he had on Samuel, flared a tiny bit in jealousy at the thought. Ian crushed it as fast as he could, because to let that feeling grow would be an embarrassment to both of themjust because they rutted against into each other, didnt mean they were courting one another.
As they made small conversation, he curled up against Samuel without caring how he looked. Their semen dried between them, the cool air nipping at the sensitive skin as their legs were laced together. Without asking, he leaned in close so that he rested his head against Samuels shoulder, breathing in the after-scent of their coitus. His erection was gone by now, limp but content in the nesting snuggle of their hips together.
While they nearly snuggled, unbeknownst to the brunette, there was a spy among them. Beyond the back of his head, there was a little sprite dressed in red watching them. He seemed to be taking notes on a small notepad, documenting what was going on between the two males in the room. The sprite raised an eyebrow in Samuels direction, as if asking the Harvester what he was doing with their farmer.
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Samuel gave a gentle chuckle at the question of if he did this with everyone, "No. In all honesty, you are the first one I have ever done anything with. I travel a lot so I don't get to meet people for very long. I just never really settled down to be with anyone. I guess I could have slept with a maid or bus boy but I never found a reason to. I'd be leaving the very next day and probably wouldn't be back for a long time. I did read a LOT of pornographic romance novels, so I do have some idea of what goes where and how to please someone of both sexes though. At least in theory."
Samuel grabbed some cover and draped it over both of them, glaring at the little sprite with a bit of annoyance, his hand holding the blanket shooing it away as he moved. After that he would ignore the little beings as he touched Ian's head and rubbed his hair. It was nice just sitting here and talking, even if he had admitted he was a complete and utter virgin. He knew how to masturbate, of course. Every boy past the age of thirteen that wasn't debilitated in some way knew that. He just hoped he could keep Ian satisfied.
It was almost a human response, but he blocked out that thought for the material realm. Ephemeral thoughts on humanity and what he was had no real place for the moment. Ian was real enough and that was fine for Samuel. He blushed as he thought for a while about the farmer and then gave up resisting, figuring now was not the worse time to ask, "Ian, would you like to, perhaps, date? Or at least be intimate more than this time. I rather...like you. You have gorgeous skin, a kind heart, and I fear saying the rest because it might be sappy. If you'd just want physical relations, that'd be fine."
Samuel felt almost childish. This is how he imagined high school, not men of their age. At least he hadn't stuttered or spoken some deliriously sappy words. Oh shit, maybe Ian LIKED sappy words. He had a book of poetry somewhere and he could read that to Ian if he wanted. If this didn't go right.
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Admittedly, he didnt make the best looking sight at the moment. With a bit of drool making a small line from his lips to the shoulder under his cheek, Ian looked more like a lunatic than a sane man. However, the brunette was awake and listening to what Samuel was sayingmore afraid to fall asleep and hurt the other males feelings. Sure he wasnt some flamboyant person who always thought of emotions and all that like, but it didnt mean he didnt think about his partner once every while. Still, his mind wandered often, and it wasnt until the last question did his mind snapped awake.
And he really wished it didnt, because his body was exhausted. Date? he asked to clarify it, wondering if he was just delirious and hearing things. But it seemed like the other male was sincere and spoke clear enough that he wasnt just some crazy person hearing things in the post coitus bliss. Uh yeah, sure, why not? Ian agreed, placing his head back where he was and tried to snuggle up together once more. His mind was racing though, wondering how things had led to this moment.
It wasnt as if he didnt want to date Samuel, but to think that the dark haired male had literallyasked him out. Well, that was enough to spend a strange sense of butterflies in his stomach and his heart racing. Ian was used to being the wooer, the one who seduced delicate females, gave her gifts, and led them towards a married life togetheror rather, a pretense of marriage and a good romp in the bed. But to have it happen the other way around?
Wow his voice came out deep and sensual, roughed by the lumpprobably phlegmin his throat. I mean what do guys do for dates on a farm? he cleared his throat, trying to sound less sleepy and more attentive towards the conversation. He usually didnt talk much afterwards, but it was a pressing subject, and with a virgin, he was sure hed wake up with his kidneys missing if he just brushed off the topic. Either way, they were both virgins when it came to male dating, so perhaps all those pornographic novels had taught Samuel a thing or two that he didnt know of.
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Samuel grinned with excitement. He WAS going to date Ian. This was marvelous. Of course, Ian had several orbs to acquire that would at least need to attempt a relationship, but that wasn't the reason he had asked. Was it? Samuel looked at Ian before shaking his head, "Worry about it tomorrow, or even the next day. You are tired, go to sleep."
Samuel may be a virgin, but he was not callous. Ian had been more than adequate and now they both needed rest. He gave the sprite one final nasty glance and wrapped his arms around Ian before closing his eyes. His dreams began normally until he ended up in front of an ephemeral looking woman who sat on a dais, and he knew his dreams were being invaded.
"Samuel, you know why I birthed you, do you not?"
"Y-yes mother. To collect the orbs and gain your freedom," Samuel said, feeling like a chastised child.
"I allowed you out to live a life and then sealed you away. You had a taste of life. You enjoyed it, yes?" She asked, her face looking rather stern.
"Yes mother, I did. I do."
"Then why am I receiving reports about you and the target?"
"I do not know, what do the reports say? And, mother, his name is Ian." Samuel sounded rather pleased he knew Ian's name, his pride brimming slightly.
"I know his name. The reports say you are fraternizing with him. You do know you are only half-spirit, right, Samuel? Do you know who your father was?"
"N-no mother, I don't," Samuel replied.
"Then you should be more careful. I will ignore these reports for now, you have an...unorthodox way of getting the orbs, but you are doing well. Just remember your mission."
"Yes, mother," Samuel eked out, his voice rather frail.
He awoke next to Ian, his arms still around him. Samuel had a light sheen of sweat on his body and a light tremble of fear. He didn't want to be taken back to some spiritual chrysalis like his mother. He liked living. He liked people. Even if he had never been with a human like he had Ian.
The sun had yet to rise but Samuel knew he wasn't getting back to sleep. Slowly he untangled himself from Ian and got his cane, hobbling as softly as he could to the bathroom to draw himself a bath. Samuel needed the warm water to ease the chill out of his bones. Plus, he could think about what kind of dates the two men could have.
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After being told that they should rest first, he nodded sleepily and closed his eyes. The day had been exhausting, despite only doing farm work and visiting people. Even still, he still had to pull the weeds and till the soil. There was mining to do, as someone had told him that if he shipped gems and ores, a place would open up and help him forge his tools. Forging meant that hed have stronger tools, better and faster than the old rusting ones he had.
Just minutes after closing his eyes, he fell asleep to the pleasant dreams of his childhood. Cute moments with his mother chuckling, his father pulling magic tricks on him, and telling him that magic wasreal. The old man was probably crazy, but as a child, Ian loved him wholehearted and even loved his tricks. By the time that his dreams became much too painful to remembersomething he didnt like to think about, with his father dead and his mothers health leading her to live in a nursing homehis dreams began to shift. They became stranger and stranger, until he felt his body shifted.
It was then that he moaned softly and tried to get up, knowing that the day was probably starting soon, and hed have to go water the plants. The brunette had three tries, before he finally sat up. The movement curled his abdomen and the dried semen flaked off, sticking to his skin like a shedding snake skin. Ugh should bathe after doing that. he firmly told himself, eyes blurry as he tried to focus on something. It ended up being his eyes following Samuels ass, as the other male moved to go wash.
Peeking out of the window, he saw that the sun hadnt even risen up yet, but they were awake. Well, partially, as he was still dizzy with sleep. No Samuel, wake me in an hour or two so I can go water the plants, okay? he cried out, before falling back to bed and curling up against the pillows. Theyd have to wash the sheets too, but hed worry about them later. For now, hed get some shut eye. Then later, hed think of something to woo Samuel with.
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Samuel heard the call from the bathroom and made a note of it. He would happily wake Ian in an hour. He went about washing up and fell under the water, imagining what he could do with Ian. He had planned a picnic and that could be completely romantic. Or at least somewhat fun. With the fish and apples he could at least make a decent lunch. That could work out perfectly well. And, while they were out they could find some more food and perhaps even fish some more.
Ian got out of the tub after his hour was up, more ideas going through his head. He hobbled over to the bed and removed the cover from Ian, sitting next to him and prodding him lightly, "Ian, it is time to get up. You have had your rest." He ran a hand over Ian's cheek and gave a light pinch to rouse him from his sleep, "I have a picnic planned for lunch. We can talk, sit, and if you really want to, I can give you a massage out there." He left the ambiguous note of 'massage' linger in the air, if just because he didn't mind molesting the farmer out in the wilderness.
Once Ian was out of bed Samuel got the sheets and blanket and began to wash it. He found that the small farm house did have a washer and dryer, so that was a major convenience. After that he walked to the kitchen and removed the fish from the refrigerator and began to get some of the meager spices they had available to them to cook it. The fish wouldn't be much, but it would work. When it was paired with the apples it would definitely be more than enough.
Working in the house was time consuming for Samuel. The work needed to be done though, and he felt rather pleased to be able to do it. The sweeping had been done and in little under an hour the sheets and blanket were popped in the dryer. Samuel then started making the fish, the pan frying method adding just dashes of salt and pepper to taste and leaving the outside just minorly crisp. A cursory look around the house revealed there was no basket for the food, making this a rather unorthodox picnic in the mind of Samuel. He managed to find a decent towel for both men to sit on, leaving the basket the only truant member of this outing.
"Dammit," Samuel muttered, his hands now washing the pan as he had decided to stop worrying overmuch of his plans not coming to total alignment. Ian would still like the outing, he seemed to not be the type bothered by that. At least Samuel hoped his interpretation of Ian was correct.
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Some time passed before he was awoke once more, shaking a bit as he was told to wake up. Ian groaned softly, legs twisted in the blankets after twisting and turning in his sleep more than a few times. If he had attempted to, perhaps he could have looked alluring, with his legs spread slightly and his hips jutted outwards as he stretched his stiff limbs. Mm getting up he mumbled, yawning softly as he arched his back in a long moment. Afterwards, he kicked at the sheets and got up, muttering something about taking a warm bath himself.
Once in the bathroom, he tried to wash himself as fast as he could, but found that his limbs were still sleep ridden. It was another few minutes before he was able to function and fill the bathtub, and then another few to get the right shampoo for his hair. Thirty to forty minutes later, he was well washed and was on his way to drying himself. Crap Hey, Samuel, I have to go water the crops. Do you want to come with and we could have the picnic by the riverside afterwards? he asked, wrapping a towel around his waist as he walked back into the main room.
At first, he had planned that they went to picnic after his farming duties, but looking at the time, it didnt make sense for him to wander back and forth. Seeing his boyfriendoh, how strange it was to think that about his roommatehe smiled slightly and trekked towards the black haired male. Wow, youd really make a good housewife. Can I keep you? he teased, using cheesy lines and some skills on how to woo people. Ian had some ideas about how to do so, since he had had a few girlfriends and lovers in the past. He just needed to teach himself how to pleasure a man and that was good enough. Surely Samuel had a few books lying around he could snoop around with.
Leaning into his lover, he gave Samuel a soft kiss on the cheek, shyly almost, before turning and moving towards the drawers. He fished out some simple clothes for the day and dressed efficiently, before standing by the kitchen edge and looked around. Need me to help with something? the brunette was a bit lost at what to do, but he didnt want to be rude and not offer. Truthfully, his skills at the house and cooking were so low, it was almost sad to think about. Luckily, Samuel was there to help them, and hopefully, hed learn plenty from the other male.
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"Of course we can go after you are done watering. I can even help you outside afterward. My leg is feeling better, perhaps I will be able to walk on my own in a while." Samuel shooed Ian away, scolding him for calling him a housewife. He didn't mind doing the housework, but that was only because he was trapped in the house. After Samuel got better Ian would be required to learn at least the very basics of housework or else.
Samuel finished up his cooking and preparation of apples almost in exact time for Ian to finish watering his crops. Samuel met Ian outside the house with a plate of fish and a towel full of apples, "Here, carry the fish. We'll find a nice place to sit down and after that we can go weeding and removing rocks together."
It wasn't the most romantic thing ever perhaps, but it was what they could do. When the farm got off the ground they could do more interesting things like boat rides and disgusting acts of sexual deviance in the bakery. Those would come with time and the wait would make them all the sweeter.
Samuel found the shade of a tree and set out the towel, placing the apples in a pile as he sat down. He pulled out two forks and gave one to Ian before he rested his cane on his lap. The shade was shaped like the leaves above them and kept the two of them cool and with a grand view of the forest and plains around them. Samuel gave out a small little sigh and turned towards Ian, "So, how are the crops looking, farmer boy?"
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Once things were done and over with, Ian waited outside near the door for Samuel to finish. It was just in time as well, since he was handed the fish. Are you sure you can do that? I wouldnt want you to be tripping over a rock and making your ankle worst. they still needed to visit the doctors for that ankle, but for now, it seemed like it was best to get Samuel moving around for a bit first. Nothing seemed too bad, so he wasnt worry that the ankle would get worst by just waiting to go to the hospital.
Following the dark haired male under a tree, he tried to help with the towel, before sitting down and serving out the fish. The crops are good he muttered, taking a bite of the fish. Suddenly, after all the preparation and waiting, the date felt like it was too much.
Not as in he was afraid, but his confidence was dwindling, and he was feeling that creeping bout of shyness once more. To think, sitting under a tree and having a picnic with another male it wasnt something he thought was romantic, but something he was sure only happened with males wooing females.
The sun was at noon setting now, shining a healthy amount of heat around them, while the birds chirped and the breeze flew by. It would have been the most romantic picnic if they were eating something other than fish, and sitting more than a polite distance away from one another.
So um about last night and really, he didnt want to make this moment any more awkwardwas he the only one that felt strange?but he couldnt think of anything to talk about other than the night before. There were still questions that he had unanswered, so they lingered in his mind like a festering leech.
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Samuel found the picnic quite pleasing, at least for what it was. If things had gone better they would have more than water, one meat, and apples. There would have been fish and chicken perhaps, with mashed potatoes filled with butter and sour cream and bacon, cinnamon spiced cooked apples, and fresh sweet tea made from leaving a glass pitcher in the sun. What they had would work. Ian was still with him and the atmosphere was free, making it all worthwhile.
Until Ian spoke up.
Samuel felt a knot in his stomach form. Ian wasn't going to end this, was he? The orbs wouldn't have to be gotten by staying on the sidelines and watching Ian get it on with a random hussy from that tiny village. That would be almost insufferable now. Or did he not want to actually date? That could be all right, as long as Samuel got to molest, and by the same turn be molested by, Ian. Perhaps he just didn't like the fish. Samuel could sell things in the village and get money for other meat! Why hadn't he thought of that!?
Or he could just ask what was going on.
"Yes, Ian? Is something the matter?" Samuel held back a stutter as he spoke, his dark eyes glancing over at Ian. The man was still pale, which was to be expected after just three days of farming. Samuel gripped one of the apples very hard, his knuckles going white as he unconsciously braced himself in body as in mind for being told off.
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He glanced up once at Samuel, before glancing back down to the fish. Ian had no idea what the other male was thinking, but with the way that Samuel was looking at him, he felt strange and the butterflies fluttered in his stomach. Nothings the matter really just, he cleared his throat, realizing that he was acting like some girl. Shaking his head, he took a deep breath and rolled his shoulders in a small shrug. I mean, the question I asked last night. About what men did together? II dont want to sound rude or anything, but Id like to learn too.
It was mainly because truthfully, the brunette wanted to know what he was getting himself into. Was what they did yesterday it? Sure, it had been amazing, but if it was it, then it lacked a bit of flavor that he enjoyed between the sheets. Surely not only females gave the ultimate pleasure. He knew that for a fact, and there were plenty of men that did it with other menat least, hed only known a fewbut they all said they were satisfied and pleased with their partners.
Bringing his gaze back upwards, he locked his eyes with Samuel and tried to hold it. The other male seemed to be so cool and collected most of the time that he found it a bit odd at the slightly nervous look. Are you alright? You look tense er, its alright if you dont want to share about it. Im sure I can pick it up somewhere else. there had to be books on it in the library, right?
Ian balanced his plate on his lap and reached over with a hand to gently brush it against the tight knuckles. It suddenly occurred to him that what if Samuel didntwantto go further than they had done? Swallowing his own stupidity, he tried to plaster on a sweet smile that made him cringe inside. Or, we could just stick to doing that. Im all for vanilla, you know?
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Samuel sat blinking for a moment. Had Ian truly asked if that was it? Oh wow. That was...new. He had never even imagined that. Samuel cracked a smile before bursting out laughing. He felt so sorry for Ian, this response had to be completely different from what he had expected. Samuel finally composed himself and found himself still full of joviality.
"Ian, there is definitely more than what we did. MUCH more than what we did. I enjoyed doing what I did to you, I enjoyed having it done to me. In fact, I would love to do it again whenever you wanted. But to just stay at that stage? Well, if you were ever nervous we could cautiously go down the road of sexual exploits but I had never intended for our passionate exploration of each other to start and stop with just one type of action."
He scooted over to Ian and kissed the man, holding him close. "To be honest, I had already planned to go further tonight. It was going to follow the massage theme of last night's experience, just for the hint of nostalgia. I can skip all the playing around and show you what I was planning on doing right now instead. I would be more than happy to."
Samuel pushed the plate of fish away and stayed laying out so that he wasn't on his bad leg. He was slightly aroused from the idea and very, very relieved that Ian was just rather naive. It was as if he was working with a virgin himself. Well, that meant they weren't going to have the most mind blowing sex ever, at least at first, but it also gave them a fresh sense of unknown newness to the entire exploration.
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At the sudden laughter that erupted from his boyfriend, Ian felt his entire face flush a deep red and he nearly stood up and ran. It was definitely not the answer he was expecting, or rather, the reaction he had hoped for. Ian hand been speaking seriously, but now with the situation going somewhat downhill, he thought better and was two seconds from punching Samuels lights out. Bastard was making fun of him! Indeed it spiraled out of control in his mind, because he assumed that perhaps last night and this dating thing was a joke to Samuel.
But the quick answer came just in time for his fist to uncurl and not appear like it was going to land a black and blue bruise to the cheekbone. Of course that made his cheeks flush even further, as it suddenly seemed likehewas rushing things, rather than them unraveling this all to be a joke. The brunette found a small headache forming in the back of his head. Suddenly, he realized that datingno matter the genderwas going to be a bitch either way.
Um if-if you want. I was just thinking about reading up on it. So I know what Im doing. he replied, slightly apprehensive at what Samuel knew compared to what he did. It was like having the short end of the stick, and at any moment, the dark haired male could spring a trap on him.
Licking his lips, he maneuvered himself so that he was slightly leaning over the other male. The plates of food were placed towards the corner, leaving them an ample amount of room. Were outside. Shouldnt you be concerned that people could walk by at any moment? his mind ran through any naughty things that they could be doing, and the worst he was thinking of was giving each other blow jobs while the sun tanned their asses. Ian tried to tell himself that they should get started on the fishing, but his body only lowered itself onto the other male and sealed their lips into a soft kiss.
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Samuel shrugged, "People could walk by, but I doubt they will. This is close to your farm so why would they need to? Now, come on, I need to at least have given you a good reason for that gorgeous blush you are sporting." Samuel enjoyed the kiss he was given and held Ian close for a small while. It was a big relief that this wasn't going to end. It was probably going to be unnecessarily awkward, but not end. Perhaps after some confused fight they could have glorious make up sex!
"Ian, stand up. Now walk over to the tree. Good. Drop you pants and turn around. Now, lean you upper body against the tree. Trust me on this." Samuel scooted over but stayed sitting. He ran a hand over the underwear of the farmer before pulling it down in a swift motion and exposing his genitalia to the wilderness. A smooth hand pulled Ian's flaccid member to his lips for a kiss before leaving it once more to dangle freely. That wasn't Samuel's goal this time.
He kissed the buttocks of his newest lover before licking the white semi-spheres. With a little manipulation he spread the cheeks aside and his tongue ran along the length of Ian's anus. Samuel had always read about rimming and figured that the reactions in the books were quite good, so why not try it out? Ian had washed earlier in the day so it would be perfectly fine.
Samuel's hands gripped Ian's thighs and kept his face buried deep in the man's ass, licking him with a surprising energy as he found himself liking the task he was doing. With Ian bent over as he was the task was much easier than it sometimes had been in his erotica. Or perhaps it just was not a challenging practice. Samuel didn't know and didn't much care as he continued to eat his lover out. He would take time out from just licking to kiss and nuzzle Ian's rump, spreading the passionate caring all over him. "Is this good, Ian?"
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The way that Samuel seemed at ease with the whole idea helped him remain calm as well. Ian wasnt an exhibitionist in any way, at least, thats what he knew of himself, but the idea of doing something indecent right now was thrilling. I guess he agreed, halfheartedly, as his moral standards protested. Despite that, he listened to the requestbecause he really hoped they werent ordersand stood up to move towards the tree. Having the other male speak to him as if he was some doll was a bit strange, but it was enough to narrate what he was supposed to do.
Leaning against the tree with his pants around his ankle, the brunette suddenly felt very,verystupid. Here he was, a grown man, playing some strange game like he was a little kid. If this had been in some other situation, it could have been a bully trying to humiliate a weaker, younger boy by shoving him up against a tree and pulling down his pants. In this situation though, they werent little boys, and he was willingly shining his ass to the world.
Ian shifted from foot to foot, fingers digging into the rough bark of the tree trunk. Er, what are we-. but his words were cut off, as he felt Samuel touch his ass. Suddenly, all the gay jokes came rushing towards the front of his mind, and he remembered a crucial point of why dating a gay had been something he hadnt looked for. Not that he hated it, but the idea wasnt something he was sure would be pleasurable.
There was no time to stop Samuel though, and for the first time in his life, he screamed in shock, fright, and overall,lust.
Please, no one heard that, no one heard that.he mentally pled. The next he knew, he was nearly plastered to the tree trunk, arms wrapped around it like he was some tree-hugging hippy, and crotch pressed against it to try and stop his insistent wiggling. His prays started to shift towards not getting a splinter anywhere near his junk. Ugh I had never known how such a dirty act, of having his anus touched, could send so many sparks of pleasure along his nerves. Yeah? I dont does it feel good for you? the brunette asked, as if he was confused and still trying to get away from that devious mouth. His mental babblings still swayed back and forth between not getting splinters and no one checking up around this area, providing something for him to stabilize upon, least he rut back against Samuels face.
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Samuel gripped Ian tightly and pulled him from the tree, forcibly placing him back first on the towel. "Yes, I DO like it. Now stop trying to get away from me." He went back down on Ian, moving his head under the pants and underwear to get back at Ian's anus, licking and kissing him with more energy.
His mind raced as he thought of what to do next. He looked up at Ian with a little look of erotic malice in his eyes. He pressed his tongue against the tight muscles of Ian and kept pushing until he felt them give and that his tongue was surrounded by warmth. He began to screw Ian with his tongue, drawing it in and out in slow succession. Samuel's hand gripped Ian's length and he began to stroke in time with his agonizingly slow thrusts of his tongue.
He stopped removing his tongue and began to explore, tapping areas within Ian with it. He knew that the prostate was reachable with many tongues, if only he could just find it. He gauged the responses from Ian until he got the best one and began to drill that area with his tongue. Perhaps he shouldn't be making Ian make loud noises outside, but Samuel just loved the sound of it. It always made him feel
like he was doing well. His tongue began it's thrusting again, the slow and measured strokes gone for quick and frantic ones pressed up against the prostate of his partner.
Samuel's right hand worked the shaft of his partner to the speed of the tongue molesting, his left one supplying Ian's balls with stimulation. In all it was a very well done manipulation. If Samuel was better he might have been able to slow down his stroking or at least timed them differently. As it was he was stroking at a pace that would bring orgasm in a very quick time but he was lost in his own world of pleasuring Ian.
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Dazed by the burst of sensation that he had been subjected to, it was much too easy for Samuel to maneuver him into the position the other male wanted. Lying on his back, Ian stared up at the crystal blue sky, thinking of how it was such a beautiful day, with the sun just out of his vision to allow him to gaze up at the serene clearing. It was a mockery of how he felt inside, as his ankles were trapped in the pants legs, while his thighs were sprayed wide open because of the dark haired male between them.
Samuel, I dont think this is a goo-OH! his tone spiked upwards, body taunt as his anus was licked once more. But this time, instead of the swipe of warm muscle against muscle, he felt it push as if Samuel was trying to move his body with just his tongue. His sentence had cut off with the moan, both of discomfort and surprise, as he realized that his sphincter gave way and parted for the intrusion. It wasnt much, just the first ring of muscle giving and barely a few centimeters covered that devious tongue. But it was enough that hefeltit. Felt it lit up every nerve in his entire body like some Christmas tree lights.
But then, before he could protest, thatthingwas moving inside of him, digging in deeper and deeper. Ian was bright red by this time, from embarrassment, arousal, and who knew what else. There was an annoying monologue of someone crying out to God over and over, and he realized that the vibrations from his Adams apple told him it was his own voice. Stop dont stop and really, he should be embarrassed by the fact that such an indecent part of his body was so sensitive. Ian made a mental note to try and avoid getting touched there in the future, as he found his fingers buried in thick grabs of the picnic blanket.
Being touched around his balls was stimulating enough, since he hadnt been very active overall with his self-love until the events of the previous night. But when the tongue fucked right onto his prostatehe knew whatthatwas, at mosthe arched his back and literally cried out in shock. Someone had to have heard that. Ian had good lungs, and that stimulation, coupled with the erotic feel of the entire moment, had sent him over the edge. Toes curled, muscles clenched, and eyes seeing bursts of white behind his eyelids. Without his shaft being touched, he had squirted his seed all over his abdomen and a healthy amount onto Samuels headHA, served the bastard right!, he vague thought.
As Ian flopped down onto the blanket and panted like a racing horse, a small orb rolled out of nowhere and nudged against Samuels leg. It was the Fireworks note, given for seeing the stars with someone special. Attached to the orb was a small note, written in small handwriting that could only be from a sprite.
Be cautious of what youre doing!was the neatly written warning, clearly by how the end of the exclamation mark was done, showed the sprites irritation when it was written.
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Samuel withdrew his hand from Ian's shaft, having realized he could stop by his fingers being coated in a slick and warm substance. It seemed that Ian had quickly achieved orgasm. Samuel was more than pleased by that and figured that he could definitely do this again. He looked forward to it, having truly enjoyed rimming his lover. Samuel took in the scene of Ian slowly releasing the blanket they were on and the lines of semen on him. Ian had shot so far! He'd need to wash his shirt now.
Samuel gave a little smile at the look and opened his mouth to say something just as a big dollop of Ian's seed that had been in his hair fell from its perch and landed in his mouth. He gave a little start and then realized he had never really gone down on Ian before. "Well, it looks like we need to clean up. Don't worry, I'll handle it."
Samuel moved back down and lapped up the trails of spooge from Ian's abdomen and even sucked on the shrinking member to get it cleaned off. He bit down on the foreskin lightly and pulled it as he backed off from Ian's genitalia, the act of his indecency making his own arousal throb slightly. Ian was a very good subject to learn how to apply all this perverted knowledge on.
Samuel removed the note from the orb. He knew what he was doing. He held the item out to Ian, "Fireworks huh? You must have really enjoyed that. I'll make sure we repeat it again." Samuel rolled the orb around between his hands and tossed it up and down, catching it with little effort as he played about. This work was turning out to be much more pleasant than he had ever imagined.
Samuel finally decided to worry a little about decency and pulled Ian's underwear and pants up to give him an edge in redressing himself. If he had indeed caused people to hear they might be coming to check things out by now. "D-did you really like that? I didn't hurt you, did I?"
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For the first time in a long time, he was truly lost in his own world. Cloud nine turned out to be the realm between conscious and unconscious, where he was half awake, half still unbelieving that he just had his orgasm ripped from him. Not that it was the first time. A few times, some of the more lewd women he had been with had gotten him to cream himself so fast, they were left laughing. Luckily, Samuel wasnt causing himself an aneurism, and instead, the other male showed a bit of concern for him.
Hurt? Not in the long run. Overall, he was placid and just trying to gain back what little dignity he had after that episode. No, Im good. More than good. Fuck, where did you learn how to do that? he asked, grateful that his lower garments had been pulled up. Shifting so that he was kneeling before Samuel, he took in the sight of the other males front, the crotch bulged. Unconsciously, he licked his lips, a flare of misplaced embarrassment shifting into the want to reaffirm his masculinity between them. Truly misplaced, as he realized it would have been best to just clean up and go home.
Instead, he blindly reached out and pressed two fingers against the other males shaft, feeling the pants material under the pads of his fingers. Heat radiated from the warm body, reminding him of the slight throb that his foreskin had from the playful nip. Need help? he didnt even wait for an answer, before he was leaning in to kiss Samuels neck. There was no way he was going to kiss the other males mouth at the momenthe wasnt ready for something like that.
His fingers pressed harder against the erection and rubbed over the bulge, wondering if they were going to get caught if he tried to return the favor then and there. Ian felt his heart hammer, but he knew that if he backed down now, hed feel like some little girl that just had her virginity robbed. Swallowing to clear his throat, he tried to ease Samuel back down onto the sheets. Im not skilled at this, hell, he never attempted this before. but I figure, whats gay sex without a little head, right? because that was universal from gender to gender.
Inching his body even further downwards, he unzipped Samuel and attempted to get the arousal out and ready for him to lick like a lollypop, without doing something stupid like damaging the goods. Goddess, he hoped Samuel didnt taste bad.
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Samuel was completely grateful that his ministrations hadn't traumatized or hurt Ian. He had never meant to do that. The books had just made the anal stimulation seem so good that he had to try it. Besides, Ian's butt was like some magical attraction. Samuel could stare at it for hours on end and not be bored, actually playing with it was just icing on the cake.
"I read it in books. The man getting licked always seemed to love it. Plus, it always turned me on imagining doing that to someone. I just really wanted to try it out. I am glad you liked it." He grinned and watched as Ian regained his faculties. Samuel was just pleased, even if he had set up the start of both their sexual encounters. Then he noticed a bit of a glint in Ian's eyes.
"Huh what? N-no I'm oka-aaaah!" Samuel gave a little gasp of surprise as Ian pressed his fingers against the erection. Samuel's face darkened as he closed his eyes, "R-really, Ian. I c-can wait." He didn't really have much choice as he felt Ian clamp down on his neck with great force. Samuel decided it was worthless to resist and allowed Ian to touch on his body.
Then the warm air hit his penis and made him tremble with the feeling. Samuel looked down at his dark rod protruding from his pants and then nodded at what Ian said, "That is fine. I...I haven't done that either. Y-you sure?" He was really nervous for some reason. He did want to experience it but Ian seemed somewhat rough. He didn't want the man to think he had to prove anything. Samuel would have been completely satisfied with just the handjobs they had traded before.
He stayed leaning up on his arms and watched Ian, anticipating the mouth finally descending on his piece. He hoped Ian liked how he tasted.
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In no way did he want to force this upon his boyfriend, but the stammering caused him to pause for a moment. Ian had to think about what he was doing twice, before steeling himself for what he told himself was fine. The erection seemed to point at him and beg him to lavish it with attention, despite the fact that the other male didnt seem like he was jumping for joy. Then again, he didnt expect anyone sane to jump for joy overall, so perhaps he was overreacting on small details.
With that in mind, he leaned in closer and pressed his lips against the warmth of the shaft. It was truly warmer than he had expected, almost burning him mentally. The first thing that hit him was the heat. Second was the scent. It was suddenly all around him, the husk of another male, the sweat that naturally formed between the legs over a warm day and arousal induced. Finally, flavor hit him. Ian took a long swipe of a lick along Samuels cock, taking in the flavor that he feared would have him diving into the river and swimming as far away as his body could take him to rinse it out.
However, his fear was unjustified, as the taste was somewhat sweet. Sweet and uniquenot that he knew what cocksucking tasted likeand just the hint of something strong that reminded him he wasnt courting a woman. Crystalline blue eyes gazed upwards at the other male, trying to see his expressions and reactions, as he flattened his tongue and began to lick long swipes along the throbbing rod. He even swirled his tongue along the tip to collect any pre-ejaculation liquids, just to get a stronger taste of Samuel. The other male didnt taste like candies, but it was sweet enough to be like natural-fruit sweet.
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Samuel was just surprised at how forward Ian was being. He shouldn't be all that shocked, Ian did get their cocks touching the day before and had easily taken to kissing him. Perhaps Ian just had had to work over his fear of being caught outside. Now that he had he was just taking what he wanted.
Samuel gave an odd purr-like sound as he felt the tongue test out his piece. It was actually a very pleasant sensation. His eyes closed and his facial features showed only approval. Samuel decided that perhaps all gay sex did need oral skills. This made perfect sense.
He gave a grunt when the tongue went flat against his underside and then twitched as he felt his tip being played with. His hands gripped the blanket slightly, the sensations of all of the attention he was getting making him tense up some. He looked down and found Ian's eyes looking up into his at the very same time. "Could you pull my pants down more?"
Samuel was feeling a little bit crowded by the pants. Besides, with them off Ian could get to taste the other parts of his genitalia. Samuel found it a very good sign that Ian was continuing to lick him. That meant that going down on Ian would probably be just as enjoyable as rimming him had been. "Y-you're good at this. I like it."
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Obeying the small request, he pulled down the pants and undergarments so that he had better access. Some part of him still hoped that no one was near them, but another part of him stopped caring. After all, he had his face buried into another males crotch, after having his ass eaten out. Embarrassment was something he didnt think he could feel at this point. That was just a theory though, as his cheeks were still a flush of pink for the very reason that he was mouthing another guys junk. He really shouldnt be shy about this, but it still shone through a small bit.
That wasnt enough to stop him though, as he lowered his lips towards the scrotum and tried to take the balls into his mouth. They werent overly huge, but enough to push out his lips and a bit of his cheeks; with what he could get into his mouth without injuring the flesh around it. Feeling silly, he really hoped that Samuel enjoyed this, as he suckled and nursed on the sac. There was definitely a stronger scent and flavor that hit him while doing this, as he was sure would happen if and when hed take the shaft into his mouth.
Even still, he continued to toy with the balls, pressing his nose against the base of Samuels erection, while drawing in as much enjoyment from this as he could. It was arousing and soothing at the same time, for unknown reasons. Not that his own dick was going to spring up so soon, but the tingling feelings were still there. He just had to remind himself that this was like sucking on a jawbreakerhe just needed to not bite down, least the consequenceswouldend up with Samuel breaking his jaw.
After a moment with him getting intimate with the other males scrotum, he released them with a wet plop, and trailed wet kisses up along the underside of the shaft. Still good? he asked, voice husky and firm, but words betraying his security. While waiting for his answer, he nuzzled his pink lips, swelling from the stretching abuse, along the cock-slit.
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Samuel relished the freedom for his balls and gave a satisfied sigh as the sunlight hit his legs and crotch. Outdoors sex was just awesome. He'd have to make sure they did this again. Perhaps even the first time they actually had actual sex. They could do it in the crops! He'd have to remember that.
Then he felt his balls being toyed with. A small groan originated from his throat and he leaned his head back as he felt Ian swallow part of him. His breath began to quicken as sexual arousal started hitting a higher point in him. His nipples hardened and he felt the blissful stimulation of his body start to spread from more than just that area. It was as if every nerve connected to where Ian was suckling on was alight with signals. He could map out where the strongest twinges came from and how they traveled into his brain.
His tip began to leak even more, especially with that tongue working around his sac. He finally moved his head to look down and saw the pale head between his legs and gave a small squeak. There was just something much more REAL when he watched Ian. Something that made him appreciate this much more than he thought possible. He could tell when Ian stopped sucking on his scrotum more because of how cold the air was now instead of the lack of pleasure.
"Yes. YES. That was so, so good. D-do you like it?" Samuel completely missed the lack of security Ian had. As much as he heard was just Ian's rightful gloating. He was doing such a good job that Samuel figured he had to be some kind of expert. Perhaps if he had had any experiences before this he would have known differently. Yet to pump Ian's ego up every move he made on Samuel made the man cry out in some respect and Samuel was almost repeating Ian's name like a holy mantra.
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Truly, it was a wonder if Ian was working on frying the synapses of the other males mind, as he was going as slow as he could. By now, the dark haired males flavor was a welcome and normal flavor for his tongue, teasing the taste buds with the salty undertones. Hearing Samuel moan like a two-bit whore and crying out his name like a prayer gave him such an ego boost, that he felt embarrassed he had pressed so hard for the stroke. Still, he didnt turn it down or away, as he continued to kiss and lick the shaft.
It took another few moments before he decided to take the cock into his mouth. At first, it had been because he was preparing himself to take it in, but after a moment, it was to tease and draw out Samuels pleasure. The brunette realized he had been drooling for the last minute or so, indicated by the sloppy and wet sounds coming from each kiss, lick and suckle. Even though he was the one between anothers legs, the sound effects were having a good kick at his libido.
His arousal throbbed, despite his shaft not springing up to full mast. Ian just wasntthatamazing in bed that he was able to recover within the full ten or so minutes since he had came. Instead though, he just allowed his body to enjoy the pleasant tingles, while he sealed his lips over the tip of Samuels head and pressed his tongue against the oozing slit. Semen, definitely tasted different than sweat upon flesh. It made his breath hitch for a moment, a wave of fear and pleasure and confusion attacking him all at once.
Nothing he couldnt handle, he told himself, before giving an experimental suck. The air pressure inside of his mouth thinned, and formed a vacuum around the tip of the cock. It provided a good pull and seal around the flesh, drawing out a small bit of the thick liquid from the slit and into his mouth to savor. Unconsciously, he moaned a small sound, rumbling the vibrations around and down the erection. The only conscious movement he was making was his fingers, nuzzling at the wet balls while he continued to torture Samuel with his mouth. Gods, he hoped he was pulling this off well, despite going off of what he liked on himself, and having no skill at doing this prior to Samuel.
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Samuel didn't much care that Ian was completely new at this. It was his first time ever having anyone do it to him so unless Ian happened to chomp down there was little in the way of mistakes to be made. Samuel kept his eyes looking down and gave a gentle sound that could be described as a "meep" or other high pitched vocalization when Ian got back to the tip.
"You don't hav-oooh!" Samuel's offer of no longer having to take his entire length into the depth of Ian's mouth was drowned out by an over eager farmer opening up and sucking him in. Samuel was silent for a while until he felt the actual sucking of air being drawn out from the rest of Ian's mouth and the warm pressure being lain upon his piece.
"N-never....just-ooh-keep doing that!" Samuel fought the urge to arch up, not wanting to thrust deep into Ian's throat and choke him. At least that was supposed to be one of the dangers of oral sex between men. The dark skinned man was not sure if he was exactly large enough to do that to Ian, or if he'd end up hurting himself on the teeth if he arched up. Neither really appealed to him so he just gripped the blanket more.
He tried to vocalize his worries to Ian but only managed a mumbling burble of inanities and low breaths. His breathing hitched after a few seconds in response to his body's rising sensitivity. His eyes began to look skyward and his lungs expelled air in much quicker bursts, his vocal chords sometimes making the expulsions of air into monosyllabic sounds of encouragement. Samuel looked down at Ian and tried to lift one hand to warn his partner but found himself only moaning loudly and orgasming into that wonderful mouth as his warning became obsolete.
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When Samuel arched upwards and thrust his hips against his cheekbones, Ian felt the cock push in further than he was ready for. It wasnt that Samuel was extremely large to the point of killing him, but as a beginner, taking in a little more than half was an accomplishment for him. So when the fat prick was shoved in more and his lips were inches away from the base, he gagged a bit and tried hard not to bite down onto the shaft. That would have ended any arousal if he bite a chunk off of the other males member.
Mmgh he half protested, holding down the hips with a hand on each side. Firmly pressing downwards, he pulled off of the shaft and took a deep breath. Hey, no rushing me, or Im going to leave you here like this. he teased, licking his nearly cherry red lips. Ians cheeks were flushed a light pink, both from arousal and a touch of shyness associated with burying his face into some mans crotch.
Thumbs rubbing against the hipbones, he smiled a bit, before leaning back down to take in the head once more. Slowly, his head began to bob up and down, taking in a bit more each time he went down. The licking, suckling, and as gentle as nibbles he could make, returned. Ian really didnt know if the other male liked teeth, but the brunette had a few girls daring enoughand thankfully skilled enoughto attempt it on him. So instead of using too much force, he just lightly let his teeth graze against the skin, wondering if it was noticeable.
Holding back his gag reflex as best as he could though, he finally took in the length completely in his mouth. Lips pressed against the pubic hair, feeling them crisp against his lips. The tip of the shaft pressed down against his throat, not too far, but enough that when he swallowed, the muscles rippled over the head like a small massage. It felt weird and just a touch nice at the same time. Different was the key term, but different wasnt always bad. Ian found his heart race, mainly because he was not on the other side of this position, and unconsciously let out a small whimper.
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Samuel panted and looked down at Ian. With little thought he lifted the man off his shaft and pulled him up for a kiss, his lust overrunning his thought process. He clamped onto Ian and made the lip lock last for what seemed like an age. When he was finally satisfied he pulled back, the string of saliva from their tongues spreading like a bridge between their mouths.
"That was...good! Very good!" Samuel darkened immensely and he began to tug his pants up, glad there was no cleaning needed on his own end. Ian's stomach had made sure of that. This picnic had been a humongous success, at least as Samuel saw it. Ian had broken out of his shell some and they had both gotten a rather kinky release.
Samuel handed Ian an apple and picked up the fish as he grinned at him, "This was amazing. All of it. T-thank you." Samuel bit into the fish and chewed as he watched Ian. He hoped that this wasn't moving too quickly for the farmer. He seemed to have never seriously considered being with a man romantically and now he was being sexually serviced by one he barely knew who he had taken to live in his house. It sounded like it could have been one of his trashier novels from before.
"If...if this is going too fast we can slow down, Ian." Samuel stated that plainly and without any hint of anger. He would prefer to go slowly and keep Ian for a long period of time instead of experiencing a good amount of sexual activities and then suddenly be bereft of the farmer.
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Each swallow seemed to be too much and scorching hot at the same time, filling his throat with thick liquid that hed never dare think about drinking down at any other time. It was something that he almost wished Samuel did for him, as his own abdomen was sticky from dried semen. I-. before he was able to speak, he was pulled into a deep kiss. The first thought was how this wasnt sanitaryto kiss someone who just had their mouth over ones bits and/or ass. But the pleasure of the kiss was enough to make him forget about that.
When the flavor was what hit him, he pulled back and gasped a bit, hearing Samuel adjust himself and compliment him. Erthanks. he muttered. The awkward feeling wouldnt leave his person, leaving the fish to feel heavy in his stomach, along with the semen he swallowed. Glancing up at the other male with a partially shy and partially frightened look, he rolled his shoulders and inched towards the stream to wash what he could. The brunette pulled out a loose cloth to wet and wipe down his stomach, before rinsing out his mouth.
Doyouthink were moving too fast? Ian asked, turning his head to give Samuel a glance, as he picked up the fishing tool kit and began to set it up. The sun was at a high noon, touching evening, so it was a good time to get started. Fishing for immediate hunger didnt seem like what he needed to do at the moment though, because he was quite sure he wouldnt be hungry for quite some time. As he pondered on if he even thought this was too fast, he throw the line into the water and kept hold of the rod while sneaking Samuel gazes.
This would have been the cuddling time, courteously at least, but he figured the dark haired male wouldnt mind if they skipped the gushing things this once. Cuz Im fine with it, I suppose. Weve done it all, yeah? he joked, really making a note to go to the library soon. Therehasto be books on these things, and plainly asking Samuel might lead to demonstrations he wasnt ready for. The only problem was that hed have to be careful of anyone catching him in the library, reading dirty pornographic novels.
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"Well, I like it. I just didn't want to rush you." Samuel was more than pleased that Ian didn't seem to mind. He had wicked, wicked ideas and plans to perform on his farmer. He still wouldn't rush them all, but he would take his time and try most of them out at least. Well, if Ian seemed up to most of them.
He didn't force the cuddling on Samuel. He would probably find it very awkward, especially while fishing. He would begin to clear the picnic up and noticed that the towel blanket would need to be washed as well. He placed the remaining apples in the blanket and finished off the fish before grabbing his cane and standing up, "Ian, when you catch enough come back home and I'll go to town with you to see the doctor, okay?" He walked over and gave the farmer a smooch, noticing his reflection in the river. Well, he needed to wash his hair.
Samuel trudged home and added the orb to the drawer of orbs and noted it in his book. He placed the towel in the washing machine and washed his hair, changing his pants just in case and washing off his junk in case the doctor had him strip down any. He didn't want to be seen as an easy skank by any means.
When Ian returned Samuel would patiently wait for the farmer boy to get ready and then would stand and walk with him, "Thank you of taking care of me so much these past days. I still am unsure how to exactly repay you. I will try to. Once my leg gets better I'll go back into town and sell some more things, okay? That should pad your income some. And it will leave you extra time to work on your crops."
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Alright. he answered with a small voice, not that he was acting up all shy at the moment, but rather, he was lost in his own thoughts. Once Samuel left, he remained there and caught a few fish to put into the sack they had brought with them. His own thoughts were wandering towards what he was doing with Samuel, and what they were doing overall together. Being with another male in a relationship meant many things, but it didnt have to be extreme different than being in a relationship entirely.
Men and men were like women and men, just with different anatomies. At any other time, he could treat Samuel as he would any other of his relationships. But in the bed, he had much learning to do. Perhaps he could leave Samuel at the infirmary once they got there, and head over to the library. Doing something so soon tonight would be too soon for the brunette, but he wanted to at least learn what they could do before jumping into things. That way, hed have some time to mentally digest what hed learn.
After the ninth or so fish, he decided that it was enough. Half of them went into the small pool beside the binshipping them dead was going to give no benefit, after all. A few other things were tossed into the bin as brought time, wasting it so he didnt have to go home just quite yet. Not that it was a bad thing to do so, but he was nervous. Still, only so much time could be wasted, before he headed into the house and gave a knock on the door to signify to Samuel that he was back home.
Hey all ready to go? he asked, wanting a bit of a wash down for himself, but knowing itd be best to save it for the night. He moved towards the kitchen and placed the remaining amount of fish into the fridgeafter wrapping them up in bags, that is. For now, theyd have to live off of fish meat, but once the crops grew well, theyd have a healthy amount to sell and eat off of. Things were just at the start, but he felt a bit overwhelmed. Common thing to feel though, so he just took a breath and trudged on with events.
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Samuel walked with Ian and waved goodbye to him as he went to the doctor. Ian had said he had some things to check out so Samuel left him to it. The doctor didn't have many people to see and saw Samuel almost immediately. Samuel showed his foot to the doctor and waited for it to be analyzed. Within a little time he got his results back.
"Just be patient. I will give you a pain killer and you should be able to walk on it tomorrow afternoon. Otherwise there is nothing wrong. It was a decent sprain but nothing bad. You should feel really lucky that Ian found you out in the forest like he did. That was very nice of him to take you in. You be sure to be nice to him, okay?"
"Yes sir." Samuel swallowed down a nervous, awkward laugh. He felt he had repaid Ian for that kindness, in a way. He still felt like he owed him for other things, of course. "Doctor, do you know anywhere where it would be good to peddle some wares?"
The doctor looked up and nodded, "Yes, go to the town center. You'll find plenty of people there to sell to."
Samuel used his cane and walked to the town center. He was almost immediately found by some of the eligible girls of the town who fawned over the pretty stranger who had a hurt leg. He was so vulnerable and needed their help! They also eagerly bought the baubles and trinkets he had brought with him. By the time Ian would even bother to come looking for Samuel he would be at a table near the bakery with an ice cream sundae and three pretty young girls hanging onto his every word and trying to out do one another for his attention.
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After dropping the other male at the hospital, he waved a shy goodbye as well, before heading towards the library. He really hoped things worked out and the doctor would diagnose Samuel with nothing more than a bit of a sprain. If not, then they really waited too long for any serious injury and might have made it worst. Dont think too hard he muttered to himself, receiving a strange look from one of the girls that passed him down the road.
Pouting a bit at being seen as a freak already, he finally made it to the library and got a good look around. The librarian was a nice woman, close to his age, if not younger. She claimed to be the mayors daughter, and how she loved books. If anything, he could see himself court her, wooing her with flowers and coming to the library daily to read nothing but nonsense. But then again, he was an occupied man already, and the purpose of coming to the library was for his boyfriend and their education. Sex life, really.
The brunette stood there for a small conversation, just to be nice, before he headed into the deeper end of the library. There, he fished out a book or two in the more adult section. Most things were about heterosexual things though, and it took him a bit of time before he found some things about homosexuals. Oh god, Im gay he bemoaned, biting down on his tongue and hoped that no one heard that. Deciding that she had said he could borrow any book so long as he returned them, he snuck it under his jacket and gave her a kind wave as he left the place. For now, hed have to pick up Samuel, and hed read this while he was taking a bath or something.
However, it seemed like Samuel had left the hospital, because by the time he got there, the doctor informed him that Samuel went to do something else. Ian puffed out his cheeks, a bit annoyed, and had to ask around a few times until he was directed towards the bakery. It was there that he saw bubbly girls hanging off of his boyfriend, and the said boyfriend just flourishing under their attentions like he belonged there. Chatting up the girls? he asked, a smile plastered to his face. He had to tell himself that he was definitely not jealous. Because he wasnt like that. Because thatd be stupid and and he wasnt the girlfriend in the relationship. Right.
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The girls were just completely happy about being so close to Samuel. He barely noticed when Ian came over but gave him a great show of affection, at least from his point, "Ian, I was waiting for you. These girls have been keeping me company while you were away. I also made a good amount of money. I bet I could buy some good food."
One of the girls smiled, "Aww, poor boy, haven't you been eating well lately?"
"Well, just fish and apples really, miss."
"Oh, that will not do! Let me take you out to dinner, Sammy!"
"NO, I will take you home and cook for you, home cooked meals are always better than store bought things," the blonde girl said, taking Samuel's hand as a sign of dominance in front of the other girls.
Samuel blinked and felt pretty taken advantage of but thought he saw an out, "Ladies, if you wanted to feed me you'd also need to feed Ian. He is the one letting me stay with him."
"Oh but he is so far away. I bet you'd LOVE to stay home with me," the redheaded one said, seeing her opportunity to be the most generous one.
"Oh no," the brunette said, "I have a spare bedroom. You could have it all to yourself. Unlike Ian's place you'd have your own room!"
Samuel was now starting to feel pretty nervous, "Ladies...I'm happy with my arrangement, really." He looked at Ian for a little bit of help. Anything, really. This was just getting maddening. He needed something! Anything to escape.
"Ian! I think I have enough money to buy you a chicken! Why don't we head over before the shop closes? I bet you could get a really nice chicken! Oooh, or a dog! Don't you think the farm needs a dog!?" He looked desperate and wanted his sweet, pale farm boy to rescue him from these treacherous harpies.
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Women were sometimes too much. Even for someone who enjoyed their company. Ian was no stranger to the wooing of women, or the lavishing affections that some of them could bestow upon one that they were infatuated with. From the offering of dinner to the offering of a bedroom in their house, it seemed like these womanall eligible bacheloretteswere ready to just whisk Samuel away like the brunette wasnt standing there. Not that they knew that the two men were dating, as it had only been but last night that they had decided to do so.
But even still, his eyes hardened a bit and he tried to be as firm as he could when he reached out and grasped Samuels other hand. Yes, lets get a dog. We must really get going now, before the day drags on. Sorry mams, hell have to join you on another day. he declared with a polite tone; or so he hoped. Dragging Samuel with him as fast as he could, he politely gave another firm smile, but one that told them he wouldnt appreciate them casing after the two males.
The women gave a range of looks at him, each varying on a degree of contemplation and a bit of venom. Hell had no wrath like a woman scorned, and he dearly hoped he didnt scorn any one of them. But Samuel needed an out from them, and he was not just going to leave his boyfriend in the clutches of flaunting girls. After quite some distance, he finally stopped and took a deep breath, calming his racing heart.
It was then that the blush stole over his faceone of the first that was outside of any intimate acts. Ian tried to tell himself he wasnt jealous, but there was a small spark of it in him. It wasnt that he didnt trust Samuel to be faithful, but they hadnt really outlined anything of the like, and those girlswereattractive. Um sorry, I hope you didnt take a liking to any of them and I ruined it? he started off, then bit his tongue for saying something so stupid.
I meanweller. Anyways. You wanted to get a dog? Together? it was like asking for some sort of commitment, and he hoped Samuel got it. Guys sometimes just didnt talk about certain things, and asking for commitment out loud might have been too much for them at this stage. Slipping out the book he took from the library, he wiggled in front of Samuel with a lopsided grin. Got some reading for us for the night. Hope its more entertaining then them?
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"But, we weren't done!" The blonde said
"He doesn't have my number!" The redhead almost shrieked.
"We live in a small town. He can figure out where you are!"
"Shut up!"
Samuel just walked as fast as he could with Ian. Then he noticed the blush and figured Ian must have been a tad jealous. It made Samuel feel good, "Like any of them? No...I sold them some jewelry and I knew they were buying for me and...it got out of hand. Thank you so much for coming to my rescue. You are like my white knight only you killed three dragons to save this prince." He hoped his joke wasn't too bad, but Ian really had saved him.
"Yes, we can get a dog and he can watch after the sheep once you get the sheep. That is a good idea, right? You said you wanted a barn with sheep." He grinned and motioned to move when he saw the book.
"OH!" Samuel blushed and he looked rather dark and almost embarrassed, "Y-yes. We can read that! I don't see any reason why not. Oh, and the doctor says I will be walking by tomorrow afternoon. That should be good, right? I'll come back to town and sell some more things and then help you get enough wood to build that barn." This was turning out to be a very, very good trip to town.
He finally stopped where they were to get a dog and noticed that there was only one to buy; a rather large looking german shepard. Still, it was a herding dog so it would be good for the sheep. "What do you want to name him, Ian? I'll pay for him and you decide that. I'll also grab a bowl and some food, okay?" Samuel hobbled off to go pay for the dog, his mind still on that book. Ian must be more into this than he had thought! It was great!
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At the mention of sheep, he smiled a bit and rolled his shoulders in a small shrug. Having a barn full of animals would be fun, just so they could have some live creatures to handle, rather than work with crops all day. Being a farmer wasnt filled with exciting things, at least, in his opinion it wasnt. But at the same time, it didnt mean he had nothing to do, or that he couldnt make it fun for himself. The picture of them catching the sheep, grooming them, falling asleep next to their large, fluffy bodies it made him chuckle. They would get good cotton out of sheep, and he could make clothes out of them if he tried hard enough.
However, that wasnt the issue at the moment, and it forced him to pay attention to the now instead of what could happen. Samuel was blushing now, staring at the book he was holding up. The brunette tried to look confident with this, as itwashis idea after all. Thats great! But um, youll stay, even after your leg heals, and the barn, and things, right? he asked, wondering if this relationship only lasted until Samuel was done and bored of the farming life. Ian couldnt leave itthis was all his life consisted of now. But like the people of this village, Samuel had the ability to come and go as he pleased.
Without getting an immediate answer, he paused and saw that Samuel had found a dog for them. Smiling, they got the dog and he knelt down to ruffle the dogs ears. Hm why dont we name him Lucky? because by god, have they not been hearing that enough for it to stick into his mind. The dog barked once and licked at Ians hand, trying to get treats from the human as if he had a sweet scent on him. Chuckling, he patted the dogs head a bit, before standing up and walking towards Samuel. The book had been placed back under his jacket, so that no one else saw him walking around with a gay pornographic like it was the next best thing.
The dog seemed to follow him, still chasing after treats it appeared. After theyd done everything needed for the dog, they trekked home, his body close enough to Samuels incase his boyfriend needed him for support or whatnots. The book felt like a heavy rock inside his jacket, pressing up against his side and reminding him of the naughty things that it probably had to teach him. Swallowing a bit, he opened the door to the house and allowed the other male to go in first, before he would enter. Ian had never felt more like a naughty boy, nearly bursting with curiosity and excitement to get to reading a book. Um would you like to read it together? Or separately? he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
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"Lucky is a good name." Samuel gave Ian the bag of dog food to carry and held onto the dog bowl. It was a bit common, but it would do. Besides, Samuel could easily see how Ian had come up with that name. The trek home was rather nice, even with the cane. "Of course I am going to stay, Ian. I wouldn't leave just because I can walk away. How could I get my daily dose of hot farming action that way?" He was right, because nothing turned men on more than watering crops and brushing cows. Nothing.
At home Samuel placed the dog bowl for food down and got the one for water filled up. He turned and saw that Ian seemed to be in a real hurry to read the book and found that rather adorable, "We can read it together. That way we can talk about what seems good to us and what does not. Besides, learning is more fun when you have someone with you." And there could be naughty tutor and student roleplay as well!
Samuel sat down on the bed and motioned for Ian to come over with that naughty, delicious book. He was rather eager to see what it contained as well. Perhaps his cheesy romance novels had left some things out. The first page was flipped and Samuel gave a little gasp. The first few pages were just men of different races in various sexual positions! How scandalous!
Samuel touched Ian's shoulders and gave a little nervous laugh, "I've never seen PICTORIAL pornography, ju-just read it." That could have been because Samuel's formative years were spent back in the day of Ian's grandfather. Pictures of people having sex were not as common for Samuel to grab up. It was just so new. "T-turn the page! Come on!"
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Hearing that they could read it together, Ian smiled brightly and nodded, as he moved to curl up against the other male on the bed. In his mind, he pictured something similar to the tutor/student deal, only in his imagination, he was the tutor that was giving Samuel a few spanks for getting it wrong. It caused him to have a slight dazed look before the first page was even turned, and only amplified it once they actually had the book opened and between them. When he heard Samuel gasp though, he had to wonder how much the other male was letting on that he knew and what he didnt know.
Turning his gaze down towards the page, the brunette found his eyebrow twitch in shock. Men of all sorts, body on display, twisted and pressed up against other men in such lewd positions that it made him embarrassed and curious at the same time. The first question in his mind was, Is that even possible? he asked aloud on accident, biting down on his bottom lip soon after. Maybe this wasnt the time to speak, but when Samuel spoke up about the pictures, he thought it was safe to do so. Er, yeah hesitantly, he turned the page and prepared himself for what was going to show up.
Nothing extreme, thank goodness. Just a simple introduction, on what the book was about, and making sure that one practiced safe sex. Once that was done with, he turned the next few pages, expanding on the introduction. Finally, they reached chapter one, titled in big bold letters The Art of Oral Sex & Its Varieties. Well, at least they were on track of things and started off their relationship like the book was starting off.
Oral Sex, is defined by using ones mouth on genital areas of the human body to provide sexual pleasure. the brunette read, swallowing a lump in his throat as he remembered earlier on how he was doing just that for Samuel. The feeling of semen sliding down his throat, filling him with tastes that hed never thought could be fishier than fish, but slightly bittersweet at the same time. It made him cringe a bit at the thought, yet he had a hunch hed do it again if the time and place was right. Seems like weve got this chapter down already. he joked, leaning his head against Samuels shoulder as he slipped down further to read. How did you learn aboutabout what you did earlier, anyways? Couldnt have been the novels, could they?
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"Y-yes, that is completely possible, Ian. That one might require some flexibility though. Ooooh, a hispanic man. Don't turn the page just ye-oh." Samuel finally calmed down and allowed Ian to get to chapter one. Samuel would have thought that perhaps there would have been more on just kissing and maybe some cuddling, but this stuff didn't seem bad either! He was not going to complain about this at all.
He gave a little snicker at Ian's joke, "I bet we have a lot more to learn. Go on, read it." He was interested in the book and then listened to the question, "Oh...ummm...yes, it was in a book I read. A prince was rescued by a knight and then he...ummm...rimmed the knight and then he fucked the knight and the knight really loved the rimming so I thought you might and I was curious as to what it would be like so...yeah." Samuel rubbed the back of his head and felt pretty sheepish about trying something he had just read in a book, "Then there was the book about pirates and the captain would have his crew members rim him and he loved it and so, same thing. It was also in other books too."
Samuel was sure that Ian had enjoyed it, one didn't get off without even touching themselves without enjoying it. Samuel had found the action very nice himself and was looking forward to going back down on Ian in the exact same manner. Perhaps he could even talk Ian into doing it on him one day. Fair was fair, wasn't it?
Samuel did notice that there were side notes written for both circumcised and uncircumcised penises. It was rather interesting, "Look, we'll both have to learn things. Ooooh, this seems interesting. It seems many men like the foreskin being played with." Samuel looked at Ian with a mischievous grin and started to formulate plans in his mind.
Lucky, done as he was with the food, came over and curled up at the foot of the bed if only to make both men feel slightly awkward reading about hardcore sexual activities with a pet dog at their feet being adorable.
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At the answer, Ian couldnt help but let the small smile curve his lips. The idea of Samuel reading up all of those romance novelspornographic reallyand trying them out on them, seemed just too adorable in his mind. There were cheesy moments to come, that was for sure, and he found himself a bit excited for it. The brunette had touched into roleplaying as a character of sort in the bedroom just once, and he wouldnt mind exploring that idea further with his boyfriend.
Lifting his head and nuzzling the warm neck, he allowed his lips to stretch into a grin at that. Oh, so did this knight save the prince then? he asked, knowing that in a sense, it was like that. He had found Samuel injured out in the forestry area, and like a knight in shiny armor, he had brought the dark haired male back to safety. All in a days good work, and hed like to say he got the better end of the stick. Not that he didnt want to give as good as he got, but a hands-free orgasm was pretty intense.
His thoughts were disrupted when their dog decided to curl up at their feet. For some strange reason, his body temperature went up, and it wasnt due to arousal of reading such an erotic book. Rather, he was slightly embarrassed that their cute dog, no more than the tip of his puppy years and into his teen years, no doubt, was staring at them with big eyes. Lucky barked once, happy that he had his masters attentions for a moment, as he curled up on his stomach and rested his fluffy head between their legs. His paws were no larger than their hands or so, but felt like they weighed more than they should as each front paw landed on one of their legs.
Um where is Lucky going to sleep from now on? he asked, noting that they didnt have a dog house, nor did they have any dog beds for inside sleeping. Ian was firmly against allowing the dog sleep outside in the cold, but as of now, the spring air wasnt too bad, and summer would come around the corner. They would have to build a dog house for Sheppard soon, but that still didnt solve the question of the time before he gathered enough wood for it.
We cant let him sleep outside, but being inside on the bed might be weird. Ian hinted at the fact that he was hesitant to explore their relationship with big puppy eyes staring at them. He even went as far as close the book and hide it under the covers, not wanting to let their baby be exposed to worldly things.
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"I think he can sleep next to the bed. That should work. We should build him a doghouse though. That would be the best. Perhaps we should do that before we get the barn up?" Ian might notice now Samuel spoke now, there was no more "your" farm, there was "our." Sure, Samuel hadn't paid for it but that showed that he was definitely wanting to stay and be a part of Ian's life. Or he was at least really into farming.
Samuel noticed the book being placed away and gave a little smile at Lucky, "Hey boy, get on the floor. Good boy! Now sit! No, SIT! Errrr..lie down? No, no, don't lick me! Stop!" Samuel was having his face ravaged by dog tongue as he finally placed Lucky down on the floor so he was lying down and held out his hand, "Okay, now stay! Stay. Good boy!"
He turned to Ian and wiped off his face with his shirt, "We will need treats. And I will train him. I think I am rather good at getting men to do what I want." He hoped that little bit was not lost on the farmer as he picked the book back up since they had the bed to themselves again. "Ooooh, Ian, look, they have picture diagrams in here!"
Indeed the book did. The next page where they were going to turn to had a picture on the left of a man servicing an uncircumcised penis and the page on the right had his partner servicing the circumcised penis. "Oh, you should try that one Ian! And I could do that!" Samuel pointed to the african male who had his tongue inside the foreskin of his partner and seemed to be running his tongue along the tip. Samuel made sure Ian noticed what he was referring to in case Samuel decided that it was not what he wanted to go on with his peep. Better to get the information out now instead of when they were trying to be erotic.
Samuel felt a little flustered looking at these pictures and reading on this topic. It did seem to make one want to try it out almost immediately, but that wouldn't be very logical. Just reading about something and immediately trying it out didn't always have the best outcomes. He also didn't want to rush Ian.
"Do you see anything you really want to try...or have tried out on you, Ian?"
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Ian, being the dumbass that he was at times, didnt catch onto the whole aspect of how Samuel speaking in tones that were indicating how he was determined to stay longer. It wasnt until later that night would he realize it, but for now, he just nodded and agreed, knowing that Lucky was going to have to make due with sleeping beside their bed for the nights until the doghouse was built.
It was another indication that Samuel was going to stay for an undetermined amount of time, as they had gotten a dog together, claiming ownership equally despite Ian not buying Lucky. The said pup was going to grow up, thinking it had two masters, which would make it hard and a bit heartless to split that up.
The brunette chuckled at how Lucky seemed so attached to Samuel already, despite the fact that the dog was not really listening to the other male right away. However, his chuckles died away to a bit of an embarrassed silence, as he noted that yes, Samuel did have a way of getting men to do as he pleased. The farmer almost imaged himself as the dog, looking to please Samuel in some way so hed get treats himself. Just of different kinds, being naughtier and less stomach filling in many cases. Hm? he asked, shaking it off as best as he could, as he leaned in closer and peered at the book once more.
Seeing such graphical diagrams of people giving each other head made his eyes wide, both from shock and a touch of horror. Er that looks good. Ian agreed on what Samuel was saying, wondering what itd be like with his foreskin played with. Previous partners would be against it or dive down so fast and finish him as fast as they could, he barely knew what hit him.
Scanning through a few more pictures and turning the picture to see more oral techniques, he pointed towards one that had the Asian boy with his tongue swirling around another males anal opening. Even though his cheeks were pink at that, he rolled his shoulders in a shrug either way. Er I mean, if you wanted to. It was enjoyable for me, so I thought you might enjoy it to? unless Samuel was uncomfortable with something like that, but itd be the perfect opportunity for them to try things on each other. Who knew, maybe one of them might not like it, but the other would. And if they both knew they liked it, then it just added another to the list to play with.
Ian felt like a kid again, flipping through the book as the sunset began to flutter across the horizon, while curled up against his boyfriend under the warmth of the blanket. Only difference was that they were reading a pornographic book and he was half hard from staring at the sexual situations this book had. Shall we go to the next chapter? he asked with a slightly nervous chuckle, hoping it was tamer than oral, so hed get his erection to go away.
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"If you'd like to try that on me I would be more than willing. I just can't imagine what it would be like seeing your reaction!" Samuel was truly looking forward to Ian going down on him in that fashion. He almost wanted to fling the book down and just allow Ian to get to business but that would be very forward. Besides, Ian might not even be in the mood.
Samuel went to the next chapter which was "Handjobs" and had several different types. He brought the book to rest between them and began to read the chapter to Ian, "The simple pleasures of masturbation can be shared between partners for an expression of sexuality and love. The handling of your partner's penis can be as simple as a quickie before they go to work to a drawn out process that takes hours and mimics the worshiping of deities of old. There are more techniques than can be listed in this single chapter but we will try to educate everyone in the basics (and some of the more advanced techniques) of manual penile stimulation."
Samuel was pretty impressed, "I just figured you would touch and go...this is interesting. Wow...there are more than twenty techniques of masturbation!? This is so cool!" Samuel was more excited than embarrassed by the book as it elucidated many of the concepts he had imagined from his old romance novels and semi-graphic pornographic literature.
The next page detailed the simple and general technique of grabbing the penis and stroking it with the Asian model sitting in the lap of one of the white models who had gripped him. There were even step by step guides with this simple technique that any boy over thirteen had mastered. Each description had a picture next to it and ended with the Asian model arching back and ejaculating in what had to be one of the luckiest photographic moments yet.
Samuel would read out the graphs of each technique and noted the footnotes on different kinds of oils, friction levels, and the differences once again between circumcised and uncircumcised.
"Wow, it looks like my massage oils can come in handy if you'd like. We should probably by lubricants as well." Samuel had little idea of Ian was getting excited just by this chapter as well as Ian had been able to hide his growing interest with the last chapter as well.
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He raised an eyebrow at the masturbation chapter, wondering if these techniques were sound. They seemed farfetched and he had always seen masturbation, for self and perhaps his partner, as something that one just did without the need for technique. Touch, rub, stroke, play with, and then hope that they found their orgasm within the time of here and there. Seemed like there was plenty to learn though, as there were truly well over twenty or so things to do to make it more pleasurable. Mutual masturbation was even something suggested for beginning couples, so they had a feel for one another.
Ian paused at that, finger still pressed against the sentence that he had been reading, before feeling as if he had rushed things for one another. Er guess we should have started off like that? he muttered, hands retreating back to his lap to curl up and not touch the book for now. Pictures of partners pressed up against each other, lying at natural and odd angles, each reaching between the others legs. Upon a few of the images, his shaft gave a small twitch, wanting to feel something more than the sheets press down against his growing arousal.
His mind filled with images of Samuel touching him, rubbing that warm hand on his even warmer sex. Bringing his knees up slightly, he tried to hide his erection better, as the next page was turned and more and more of the lewd acts were described and shown. Pink, from natural body heat rising, tinted his cheeks, making him duck his head so that what little hair that was long enough, would cover his cheeks.
Lucky barked once, rolling around to get comfortable, before curling up against the side of the bed. The dog seemed ready for bed, hinting that it was going to be knocked out completely in a moment. The brunette shifted on the bed, trying not to stare at the book, but found that if he didnt, he had the option of staring either at Samuel or at the floor; either of which wasnt favorable. Not that Samuel was a bad stare, but he didnt want to worsen his condition. Um, want to turn in early? he suddenly asked, thighs pressed together as he tried to look as natural as possible.
It was then that Lucky suddenly jolted up, barking as if he could sense something. As a teen, the dog was hyper aware of the scent of arousal, and without even thinking of it, the dog jumped onto the bed and began to nearly paw at the twos crotch. It was as if he was searching for a bone or to put out a fire. Ian cried out as Luckys paw stomped onto his crotch and curled up with a whimper. Shit! Bad Lucky! he cried out, shoving the dog towards Samuels direction as he curled up into a ball.
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Samuel laughed when Ian said they moved too fast, "The first thing we did was touch one another. We can always go back to basics you know. I have..a bit of a thing for hand jobs I guess. I always liked them the best of the foreplay." He did close the book when Ian seemed to be getting tired, laying it down near the bed.
Apparently this prompted Lucky to decide the bed was free for himself. Samuel took the dog when Ian cried out and threw him at the darker man. Samuel took Lucky and placed him on the ground and flicked his nose lightly, "NO. Bad boy. Stay down. Go to sleep." He was very firm and Lucky gave a sad whimper but obeyed, turning his back on the man before gazing with the trademark sad puppy dog eyes. Samuel was firm and shook his head, "NO. Stay on the floor."
He turned to Ian and moved the covers, trying to see if everything was okay. He gave a little gasp noticing the erection that must have been stepped on and gave Ian a kiss, "You poor boy! I am sorry, I should have grabbed him earlier. Are you going to be okay?" He tentatively touched Ian's penis, trying to make sure there was no permanent damage.
As he checked his lover out in only the most caring and platonic fashion, he began to wonder about the book. About the techniques that had been seen that dealt with Ian's member. He gripped a tad bit harder to assuage no permanent damage had been dealt. He smiled and moved closer to Ian, "I think Lucky is going to be down for the rest of the night. He learned his lesson. Could I try out some of the lessons we learned?"
He hadn't been particularly aroused by the book. He had been curious, yes, and the photographs had been neat. Yet none of the men had been the one he was with, the one he liked. Knowing that the man he was crushing on was aroused was a completely different story and made the dark demi-god want to pounce and gently molest his farmer.
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The brunette remained in a curled up position as he rubbed out the sting in his nuts and shaft, having half a mind to just sell the dog back to where he came from. However, Samuel seemed to have a firm grasp on scolding Lucky, so he decided that if anything, hed just lock the dog outside if something like that happened again. Im fine he just surprised me, thats all he muttered, rolling onto his back as the other male inspected him.
He had all but forgotten his erection, and yet, looking down with Samuel inspecting his shaft, Ian felt the rush of lust spike again and jerk at his flesh. Standing up tall and proud once more, he swallowed hard and shifted his hips. Samuels hand was warm and firm, teasing at his cock, despite the fact that he was just inspecting it. Um this isnt because of the dog, if youre wondering. The book was educational. the brunette stated, not wanting his recently new boyfriend thinking that he was some kind of pervert.
Upon hearing that the other male wanted to try some of the lessons they had learned though, Ian took a deep breath and tried not to grin. Like a guy would ever say no to a free handjob or blowjob? Sure! I mean did you want to try a specific one? he picked up the book and flipped through the pages, landing on one that he had found interesting. If you didnt have one in mind, perhaps this one? he revealed the page, with two men facing in opposite directions, practicing oral techniques on one another. Under it labeled 69, which he would assume was more than just a number, but a position.
If the other male didnt want to do this, then he thought that maybe they could just use their hands on one another. At this point, anything would have been nice, because he was firm on not going to bed with an erection. Who knew what the damn dog was going to step on if Lucky thought he was excited in the wrong sense.
We should take Lucky outside first though. I donter, he shouldnt be seeing these kind of things anyways.
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Samuel looked at the picture and nodded, "That'd be fine. I'll put Lucky out." Samuel stood up and went over to the dog and got him up, "Lucky, Ian doesn't want you to watch us doing naughty things. Come on." He took the dog outside and gave him some pets before the dog drove his nose straight into Samuel's crotch and sniffed about. Samuel gave a surprised squeak and quickly moved the dog away, "No...none of that. I mean...well...I have to get back to Ian."
Lucky gave a light whine and watched Samuel disappear into the house. Samuel filed away the information of Lucky's interest just in case. He would need to corrupt Ian just a bit more first for him to open up to it, but he figured that he could make sure the dog was allowed to explore as well.
Samuel walked back over to the bed before getting on it and moving to get in the correct position. "I will try to be good. Just tell me if I do anything wrong, okay?" He settled in and nestled Ian's hard one before trying the first thing he remember from the book. He gripped the penis and stuck out his tongue, separating the foreskin from the head by sliding his tongue inside it. It was an odd taste, slightly tangy in a way and it smelled of sweat and Ian. There was no other description for the latter, Samuel had never smelled something like it before except on Ian so it must be a smell specifically for the farmer.
He twisted the tongue around to get all over the head, enjoying the sensation. This also meant he had no worry about his teeth catching his farmer boy. It was a very easy way to start. His hands moved up and down the shaft for a good while, warming Ian up before Samuel was willing to try his hand, or mouth, at something new.
He took a deep breath as if he was going to dive under water and opened as wide as he could, hoping to spare Ian his teeth, and took some of the penis into his mouth. He miscalculated the first time and pulled up coughing, his eyes watering a little. "I'm okay, just got excited." He cleared his throat and decided to go slower, placing just the tip in before inching down.
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Ian tilted his head back as they shifted into position, Samuels shaft pointing at his face as he relaxed as best as he could. Giving head while being given head couldnt have been that hard, but as soon as the other male started on him, he found that it was harder for himself to start on the other male. Samuels tongue seemed to know what to do, curling under his foreskin and giving his cock a good lick and suck. His own legs spread of their accord, pushing his hips forward so that he was jutting out the midsection and waiting for more.
However, when Samuel chocked, he pulled back and his eyes snapped openwhen had they closed?to stare down in alarm. You oka-. he was cut off and reassured that the other male was fine though, before the pleasure began to spread from his prick once more. His nerve endings jerked and twitched, causing endomorphines to be released into him.
Youre really good, Sam he muttered, nearly wrapping his legs around the other males head. Slitting open his eyes, he noted that indeed, Samuelwasexcited, as the other males cock was pointing right at his eyes, nested in thick pubs. Reaching out with both hands, he held onto the shaft and gave it a firm stroke up and down, trying to remember what to do. The books had plenty of pictures and descriptions on men without foreskinssomething that must have been common in nowadays society.
Pressing a soft and wet kiss against the tip of the head, he closed his eyes and tried to focus on pleasuring his lover, while his own body wanted nothing more than to shut down and enjoy the pleasure being done upon him. Shifting his hips to ease the tension, he began to French kiss Samuels cock-head, pressing tongue and teeth against various areas, nearly sucking and slobbering over it as he worked more and more into his mouth. Knowing what to do rather than playing with instincts seemed to work just as well, if not better, than earlier.
His fingers still didnt know what to do, whether or not to play with the balls yet, as he dipped more of the cock into his mouth. Soon enough though, his fingers curled around the balls, while the fingers of the other hand curved around a buttock. The tip of his middle finger nuzzled against Samuels anus, briefly wondering if his lover enjoyed being touched there as much as he had. It wasnt his tongue, that was for sure, but perhaps anything touching there would be just as pleasurable?
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Samuel gave a little shiver when he felt the finger run around his anus. He was sort of surprised by the sudden attention and was a bit scared of Ian trying to push it in. He knew enough that lubricant was needed or else it would hurt. Still, the gentle rubbing was more than enough to add some sparks to this sexual session.
Samuel was glad he was doing such a good job on his first time. He took another deep breath and moved further down, soon finding his nose poking Samuel's sac. He took in a careful breath but found it uncomfortable and pulled back, releasing the member as he took in a clearer breath. He looked back down at Ian's cock and bit the foreskin very lightly, pulling it back before letting it go. Ian was just like a little playground. Samuel could try and find every piece of amusement he could find on his lover.
He licked on his own finger, sucking on it for a good while before pressing it against Ian's entrance as well. Unlike Ian, his lubed up finger slowly, and painlessly, slipped inside his partner. He tested gently, barely willing to push too deep or even try and hurt his partner. He had felt eager when the digit had slipped almost effortlessly in but he was worried about hurting Ian.
With a little gathering of courage Samuel opened his mouth and took half of Ian's penis into his maw while he slowly, ever so slowly, searched around inside Ian to try and find that place he had stimulated so much before that Ian had just exploded. It was hard to control himself as well, what with Ian servicing him wildly and in a way that made Samuel breath heavily and choke out sounds around the dick in his mouth, the resultant vibrations applying a bit of extra pleasure for his mate.
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Shifting his fingers and flexing the single digit against the anal passage, Ian moaned as he felt his shaft get special treatment. His own lips were nursing on the tip of Samuels length, just slowly getting used to taking in more and more of the cock in his mouth. The flavor was like little starbursts along his taste buds, both salty and bitter like an acquired taste of a candy he wanted to like.
The brunette gasped, moaned, and bucked all at the same time though, as he felt a finger press against his own entrance and prodded its way in. His sensitive nerves, still fried from earlier, tingled back to life and fuzzed the pleasure outwardly into his muscles. In his haste of getting air, he had gulped down Samuels shaft. The tip was now pressed against the back of his throat, where he swallowed deeply.
Throat muscles rippled along the organ, while anal muscles tightened around the digit invading it. His own finger was too dry to enter Samuel, despite the fact that he was gently pushing against the sphincter in an attempt to do so. It felt strange to have something in his mouth, preventing his muscles from clenching close every time he swallowed and sucked, while being penetrated from his other end as well. Despite that, Ian soon found his rhythm once more, and pulled his head back just enough so that he could start bobbing his head up and down the shaft.
As he did so, his digit left the backside and tried to gather enough spit around the exposed end to lubricate itself. Ian couldnt see what Samuel was doing, but he had a hint of what had been done. As he pressed his digit against the opening and pressed it harder to dip into his boyfriends body, his own was losing focus. The single digit was desperately searching for something to hook onto, half remembering something about the prostate, as his own was brushed against. Without meaning to, he snapped his hips forward, clenched down with his sphincter, and moaned loud enough that the vibrations rumbled along the organ inside of his mouth.
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Samuel found the stimulation very much appreciated, especially when his fingering explorations sent Ian down onto his length. He'd have to remember that if they were to ever do this exact position again. Then he found a bit of other arching and had to back off lest his own throat be assaulted by Ian.
It turned out not to be his throat but his ass which was attacked. Not necessarily badly, but he had not expected it. He opened his mouth wide around the penis to moan, denying Ian the vibrations that it would produce. He started adjusting his own movements in response to Ian's, wondering if they could discover what felt the best with one another.
Luckily for Ian he seemed to find it first. The finger brushed against some part of Samuel that made him tense up and tremble with the feeling. His nerves were on fire as they transmitted that signal. "Thrre" He muttered around the genitalia in his mouth, hoping that Ian would get the general gist of what he was saying and were to poke. Samuel understood now how Ian might have gotten off on just internal stimulation.
Samuel went back to focusing on Samuel, his body still shaking a bit with the sensations as he began to bob up and down on the piece like Ian had begun to do. That seemed to be the proper technique, or at least felt good enough that he'd want Ian to experience it as well. Samuel began rubbing around in Ian and would stop on the point that seemed to get the best reaction from him and rub it from the inside. That book was very handy, and perhaps it would detail what these spots were and how to best pleasure them.
Samuel had begun to drip the pre-ejaculatory fluids as soon as his prostate was rubbed, his own body telling him he would not last a tremendous length of time.
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Sweat, moans, scents of heavy musk they all seemed to blend together to fit an aroma that screamed sexual desire. His body hummed with the pleasure, clenching and relaxing in intervals, as he tried to gain control over his senses. Samuels touches were addicting though, and despite knowing that they were soaking one anothers body faster than a relationship usually went, he couldnt help but indulge in it. Whether or not he decided to mentally didnt seem to register with his body though, as it arched and twisted in ways that demanded for more.
Each nerve cell was slapped with passion, causing him to curl his legs unconsciously and ended up cradling Samuels head between his legs. Samool he muttered around the piece of meat in his mouth. It was a half moan, half warning as he was rather close himself. Ian rolled his tongue sloppily around the others cock, pressing firm licks to shift the flesh around the muscle, while hoping to stimulate the nerves properly.
The flavor was still bitter and strongperhaps too strongfor him, but the brunette didnt pull back. On some subconscious level, he thought that would be rude, so he kept at it like a vacuumsucking the pre-ejaculatory fluids up and swallowing it once it mingled with his saliva. His finger continued to press and nuzzle around the spot that had Samuel moaning, hips thrusting in hopes to get the vibrations that he was sending down the others cock for himself.
On a particular brush against his prostate, Ian jerked his head back and moaned, dropping the other males shaft out of his mouth. The haze of red pleasure seemed to blind him, and he hadnt even realize he was nuzzling and nursing on the balls until he realized he had pubic hair poking at his half opened eyes. Clenching down on another prod of his inner walls, the brunette turned his cheek to press against the genitals and bit down on the supple thigh. Leaving crescent marks along the flesh without meaning to, he nearly screamed his release as thick semen gushed out of his arousal. The amount was less than before, indicating that his body hadnt fully recovered from the pervious encounter.
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Samuel found himself bombarded by all sorts of feelings. There was the thrusting of the penis in his mouth and the gentle cupping of his head by the legs. Ian's scent and pheromones driving the rather pleasant taste of his crotch to new levels. The warmth surrounding his own finger and the veritable assault on a part of his body he only vaguely knew existed just moments before. It culminated with the expulsion of Ian's seed into his mouth as Samuel had pulled back to once again tease the foreskin. The taste was just too much.
Samuel gurgled some as his throat opened to announce his own body seizing up with pleasure thanks to the semen of his mate, his hips becoming stiff like rocks as muscles spasmed and sent forth his own ejaculate. He decided to be like Ian had been early in the day and swallowed down what the man had expelled, remembering that he had had to wash sheets earlier in the day. This would be a much safer, and perhaps more erotic, turn of events.
Samuel pulled his head back when he felt the final muscle contraction in Ian, his mind rummaging through the tastes to compare Ian to. It wasn't fishy, exactly. And definitely not sweet. It wasn't unpleasant, just different. He'd need to get more of it to find out exactly what he thought, and Ian shouldn't be against that at all!
Samuel leaned back, his eyes gazing up at the ceiling as he panted. "That was...good! I liked that a lot!" He didn't know what else to say. Was this the moment couples said they loved one another? Was it too early to love Ian? Did he just want to go to sleep now? It was rather confusing. At least he knew he didn't have to ask how well he had done; that was obvious.
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Familiar flavor hit his tongue once more, as Samuels orgasm rippled through the other males body and sent a healthy splash of seed along Ians face. The brunette was still reeling from his own release, so instead of jerking his head back to avoid the semen, he just moaned softly and closed his eyes so the thick liquid didnt get in his orbs. His face was a whitish mesh though, slicking up the high cheekbones and glistening around his lips.
Mm yeah, good and exhausting. He wasnt used to doing this much twice in a row, and his body was ready to completely shut down this early in the daywell, as early as he could call it. The sun was just dipping against the horizon at best, edging towards the dawning of the moon, and yet, he was tired as if it was midnight. Perhaps some other night, hed stay up all night, doing naughty things with Samuel or even just talking. But for now, he found that the post-coitus period was going to be devoid of cuddling.
Then again, this could be considered cuddling, since they were still half holding one anotheror, holding each others pricks at least. Mm Ian knew he should say something else beside that it was good. He should probably praise Samuel; tell him how good he was and how amazing it felt. It was one of the things he read in the book, since it was to promote a healthy relationship and ego in bed.
He should have, but instead, a light snore came from his direction instead. The brunette was out like a light, despite the fact that the semen was going to dry on his face if he didnt do anything about it. There was no time to care though, as he was already drifting off into some other world, and dreaming things like chasing sheep and hugging large, fat cows.
When morning would come, he would get up and praise Samuel then, he mentally promised the other male.
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Samuel moved from the crotch he was nuzzling and noticed Ian with the facial. He snorted a bit and grabbed his cane, walking over to the sink to get paper towels. He came back and wiped Ian down, tossing the paper towel into the trash as he finished. It had been pleasant, and he didn't judge Ian for going to sleep right afterwards. He was just mortal after all.
Samuel dropped onto the bed just in time for the news. He heard the damnable "LUCKY!" and felt the orb drop down. He looked at the "teamwork" orb and gave a little grin. These sprites had a sense of humor it seemed. He gave a little yawn and dropped the orb into the floor, wrapping his arms around Ian so he could still get in his cuddles. Samuel just loved his cuddles.
He grudgingly let go and got the blankets to cover them when he felt Ian shiver a little bit, but went right back to hugging onto the farmer. He couldn't wait for his leg to get better the next day, then he could help out so much more. He could leave the house and go pick things up, he could teach Ian how to cook some things, and he could find Ian in the field and molest him until the fields were indeed "seeded."
He gave a little smile at the idea of sneaking up behind Ian and getting him off all over the farm. Maybe later when they were more serious. Or perhaps after a time when they hadn't played with one another for some time. He would definitely have to hold onto the idea, as the index of the book showed that a chapter on odd places to make love was coming up in the book. He was sure not many people got the luxury they did of having a vast tract of land to molest one another upon. It should still have good ideas.
He gave Ian one last kiss before he closed his eyes and fell asleep. He'd see more of Ian tomorrow. Now it was time to rest.
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Birds chirped merrily in the early dawn of morning. It was supposedly a natural thing in any place, but it was something that Ian wasnt used to daily. He had lived in the city for far too long, and there, the birds were a good distant away from his apartmentor at least, they had the decency to remain quiet until the brunette found his alarm waking him. Sadly, the countryside didnt have polite birds, and they were loud and near enough that if he had a shotgun, he would have killed them.
Ugh dont wanna get up he groaned, rolling a bit to his side as he tried to jar his mind awake. Parting hazed over eyes, last night came frolicking back to his memories, causing him swallow thickly and blink a few times at the figure sprawled beside him. Their legs were looped with one anothers, hinting at either a post-coitus cuddling that he didnt remember, or that one of them was trying to kick the others gonads for some reason.
He voted for the first one, but considering how perverted Samuel wassome virgin!he wouldnt be surprised if he had attempted the second. Slowly, he attempted to untangle himself, finding that he was sticky-free and warm due to the sheets over them. It caused a small smile to stretch on his lips, knowing that Samuel must have cleaned them up and covered them after hed passed outgracefully, as he didnt just keel over like some inexperienced douche.
Ian nuzzled his nose against Samuels cheek and neck, before pressing a soft kiss there. Hey mornin s here. he murmured, planting appreciative kisses along the other males neck and face. Get up or Ill have to do something extreme~ he teased, chuckling a bit. This was perhaps one perk of the farming lifehe could just take his time and lavish his lover as much as he wanted.
The chuckles were cut off though, as the potentially romantic morning was interrupted by a loud gunshot.
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Samuel didn't stir until Ian began to lavish attention on him. He gave a little murmur as he was touched and started stretching, his tan skin showing up perfectly against the white sheets. "Okay...okay...I'll get up. You don't need to hurt me, I promise." He was jesting about being hurt, he doubted Ian would do anything like THAT. Of course, other encouragement could have been given, but he wouldn't push for that. Not yet at least.
He yawned a little and moved to wrap an arm around Ian, "Oh, I am so tired! I am so weak! Some strong, strapping man has to carry me around and make sure I don't fall and hurt myself!" He gave Ian a little nuzzle and kissed him. All in all not an unpleasant way to start the day. He could take his time and cook some eggs and maybe toast some of the bread they had. He could cook the apples they had for lunch, maybe caramelizing them.
His little mental reverie was broken by the gunshot. He gave a very manly squeak of surprise and flipped over onto the floor, dragging Ian with him. Luckily the blanket came with them and broke the fall a little bit. He kept his arm over Ian, not wanting whomever was shooting at them to get a good shot. Then the dog came to mind.
"LUCKY! LUCKY IS OUTSIDE! WHAT IF HE GETS SHOT!?" Samuel didn't like that idea in the least and shot to his feet, adrenaline taking away any pain that would hinder him. He jerked the door open, waltzing out in the nude without care for the social problems that could go with that, "LUCKY! COME HERE BOY! HERE PUPPY!"
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The first thing he had to realize was that his ears werent ringing. That was a good sign, in Ians opinion, as that meant that the gunshot hadnt been close enough to them. From that, he could deduce that the person who had fired the gun couldnt have been close enough that theyd fire directly at Samuel or himselfsomewhere like near the window would have caused a louder noise.
His thoughts were snapped out yet again, this time by the frantic movements of his lover. Without being able to get up to go check the door, he was grabbed in a tangle of limbs and blankets, before he found himself impacting on the ground with Samuel nearly hovering over him. Samuel, wait! he cried out, trying to grab for Samuel as the dark haired male flung himself towards the door to get the dog.
As much as he wanted to protect Lucky, he wanted to protect his lover as well. There was a bark outside, the dog having been shocked by the loud sound. Lucky was barking loudly, running around randomly until he heard his name called and the scrappy master was trying to get him to come in. The dog ran towards Samuel and barked, circling around Samuel and then rushing into the house to find the gentler one.
Ian sighed with frustration and gently pushed Lucky aside, before standing up and grabbing boxersone of which he threw to Samuels head. Come on, lets get dressed. The gunshot couldnt have beenthatclose to us he muttered, heart hammering as he tried to remain calm. Licking his lips and biting down on the bottom lip as a nervous gesture, he inched towards the door and peered out.
Neighbors and plenty of town folks were peering out from wherever they came from as well, curious and frightened at the sound. It wasnt uncommon for people to own guns in the village, but it was uncommon to hear one fired. There were murmurs that rippled along small groups that had gathered, each muttering about how the shot had sounded near the mayors house in some way. The said house wasnt that close to them, but it was within eye-distance from where Ian and Samuel were.
The brunette linked their hands and squeezed, almost trying to lessen the fright he had in him, and to make sure that if he needed to, he could yank Samuel out of rang for any reason. Should should we go check it out? he asked softly, a bit hesitantly, despite the fact that they should be worried for the mayor and his daughter.
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Samuel gave Lucky a hug when he came in and allowed him to run about in circles before the dog went to check on Ian. He closed the door when Lucky was safe, not really caring what the other neighbors were doing. He settled into a chair and sighed out as he looked at Ian and Lucky. Okay, there was no other shot. It didn't seem to be close. His balls were resting against the seat. He had gone outside. Damn.
Samuel said nothing until the boxers were given to him. He slid them on and pointed to his cane, "Hand my cane to me, please." He waited for it and stood up to place his boxers on. He went over to the clothing and slid a shirt on and also hobbled to get Lucky's leash. He clicked it on and watched Ian at the door. He slipped the leash over his cane and gripped both when Ian took his hand.
"I...I think we should at least go and see what it is. Someone might be hurt." He would walk with Ian and notice all the other neighbors. This probably looked odd, two men with boxers on and a dog walking towards some sort of gunshot. Samuel had a slight twinge of nervousness, probably because he wasn't white and thus didn't always stick his nose in where it didn't belong. Still, he was curious and they had already left the farm.
He clenched Ian's hand as he kept Lucky close by so the dog didn't end up running off and dragging his cane away. That could be problematic for all sorts of reasons. Samuel did hope that no one was seriously hurt. Maybe a gun had gone off when someone was loading it, or it had fallen and gone off. There were all sorts of reasons for what could have caused the gunshot, really.
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Biting down on his bottom lip, Ian stared outwards towards the majors house and squeezed Samuels hand. The brunette wasnt afraid, per se, but he did worry that with the other males bad ankle, if they needed to run, they wouldnt be able to. Um he paused for a moment, glancing down at others ankle briefly. He knew they should do somethingthat it was the right thing to do to try and be good Samaritans. Even still, there was a moment of hesitance for their own safety.
The moment slowly passed, causing him to take a deep breath. All right lets leave Lucky at home just incase. he muttered, moving towards the dog to usher him into the bathroom. Once secured in the fact that Lucky wouldnt find his way out of the house and into danger, he wandered his way towards the drawers and found some clothes for them. Simple jeans and shirts would do, which he handed Samuel a pair and began to dress. Whether or not Samuel needed help, Ian found himself knelt before his lover and helping him shuffle on the jeans.
Once they were prepared to leave the house without getting stoned, he wandered them towards the mayors house. Other town folks were also nearby, none of which daringly enough to enter into the house before the sheriff though. Many of the giggly and bubbly girls were further back, huddling around the mayors daughter to keep her out of the house. She obviously wanted to check what was going on, as worry was etched over her features for her father and the situation. The girls for the most part, were giving themSamuel ratherlavishing looks that didnt fit the situation. Then again, Ian didnt think it fitted any situation that he wanted to picture Samuel in.
At the door, he glanced over at the black haired male, as if wanting to be stopped.Someoneeventually had to go check though, so he turned the doorknobnot surprising that it was unlockand took a hesitant peek in. The halls were empty, but leading to the left was the office door ajar. To the right though, there was a black handgun, left as if dropped randomly in the hallway. No sign of struggle, no sign that there was anything amiss other than the gun.
Well, at least we know no ones injured? he noted, making a motion for his lover to stay there, despite knowing that Samuel would probably either not notice or care to listen. Ian wandered towards the door area though, wondering if the mayor was home at all. Inside, the mayor sat face-first at his desk, blood pooling out of the wound shot to his head.
The half scream of surprise that Ian let out was something hed deny making later on.
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Ian had some good ideas, it wouldn't do to go out walking in just boxers to what might be something dangerous. Or at the very least embarrassing. They also didn't want to place Lucky in any harm or else they would not have a sheep dog for when they gathered up all their future sheep. Plus he was just too adorable to risk being shot.
Samuel returned to the house with Ian and Lucky and released Lucky from the leash. He sat down to get a little bit of rest before the headed out and soon found Ian on the ground in front of him, "Ian, we don't have ti-oh." Samuel didn't complain any further as he was helped with his pants more from embarrassment of what he thought Ian was trying to do than any sense of humility. He stood up and zipped and buttoned his pants and felt much more impressive now than he had a moment ago.
"Okay, let's head out. Just stay close to me." Samuel spoke as if he was somehow going to save Ian from any type of misfortune that may come about. Of course at the moment it would be much more likely that Ian would have to save Samuel. Or at least be able to move faster than he was. Samuel was almost concerned that these people could not have waited until later in the day when he should be feeling better to have set the shot off, but no. Such rudeness.
As they walked through the town and he got all those looks from the girls Samuel felt oddly put out. He was definitely not wanting to be with any of these women; he had his Ian. Yet they seemed to be infatuated with him. Perhaps he and Ian should make their relationship a lot more open. That could at least stave off some of the impossible harpies that were gathering about.
The handgun they found didn't seem to be part of the normal routine. People had shotguns with birdshot or rifles that they hunted with in this part of the world. Handguns were just a complete unknown unless you wanted to sneak them in somewhere. Samuel wanted to pick it up but left it untouched just in case it was important where it lay.
Then Ian told him to stay put. Like hell that was going to happen. He might have a bum ankle for a little while but that didn't make him a complete invalid! He walked in with Ian and then gripped the man when he screamed like a little girl. "Ian, it's just a body. Calm down."
Samuel gave Ian a reassuring squeeze and went over to the mayor to make sure he was not living and that his dead body was, in fact, dead. With a little observation Samuel was pretty sure that the mayor was no longer among the living. "Ian, does this town have a police officer? We are going to need one."
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He didnt have a recollection of what exactly happened. But one moment, he was wandering into what looked like the mayors study, and the next, he was clinging to Samuel like some damsel in distress. For a brief moment, he was glad that Samuel didnt listen to him and followed him. Because if he thought he looked a bit silly clinging to his lover, he knew hed look ridiculous clinging to the door frame or whatever other object his body decided to become best friends with, without his permission.
Pressing his lips together and nodding fractionally, he allowed his arms to relax and release his captive prize.Oh god, he wants to get near it?Ian thought frantically, but steady his nerves and inched closer with the other male as well. Observation from the door indicated that the man was face-down and out of it. On closer inspection, with the strangely small pool of blood around the head, he wondered if the man had head-desked himself to death instead. Police? Yeah, there was an officer back in to
Detective, actually. a deeper voice suddenly spoke up. It caused the brunette to jerk a bit in surprise, before making his way closer towards Samuelwhen had he wandered a few feet away?as if sticking together would save them. A man of large build, a bit of a portly build for his stature, with sharp eyes and what used to be black hair, but now flecking with white strands in his old age.
He looked healthy enough though, well as much as he could, and held up a camera to take pictures of the crime scene. Along with the camera, he was dressed in beige slacks and trench coat; a strangely clich detective outfit. Its nice to see you again, Ian. This must be your friend that you had mentioned the previous day. Forgive me for a rude introduction. My name is Detective Betney. Larry Betney. he held out his hand to shake Samuels, waiting for formal introductions despite the fact that there was a dead body before them.
There were other police officers, two not including the detective. The other two were wandering the house, searching for any other evidence of what could have caused the gunfire. The gun had been marked and kept on the ground, least it was in a significant placement. No sign of hostility before or after the gunshot it appeared, as the house was as dandy as could be. Meanwhile, the detective gave Samuel a warm smile, before motioning towards the Mayors body. Such a fine fellow he hadnt been in this village for that longjust moved in a year before you two came along, in fact. But a nice man and a good mayor he noted, peering closer. A shot to the back of his head must have been far in range or something had obscured the bullet, as there isnt a lot of blood letting, so the bullet must not have shot all the way through. a gloved hand, motioned towards the back of Theodores head.
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Samuel was confused. This was definitely different than he had expected of farm life, especially just after a few days. He could understand the planting of crops and getting a dog, but this was such a small town! Why would someone want to murder the mayor!? He looked at the detective with a bit of confusion, wondering how the man had responded so quickly to the shots. And where all the other people had come from. Did this town even have a police force this big?
Samuel moved closer to Ian and smiled a little, "Errr, well, we will be going then. Sorry if we disturbed anything, we were just curious, detective." He grinned a little nervously and decided that he wanted out of here, fast. As fast as his adorable hobbling could take him and his boyfriend.
"C-come on Ian." Samuel took Ian and hobbled out of the mayor's house and looked at the assembled people. Well, this sucked. Everyone of these people could have murdered the mayor. Samuel knew he hadn't done it and he knew Ian had been too conked out of his mind because of their sexual travails to have murdered anyway. He had even been awoken once by the post-coital snoring.
"I-I'm worried about Lucky, we should get back to the farm." The fact that they had just seen a dead body was finally catching up to Samuel. Much more likely was that they were surrounded by people who could be the murderer. He would answer questions if they were posed to him but otherwise just wanted to get back home and back to a normal life.
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The brunette was slightly gaping at the crime scene that was unfolding. In truth, he hadnt expected that there were these many police officers, but with their outfits and style of presenting themselves, they appeared a bit more uptight than the villagers. City officers, perhaps, but that made him question how they were able to one, get there so fast, and two, found out about a small village murder that fast.
He had no time to truly question them though, before Samuel hooked arms and nearly dragged him out. The fact that there had been a murder and he had been merefeetaway from the dead body, made him rather numb to the idea. Ian swallowed hard as they were outside once more, the chilly morning air nipping at his flesh. The crops could wait for the day, as he was sure they would survive without a day of intense focus. Um we-we should. he agreed, following his lover back to their house.
Lucky had been scratching and barking the entire time, not liking the fact that he was locked in the bathroom and had no way of knowing how his owners were doing. The dog barked louder each time, slightly frightening Ian as he opened the door. Crap he muttered, waiting for Samuel to come in before closing the door. The dog must have clawed at the wooden door, as he could already hear the pawing at the weakened wood.
Are you all right? I mean shit, who could have killed him?! he called out in a slight panic, mind whirling with a touch of fright. SurelySamuelcouldnt have done it! But unlike his lover, Ian couldnt recall what the other male did for the entire night after he had passed out. Unconsciously, he couldnt help but stare at Samuel with wide eyes.
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Samuel sat and started playing with Lucky a little bit, entertaining the dog with some rubs and kind words, "I don't know who would have done it. We couldn't have, Lucky couldn't have..." He sighed and rubbed his head. This entire thing was just too odd for him. He had not expected a death in the little town, definitely not so soon after they moved in.
"Maybe...maybe someone was mad at him or just didn't like what he was doing to them. Someone close to him? Or someone he might have been taking their farmland from? I...I don't know. I never even MET the man, did you?" He looked rather concerned about all of this. He had thought farm life would be simple and mundane, not like some sort of cheesy murder mystery.
He gave a little start, rather confused that he had made that connection. He looked up at Ian and waved him closer, hugging the pale farmer when he came within reach. Samuel had never really thought much of humans until he had met this one. He didn't like the idea of ANYONE killing off humans in this small town because that meant sooner or later they would run out of victims and all that would be left was his darling Ian and maybe even himself as he looked human.
"Do you want to try and find out who did this? I could help you. I really do not want anyone out here killing people. I worry for you." He rested a hand on Ian's cheek and looked at his eyes, smiling a little, "It is a bit early but I want our relationship to last, not be ended at the barrel of a gun." He stroked Lucky, trying to keep the dog calm.
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For a brief moment, he felt like he was being petted as Lucky was being petted. Ian knew he wasnt someones pet, but at the same time, it felt as if he would wag his tail like an excited puppy if he had one. Shaking his head slightly to clear it, he rolled his shoulders in a shrug and peeked towards their door, as if someone would come barging in. I dont know, Samuel murders are usually left in the hands of the police. I dont even know what we can do but snoop around and while that was progress, he was sure that if they ran into the wrong person at the wrong time, a bullet to the face was the last thing theyd be worried about. Or rather, the firstthis whole business was making his logic fail.
Lucky barked a few times, like he was agreeing with Samuel, and bounced around the room and sniffed the ground. The brunette was reminded of the childrens cartoon of the detective dog; Scooby-Doo. It made him chuckle a bit, standing up straighter to pat Samuels shoulder and moved towards the kitchen. The reason he had moved away from Samuel in the first place wasnt because of the distraction or the murder though, but rather, because he had begun to blush at the statement the other male freely made. His masculinity took a shot as he unconsciously blushed, feeling excited and awkward at the thought that another man wanted to work with this relationship more than a few nights of hot sex.
To busy himself and keep his composure cool and collected, he pulled out one of the fish they had caught before and began to clean it. Fish for dinner wasnt that surprising though, since it was going to be their staple for quite some time until they earned more money and the crops grew. I worry for you too, Samuel. And if we pursue this, what if we get in trouble? The police might not like us snooping, and even worse, while the barrel of the gun might aim at me, Im sure the weaker one of us will be shot first. the brunette hadnt meant to be blunt or rude, but from the other sides point of view, Ian would have to admit the truth. The murderer, if caught, would want to shoot and kill the easier one of the two first before giving chase to the other oneSamuel was still injured.
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Samuel sighed and nodded, "You are right. Which means we can't go out looking around until tomorrow. Besides, people would probably be curious as we were the ones who discovered the body. It would be suspicious of us to go wandering about the town looking for clues, the police might think we were trying to cover things up. So, until I can run let's just do normal things on the farm and walk Lucky and do all sorts of stuff. Then tonight I can hold you and promise everything is all right."
He looked up at Ian and smiled a little. He was feeling rambunctious and like he wanted to run about and exert his energy. He also wanted to hug Ian tight and never let him go and make sure no one could ever hurt him and if they did he'd hunt them down and break their souls into little itty bitty pieces and spit on them. He just couldn't stand the idea of Ian being hurt.
He stood up and hobbled over to Ian and wrapped his arms around him, "Come on, let's go water those crops of yours." He smiled and gripped on tight as he helped Ian head towards the door, "Lucky, come boy, I'll play fetch with you and teach you all sorts of other puppy games!" He smiled as the dog barked and ran about in circles in his excitement.
Samuel went outside with Ian and located a stick. He made sure he stayed close to his lover as the man watered his plants and otherwise worked about his farm. He was not trustful of Ian going off on his own, some killer animal might come out of the woods or even some deranged killer.
That was when he saw the deadly beast. Samuel gasped and then yelled for Ian, "IAN, LOOK OUT!" He pointed just in time for a poor lost sheep to walk up and nuzzle Ian's pants and baa.
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Wrapping the foil around the fish, he moved to wash his hands in the skin before he felt a pair of strong arms around him. It was an awkward fit in his mind, as they werent that much different in size. If one of them had been female, the mold would have worked out better, a smaller body of curves pressing up against muscle and a broad chest. However, something about knowing that the other person holding him was perhaps as strong as he was, made him unconsciously lean back. Not that he needed support.
Hm yeah, I suppose. This needs to marinade for a bit before we bake it anyways. he informed, placing the wrapped fish into the fridge before grabbing for his supplies. Throwing the backpack over his shoulders, he happily followed his lover outside and towards the crop field. While they were at the city center, Ian had asked for the river-side to be kept cleared, so that he could plant crops there. It had a rich soil bedding and was close to the river for convenience and natural slosh of nutrients. Luckily, no one minded, as the area was unused either way.
So while Samuel busied himself with playing with Lucky, the brunette found himself working away and tending to the crops. The dog was as excited as any puppy on their day out, running around and barking with joy. Whenever Samuel would even just wave the stick, Lucky would jerk with attentive excitement and jumped slightly in preparation to fetch it if thrown. Despite his playful appearance, Lucky was a smart dog. Even still, while he was lost in his exhilaration, he spotted the beastly creature coming at Ian.
Beastly might not have been the best word though. Even still, he barked loudly, hoping to scare off whatever the large form of fluff was and protect his second master. However, it appeared that Luckys barking only scared the creature further, and it decided to seek protection from the form it was already heading towards.
Ian turned his heard sharply at Samuels cry, not exactly scared so much as surprised that his lover was shouting. It was then that he felt something butt against ass and the bleated sound joined Luckys barking. Instantly, he turned around and gave out what sounded like an unmanly squeal, but he would deny all claims it was anything but a masculine cry of surprise. In sync, the creature also gave a BAAAAA! in response to all the noise. It butting further between the farmers legs for protection, causing Ian to nearly bend in half to avoid it crushing his bits. Ah! Oh god, wha- damn it Samuel, its just a sheep. he sighed, once he was able to get a good look at the creature nuzzling against him.
Slightly wrapping his arms around the sheeps head and petting it at the same time, he wondered where it came from. Glancing up at the dark haired male, he just smirked and motioned for Samuel to come take a look at the danger. Come on, you afraid of a little white ball of unprocessed cotton? Ian teased, wiggling as the sheep nuzzled against him and slightly tickled him. I wonder where he came from hes rather cute, dont you think?
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Samuel watched the sheep viciously attack his lover and gave a look of horror as Ian gave a plaintive and girly shriek of what must have been some of the worst pain he had ever been in. Samuel was ready to run over when Ian seemed to stop being afraid and was more curious. Then he heard the explanation of that it was a "sheep" and thus not dangerous made Samuel rest. Of course, a sheep. He hadn't been able to see it clearly but he knew that sheep were generally not all that dangerous.
He walked over slowly, his stick helping him as he watched Lucky, "Lucky, hush up!"
The dog whined a little but did quiet up a little, though he was still sniffing the adorable sheep. The sheep didn't seem to mind, probably having been used to dogs before. It was very obvious the sheep had been part of someone's flock before. Samuel walked over and looked up at Ian and gave an embarrassed smile, "I'm sorry, I didn't see it very clearly. I thought it might have been something dangerous. I'm really sorry."
He looked down and gave a manly laugh, "Yeah, the little thing is a bit cute. He is obviously tamed though, look at how well he reacts to us. And Lucky. We should probably place a few fliers up around town and see if anyone is missing a sheep from their flock. If we don't hear back from anyone I guess we could keep him." Samuel rubbed the sheep a little and watched the adorable thing graze on grass. The puffball of wool and cute was indeed very adorable. He did wish they could keep it and spoil it and shear it with those little "burrrrrrr" sounds.
Samuel was so busy talking about the sheep that he didn't even notice that his worries about what was going on around town had vanished. There was no more murder, there was no more danger towards Ian, there was just the two men fretting and admiring a lost sheep. It was an adorable catharsis for Samuel, something that numbed his feelings of pain. He looked up at Ian and gave a rather wry grin, "So, Ian, why did you scream like a little girl when the sheep cuddled you? Afraid of close contact?"
He gave a little laugh at that, his eyes full of loving mischief. He did love Ian even if he screamed like a girl.
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I did not! Ian instantly denied the accusation of him screaming like a girl. It was um a masculine cry of surprise. he concluded, stepping back to give his crotch and the sheeps face a bit of distance. The sheep bleated and took a step closer to him, nuzzling his hip with the strangely triangular head. Its ears twitched as Lucky pressed closer to sniff at the wool, almost as if there was something to eat beyond that.
Well therewassomething to eat, but the brunette figured that would be cruel to attempt to have lamb stew when the sheep willingly found its way towards them.
The farmer brushed at his own cheeks, making it seem like he needed to shake off the shock, but really just t hide his blush. Um, I still need to go do the watering do you think we should leave it here? Or maybe this sheep belongs to someone else he peeked here and there on the sheep, brushing against its thick fur to see if there was a branding mark. The sheep bleated as if confused, before charging at Samuel.
The livestock was only crotch high, so it wasnt a surprise that it nearly head-butted the black haired males nuts. However, unlike the snuggle and nuzzle that the sheep had given Ian, it seemed to be hungry this time around.
It attempted tobite.
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Samuel reacted with super kung fu reflexes and grabbed the sheep's collar, turning the beast away from his lover's groin. He snickered at everything Ian said and nodded, "Sure thing dear. Masculine cry of surprise. How could I have gotten it so wrong? It must have been the wind and the air pressure." He rubbed the sheep who looked rather indignant that it was not allowed it's groin hideaway.
"I will take the sheep here to the house with Lucky, you water your plants, okay?" He whistled to Lucky and began to hobble away with the sheep and a very excited dog. He'd check the sheepling for marks and signs of ownership and to see if it was at least a well rounded, unhurt sheep. The thing seemed a bit scared, it probably was unused to being away from it's flock for such a long time. The poor dear just needed comfort.
Samuel found some rope and made a makeshift harness for the sheep, dragging a chair out to sit beside the puffy white animal as it chewed on grass and was sniffed by a dog. Samuel checked and found no blemishes upon the sheep and it didn't seem malnourished. Perhaps there was just some wild flock that had been left unattended by some city folk turned farmer who had gotten them before deciding farming was just too much and ended up abandoning them for their town houses and suburbs. The little guy could have been separated. That and it'd solve the problem of why the sheep was so docile and unmarked. A city farmer might not know to brand.
"Poor little sheep. Don't worry. Ian and I will watch out for you. We will allow you to eat the grass on the farm and Lucky shall keep your stupidity from hurting you and will protect you from foxes. And we may even get a chicken that ends up nesting in your wool! That would be adorable, you could be a mobile nest!" He chuckled and rubbed the sheep while the glassy eyed animal ignored him for grass. It didn't need his attention now that it was being rubbed.
Lucky had taken enough time sniffing the sheep and was now running about, being a puppy. He would be good at herding the sheep, at least if trained. Samuel began to think of his theory of there being a whole herd of released sheep and wondered if Lucky could indeed sniff them out. They'd need a fence if they found a whole group of sheep, but, hey, a fence would pay for itself if it contained free sheep.
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Ian went to water the crops, half wondering if Samuel even knew how to tend to livestock and half fearing that they were going to have lamb stew for dinner or something. He trusted that his lover wasnt that mean to stray animals though, so he continued to water the crops at an even pace. The vegetables were starting to show leaves, which was a good thing. They were all green and vibrant little sprouts, which meant that he was taking care of them correctly. Perhaps once Samuel was completely stable on his legs, they would attempt to go into the mines to find some limestone to create fertilizer.
After a moment or two, he figured tending to them was enough, and began to head back towards the house. With the things packed, he chatted with a few people on the way back. They didnt seem to be all too talkative about other things other than the murder, but that wasnt something he could change. The detectives were still working on combing the area for clues, but it seemed like the villagers all had their suspicions and clues. The few he spoke to talked about how the new major, while he had been a likeable person, did have a few brunt bridges here and there.
With the strange information lingering in his mind, he reached home and saw that Samuel was still outside, petting the sheep. His lover looked a bit lost in thought, which made him chuckle at the cute image. Keeping him company? Ian asked as soon as he was in hearing range. Stepping up beside Samuel, he reached out and gave the sheep a gentle pat on the head as well, but careful to not disturb him from grazing on the grass that was part of the public property.
Did you name him? We still dont have a place for him but I guess we can make a temporary fence for now and start building a small barn for him. Im not sure we can afford that do what do you think? he asked, reaching out a hand to pet Samuels head as well, playfully as if he was petting two of his pets rather than a sheep and his boyfriend.
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"Name? No, I didn't think of a name. I don't think I'd do well. I'd probably name him "Sheepy" or something. Then the rest of the herd like "Sheepster, Sheeplin, Sheepmeister" or other sheep related names. Maybe just "Sheepy one through fifteen or whatever." He chuckled, petting the adorable little sheep that was still grazing his heart out.
The idea of building a small fence did appeal to Samuel. They could keep a sheep! "Yes, let's build a fence! I should be able to help by the time we get the wood and we could have it finished before the night comes!" Samuel was ecstatic, having almost forgotten the murder that had gone on in the morning. He stood up and took Ian's hand before turning to Lucky, "Lucky, stay here and guard Sheepy. He can't protect himself and he is now your animal brother."
Lucky didn't seem to want to stay, but, surprisingly enough, he seemed to understand that he was not to go and to guard the wayward sheep. He seemed to be a very intelligent dog or maybe he had been trained before they had gotten him. Samuel was pleased with their energetic, rambunctious puppy.
Samuel grinned at Ian as they headed out, "Just don't squeal like a girl if the prices are too much, okay?" He wasn't going to let Ian live that girly, girly scream down at all. It had been adorable but since Ian had said he didn't scream that way it must mean he was hiding something. Or at least trying to save face in some super masculine way. "So, where do we buy wood?"
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Ian glanced at Samuel once to glare at the other male, before checking that Lucky was indeed going to stay with the sheep. Lets name him Wooly. it wasnt much different than calling him Sheepy, but at least it wasnt the sheep variation that the dark haired male was going to go off on. Naming them after numbers with the same first name? That was going to get confusing quiet soon and he wasnt sure he wanted to record that.
Because they needed to start recording things to keep track of them; he had an absent mind if he didnt. The brunette refused to answer to the girly squealing comment at first, as he wasnt going to get pulled into that. But the smug look on his lovers face was annoying him and he caved. Dont squeal whenyouhave to pay for the fence! he half snapped, half pouted.
Realizing what he was doing, he shook his head and tried to grow up a few years rather than reverse to being five. Maybe we can find some? We have an axe in the tool box at home, so maybe we can make them. he suggested, motioning towards a few thick branches on the ground around them and towards the old forest that no one entered to the side. The Mayor, before he died and all, had said that as a farmer, he could do many things with the land so long as it benefitted the villagers. Clearing out the dead forest and planting new trees later would be a good deed, no?
then again, it would mean entering the forest to do so. Er not sure if we should try to forest though. Maybe the killer is in there probably something on the lines of the chainsaw massacre. At that, he slowed down his steps and grabbed onto Samuels arm as if to stop him from progressing towards danger.
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Samuel laughed when Ian spoke about paying for the fence, "Ian, I will happily help you with the fence. I feel that I need to support this farm just as much as you. Especially since I am going to be staying now." He looked at the forest when Ian spoke about picking up wood for a fence and his eyes lit up, "That is a great idea! I have a good amount of practice getting wood to look presentable and to shape it. I could easily build a fence if you got the wood."
He felt great until he started running what he said through his head, "Well, maybe not EASILY, but I could build a fence. A small one in a few days, it just won't be very stable." He nodded and thought about what he could do, "It would survive sheep, just perhaps not very big winds and a flood would completely annihilate it. It will work, just letting you know it won't be anything close to perfect. But it will be very, very free." With their current expenses, that was the best price range they could truly afford.
Samuel moved forward and found that his ankle was no longer bothering him. He checked it out a little bit and then stood on both feet with all his weight. Now this was great! "Oh stop worrying, Ian. Come on and let's go to the forest." He took the mans hand and walked in, dragging him along if need be. There could be a chainsaw murderer in the forest, of course, but it was much more likely they'd find a bunny or some deer.
Samuel decided venturing deep wasn't required. They only had one sheep at the moment and the herd, if there was one, couldn't be too big. This was such a farming community after all. He stood by a knocked over dead tree and pointed at it. "How about this one? You cut it all up and I'll haul the stuff back home for us. Then later today I can get started on making it fence worthy and later tomorrow start working on the fence."
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The brunette half clung and half tugged against Samuels arm. The other male seemed determined to get them killed and Ian was just not in the mood to meet Jason, thank you very much.
But it just didnt seem to matter, because while Ian thought himself to be a rather strong guy, Samuel proved else wise. His lover seemed to possess a strength that he had yet to encounter in all the random club fights hes been in, in the city. Samuel easily dragged him along towards the suspicious woods THAT BUNNY IS MURDEROUS! Why, the black haired male should have just thrown Ian over his shoulders and hauled him away; thats how simple it seemed.
Well, okay, so he was exaggerating it. It was more like a drag against force that dug his heels into the earth and pulled up soil. But in the end, resistance was futile, because they were at the edge of the forest either way. Well, I mean, I know that you probably havesomeskills that youve gained over your life time. But still, this could be dangerous, Samuel. This isnt the movies were not going to find some pot of gold at the end of this rainbow. he attempted to explain, but found what his boyfriend was saying seemed plausible.
Theydidneed to make a fence for Woolie if they were to keep him though. Of course, him was assuming that Woolie is a male neither of them had checked. Not like they were going to tell the sheep to spread em for them to search the groin.
Once they stopped in front of a nearby tree, he stared up and down the trunk. Ian was so absorbed with the tree that he hadnt even realized that Samuel was all but healed. Suspiciously in a fast time period. Almost inhuman
Best not to tell that to his boyfriend, because isnt that just a mood killer?
Oh, Samuel, I think youre a freak of nature!
Well, Ian. Fuck you. And not literally.
And there went fucking in the barn. . .
Sad really.
Right. he stated out loud, giving a sharp nod of his head. It could have been agreeing to Samuel or confirming his thoughts, but either way, he pulled his axe out of his bag. With a wide swing that could have decapitated them both, he slammed the axe against the trunk and began to hack at that thing like it owed him money.
So. Chop. How. Hack. Are. Chop. We. Hackhackhack. Going. Chopchop. To. Hackchop. Form. Chop. The. Hack! Fence?
And timber~
The tree came crashing down to the side, taking out probably a few wildlife homes with it.
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The doctor had said that Samuel would be better around today. The fact that Ian seemed to believe that meant his lover was some super powered mutant from Marvel was not Samuel's fault. Of course, it did completely go over his head that Ian might be having any odd thoughts about him.
He was also lucky that rains had made the ground rather muddy and Ian's reluctance less of a hindrance. The farmer almost glided through the mud, furrowed tracks following their passage and eroding the tracks Samuel made with the two lines. It would be easy to track them still, if only by the gouges left by reluctant white farmer boy, but it was an easy drag at least.
Samuel listened and nodded after the tree fell, "I have some tools. As I said, it will take me some time, but I will most likely be able to make it in a few days. Hmmm, now, to get this tree back." He tried to move it and found that that was not going to be possible. At least not in it's current incarnation as one huge bundle of wood. He looked at Ian and pointed at the tree, "Cut it lengthwise, just smaller pieces. I can drag those to the farm and come back for more and then once you finish we can work together and get all of this done."
He smiled, noticing the small amount of sweat on Ian. He figured he would end up sweaty as well, so very sweaty. He allowed himself a pleasant day dream as he watched Ian walk about to hack the tree up more, his mind wistfully unaware of any type of death or doom that might befall them. In fact, his mind was filled with a soaped up Ian blushing and covering his penis while Samuel coaxed him to relax and allow him to finger the poor, ashamed farmer. Samuel smiled and blushed a tiny bit, his body getting the signs of being worked up.
Then a little bunny hopped around where they were. Samuel snapped out of his reverie and turned to look at the rabbit, "Oh, hello there little fellow. Don't mind us, just taking a dead tree."
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Following instructions, Ian moved over towards the fallen trunk and began to hack at it lengthwise. The snap of wood crackled along the somewhat silent forest, making it sound louder than it should. Sweat built up along his body, soaking into his tee-shirt in perhaps the most unappealing away. Ian hoped he didnt stink, because wouldnt that just be great? But as far as he could tell, there was no repugnant odor that would make Samuel run for the hills and hack out his lungs.
Days? Do you think Woolie would be safe until then? he wondered aloud, taking another harsh swing at the lumber. The brunette was blissfully unaware of his lover thinking about taking advantage of him, because if he knew, hed get worked up as well.
While he worked away though, it seemed that another life form was in the mood to make contact with Samuel. The little bunny twitched its nose and gave the two a curious stare. To anyone that crossed its path, the rabbit could have given any look and they wouldnt know the difference. But to the rabbit, it was giving a rather pissed look. The motherfuckers were taking out its home, after all.
Samuel, are you talking to your prick? Ian paused in his work to tease his boyfriend. Glancing over to the black haired male, he spotted the little rabbit as well and raised an eyebrow. It was so cute, he wanted to grab it and cuddle it and Want rabbit stew for dinner? have it for dinner. Placing the axe down, he walked closer towards the bunny, not truly having an evil intention. The creature hopped back a step or two; still glaring at them. If it could, it probably would have been giving them the finger. Instead, the bunny glared at Samuel, almost as if to scold him.
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"Well, rabbit stew doesn't sound TOO bad. I do feel kind of bad for the bunny except he seems to be giving us the stink eye." Samuel gazed at the little black rabbit and shrugged. "He doesn't look like the cute, cuddly type of bunny. More like the vengeful, garden destroying type. I bet he'd make great stew."
He started thinking of what to do with Woolie during the nights. He might get cold and lonely out there with no one to stay with him. Perhaps they could camp out next to the sheep while the fence was being built. Did Ian have a tent? Well, they could get one. Samuel could probably wheedle one out of those girls who seemed to find him so wonderfully attractive if everything else failed. Unless they were too distraught from the murder. Perhaps asking for a tent would be seen as some type of admittance of guilt.
Samuel watched as Ian stalked the rabbit as stealthily as he could. Which, to say, was not very. Still, to see the sweat covered man run about was a nice diversion. Samuel still had to think of his ankle. It could get so hurt, so he had to watch as Ian ran back and forth with an axe and a very determined bunny. Samuel thought that rabbit would make a great diversion from all the fish they had been eating and decided to call up a little favor from those damnable fae who helped his mother and trip up the rabbit.
He closed his eyes as he saw the axe going down. Well, they were having stew. "Finish up with this piece of wood and I'll take the rabbit and wood back to the house. I'll also clean the bunny up for us to have tonight."
When the wood was cleaved off enough to be properly transportable Samuel placed the bunny on top of it and began the trip back to the farm. When he got close he heard an excited bark and sighed, "Lucky, stay with Woolie." The dog, of course, did not know who this "Woolie" was, as he was guarding Sheepy the First. The dog bounded up to Samuel and hopped around until he sniffed the dead rabbit.
"LUCKY, NO. THAT IS NOT FOR YOU NOW. GO TO THE SHEEP!" Samuel screamed, his eyes glaring at the dog.
Lucky whined and headed back over to the sheep, looking completely horrible and sad. He had meant to be a good dog but that bunny smelled so good. Samuel sighed and placed the wood down and picked up the rabbit, "Lucky, the sheep is named Woolie now. I have to go clean this rabbit. That means it should be safe for a while, why not go and check on Ian?"
The dog barked and rushed off, following the scent of girly screams and fear to find Ian and get all those wonderful pets he deserved.
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For the next few minutes, Ian spent trying to chase the bunny for dinner. He was already sweaty, so it didnt matter that he was sweating even more. The run wasnt as long as it could have been, but he eventually trapped the rabbit in a small corner of bushes, and swung his axe when the bunny tripped. It was obviously not PG-13 for kiddies eyes, but it was dinner.
Once the rabbit was well bled out, he poked at it a few times to make sure, and then handed Samuel some rope. All right, all right he agreed, giving Samuel a playful look. Dictator. he teased, before going back to work. Once the other male was completely out of the woods with the ankle, he was going to make the other male work like no tomorrow. In fact, hed leave the stone breaking to Samuel. Theyd need stone pieces when they would go to the carpenters to build their additional buildings, after all.
The wood splinters littered the forest floor, more piling on top of each other as Ian hacked the wood up into transportable pieces. After the entire trunk was done, which took hours he needed to work out more and get more practice at this they were set to tie the pieces together to drag home. Hauling as much as he could over his shoulders and some just tied with the rope, they both began to trek back with the first round of wood. Perhaps later he would try to get more, if need be.
The fact that Samuel was a bit faster than him made him puff indignantly, but then again, he had most of the wood to drag. So when he got there, he only heard a scream at Lucky and before long, the dog was racing towards him. Lucky? he called out, leaning down to wrap his arms around the pup and pet him. Aw, did Samuel yell at you? I bet hes just a bastard, isnt he? Well, you can bite his bitch ass whenever you want then. the brunette teased, nuzzling Luckys head and patting the dogs back before sending it off.
Lucky barked happily at the permission it seemed, and by the time it was circling around Woolies area, it was giving Samuel a strange look.
Im going to drag these into the wood shed and then go take a quick rinse. We should get started on making the fence after lunch. he stated, waving towards the dead rabbit in Samuels possession as a hint for him to do something about that. The rabbit was for dinner, but he still hadnt started to flame cook the fish that he had prepared for lunch. Hell let Samuel handle the meal while he went to take a nice warm bath.
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Samuel found it rather odd that Ian could chop up so much wood so quickly. And that he was coming back with what seemed like just a little bit of the rest of the wood. He'd have to punish Ian for that. Samuel started to think how he could do this as he skinned the bunny, tossing the black fur over next to the sink so he could make something out of it later. Perhaps bunny socks. Or bunny mittens.
The rest of the rabbit was quickly cut into. Samuel whistled for Lucky and gave the dog all the parts of the rabbit that he wasn't going to be making food out of. The dog was quite pleased and figured that rabbits made for great hunting seeing as he got fed as well. Samuel then began to cut at the rabbit and release meat from the bones. His hands were soaked in blood and other less savory things when Ian came out. He turned and sighed, looking at the squeaky clean man, "You could have waited you know. I doubt any big, bad killers are in that forest."
He ripped out another bit of bone and soon had the entire skeleton right next to him. He tossed the bones into the trash and began to wash his hands, "Wash the meat off and start a stew. I'm going back for the rest of the wood. You should have lunch ready by the time I get back. Or, at least by the time I am done."
It would probably be a pretty poor stew by normal standards. They didn't have much to go in with it. But it would be food and both men needed food.
Samuel trekked off to the woods, rope trailing behind him. He whistled for Lucky as well as the dog would be great company. It took about an hour and a half but Samuel got the rest of the wood back to the farm. His ankle was a bit sore so he figured that he would stave off hard work, making Ian do any heavy lifting or intense manly activities. Perhaps he might even drop something on his foot and scream like a scared school child again.
Samuel walked into the house, his shirt plastered to his dark skin. The white shirt had given way to translucence and allowed Ian to see his hard nipples and delicious muscles underneath. His pants weren't nearly as clingy but they held the figure quite well. It was more than likely that his underwear was also just as see through as his shirt, if Ian wished to imagine that sight.
"Okay. All the wood is home. Now...give me a glass of water and some stew and I'll be fine."
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It was true Ian got lazy and only finished up part of it. Hed go back tomorrow to get the rest, he promised! But it still didnt explain today, so he decided to act as if the wood he had with him was it. Sadly, it seemed that before he was able to escape into the bathroom, he was caught red handed and old to prepare the dinner while Samuel went to get the rest of the wood. Fine but if you get massacred, then dont come haunting me he mumbled, placing the wood into a cornered pile to make sure it didnt dirty anything else.
Moving back towards the sink, he washed his hands and began to work on the stew. Itd take quite some time to stew into a delicious soup with tender, juicy meat. So theyd have the fish for lunch and then the stew should be ready by dinner. Ian washed the meat thoroughly and filled a pot with water. The stove was turned on low and he threw in a few vegetables that he had bought when he first came to the village. Soon, theyd have their own vegetables once the crops got going.
Samuel came back a few times to transport wood, but on the final time, Ian peeked over and liked what he saw. Firm muscles and nipples that just begged to be played with. The slip of the pants drew his eyes down the v of the other males crotch, making him wish the pants were tighter so that it would frame certain anatomies.
Um I see that youre still alive. he attempted sarcasm, but it was lost as he was too distracted by the delicious sight before him. They both needed a bath now, so it was no time for dirty thoughts. Figuratively speaking.
A bit irked at being ordered around, he grabbed for a cup, filled it with water, and almost shoved it into the other males hands. Show off. Couldnt just wait for us to do it together tomorrow, could you? And no stew yet well be having fish for lunch. Stew wont be ready until much later. the brunette informed, flicking his boyfriends forehead in the process. Hows your ankle? It just healed enough for you to walk without the crutch, so dont strain it. I cant afford to house two dogs freely, now can I? he teased, giving a glance between Lucky and Samuel, before heading towards the bathroom for a bath with a small smirk at his own joke.
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No rabbit stew for lunch? But rabbit stew was so good! Samuel gave a little squeak when his head was flipped but drank the water down quickly. Then bathing was mentioned, "Lucky, go on out and watch Woolie and make sure he is okay."
Lucky barked and went outside to play with his wonderful new friend. The sheep, for his part, was leaning against the house asleep. It had been a hard day of eating grass and being covered in wool. The process of being adorable had also worn down the poor sheep who needed his beauty sleep. Lucky looked at the sheep and nuzzled it, trying to get some reaction out of the sleeping sheep. None was forthcoming.
Samuel placed the cup down and figured that saving water was what was truly important and followed Ian into the bathroom, "Hold up, I guess I should apologize for just ordering you about. But I am not about to become some invalid, I promise. I'll keep my leg in tip top shape. And my ankle will be fine." He took off his shirt, the sound of wet cloth leaving flesh making a peculiar sound and the shirt thwapping to the ground with a slick "schlump" sound.
Samuel stretched out and looked at the pale man before him. Perhaps he would be a bit more tan if he happened to work out from under the tree canopies. Samuel stepped closer and began to rub Ian's shoulders, "You could have told me if you were going to be lonely. I could have left the rabbit cleaning for later and stayed with you in the forest as you chopped up the tree. I didn't mean to make you feel abandoned."
Samuel stole a kiss from his adorable city-boy farmer and began to unbutton his pants, revealing the see through underwear he was wearing. He pulled the undies off with a sound much like what had come from his shirt and dropped them on the floor, testing the water before slipping into it, "So, no hard feelings, handsome?"
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As soon as the bathroom door closed shut, Ian realized that he was not alone. Not in the duh, Samuel is still in the house kind of alone, but rather, it seemed that he was not going to be the only one taking a bath. A shower might be easier, but they had yet to install the showerhead. With the water bubbling up to fill the medium tub, the brunette stood awkwardly in place as he watched the black haired male strip in front of him.
Uh it took him a moment to realize what the black haired male was talking about, and it took another moment for his brain to catch up and give a response. Sure that was smooth.
Turning his eyes away as soon as Samuel was submerged into the water, he began to strip as fast as he could so that he wasnt putting on a show like the other male had. That is to say, that Samuel was doing such a thing. Highly likely, Ian was just daydreaming and drooling over the others body. Not that he did that on a regular basis but it wasnt wrong to appreciate ones boyfriends form.
Once nude, he slipped into the tub carefully and adjusted so that they were both able to sit comfortably. Lean muscles rippled with his movement, as he reached over and grabbed for the sponge to wash himself with. Vanilla scented soap wafted into the bathroom air as he began to lather himself up, suds forming where the sponge brushed. Need help washing? he asked conversationally, trying to ignore the strange sensation of bathing with someone.
Sure theyve seen one another naked and they had been up close and personal with one anothers private areas but with no sexual undertones, it was almosttoonormal of an activity that they were doing together. So best to just keep it as normal feeling as he could, he supposed.
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Samuel watched Ian undress with a devious glee. The skin was turning darker, he could see it. The man also was a bit embarrassed, either from his own body or from watching Samuel's planned stripping. It would work to his advantage either way. He searched every little inch when Ian bent over to get his underwear off. Then as soon as he turned around Samuel's face was just as innocent as it had ever been.
He washed a little bit as Ian got in, just about to open his mouth when Ian began to speak to him, "Yes, thank you Ian, some help would be wonderful. I think I may have gotten some splinters in my back. Could you check?" Of course there were no splinters. Samuel would give little grunts of approval when Ian touched him, his body melting into those hands, no matter how clumsy they were. It was just something about being touched by Ian that made Samuel feel like putty under his hands. At this stage he was more likely to come out like a child's project than a masterpiece with Ian so he didn't relax completely.
"Could you wash my back too, Ian?" He asked it innocuously, his tone showing no hint of any ulterior motive. He leaned into Ian after a bit, turning to steal a kiss from the pale farmer's cheek, "Sorry, couldn't resist. You are just so handsome, Ian. Plus how you touch me has also gotten me a bit riled up, my gorgeous guy." He ran a hand over Ian's cheek and hoped this worked.
Samuel wasn't a master seducer by any means. He could probably get away grifting a few people here and there, maybe even make a decent living out of it, but nothing special. Ian was easily pliable, at least Samuel thought. Or hoped. He gave a small prayer that it hadn't been the novelty of himself that made Ian like him so much. If so he wouldn't be able to get Ian to put out too much. Not that he was truly FORCING Ian, just reminding him that the option was available.
"Would you mind going a little lower, Ian? Please? I'd be ever so grateful."
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Mmhm Ian easily complied with the request, wetting the sponge with more soap and water, before pressing it against Samuels back. The other male was charming when he wanted to be and yet, in this little cabin-like house, Samuel was almost undeniable. Perhaps it was some charm that the other male didnt show others and that was enough to make a small spark of warmth grow inside the brunette.
So lost in his thoughts, that he was caught off guard when the black haired male requested him to go lower.
Now, its safe to say that Ian is a healthy male. Because as his eyes trailed lower, his cock twitched at the thought and sight of those round cheeks. The memory of just grabbing a hold of them and squeezing them was arousing. Sure, sure he mumbled, unconsciously scooting closer to the object of his affection. Was it the novelty of Samuel that attracted him? He couldnt say, as this was the first time he had allowed himself to entertain evenact upon desiring another male.
As he continued with his scrubbing, his hands smoothed over the top of the round bottom pressed against the bathtubs bottom. Just as he contemplated about how to justify running his fingers between the crack, a loud pop resounded.
LUCKY! a squeak of a voice cried out. Like watching something he couldnt stop in time, chocolate eyes followed a vibrant green orb fall from out of nowhere and headed straight towards Samuels head. The little note inside seemed to bounce vigorously, like it washappilyaiming for the black haired males head.
It was theBrushingnote.
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Samuel was awaiting his teasing and lustful advances from his Ian and the hot sex that was to follow. He could imagine the gentle eyes of Ian, almost doe-like in their innocence, shimmering as Samuel arranged for them to have bath sex. It was easy, too easy, but too fun to pass up.
Until the damn faerie cock-block.
"What?" Samuel looked in the direction of that damnable "LUCKY!" and got pelted in the face by an orb that let off a surprisingly melodic jingle as it hit Samuel. Samuel felt time slow down as the pain started. It was first just in between his eyes where the orb had hit, then it spread out as his nervous system reacted to the beating. His nose started leaking blood as Samuel felt the power of recoil, his head snapping back to spray the blood up and into the water.
It felt like ages before his vocal chords reacted, a painful scream ripping from his throat as his entire face began to throb at the painful hit. Samuel lifted his hands up quickly, launching a bar of soap he had been holding into the air. He pressed his hands to his face, the soapy one hitting his left eye. More pain. Samuel's cry went up a few octaves as the burning began and he forced his face forward, dunking it under the water.
Lucky, believing his name had been called, burst into the room and leapt into the tub with both men, splashing up a fury. He also managed to bump Samuel's head with his paws, causing the poor man to inhale water in pain. Samuel shot up and started coughing, his face covered in blood and water, the bathtub full of a pink mist thanks to his nose. Lucky felt that this was horrible, especially when Samuel coughed up a lungful of water in his face.
Lucky began to scamper, flying out of the bath with a yipe and running about the house, throwing water everywhere.
It was at this moment that the soap fell down and smacked Ian on the top of the head before bouncing into the tub and landing right next to the floating orb.
Samuel's thoughts of lust were lost as he kept coughing up water, snot, and blood while his face felt like it was being abused by a million bees. Later, he would think of throttling faeries. Lots and lots of them.
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Samuel! the brunette cried out in surprise. He really didnt know why he was surprised the orb was headed directly for the other male after all. It wasnt even a shock to see the other male look up at the sound, since that was placed off as instincts. But he was a bit surprised to see his lover spew blood and then nearly stab out one eye in his haste.
Ian reached out to help the black haired male, only to have their dog jump into the bathroom and nearly drown them both. Bad Lucky! Out,out! he cried, nearly shoving the mutt out of the bathtub. Lesson learned indeed. They needed to lock the bathroom door more often.
Once Lucky was out of the bathroom and probably causing more chaos in the house, Ian reached out to aid his lover. However, just as he had a hand on Samuels shoulder to stable the other male, the bar of soap from before came hurdling down and smacked hard against his head. ACK! Oh, youve got to be kidding me he growled, picking up both orb and soap. The soap was placed in the soap holder as much as he wanted to throw it across the room and he observed the orb in his hand.
The thing glowed vibrantly and happily something that did not suit the mood of the occupants of the bathroom right then. Glancing up at his lover and seeing the blood that stained them, he twisted his lips in a sneer and a bit in disgust. Talk about killing the mood.Hisshow of affection had certainly wilted a horrible death. Are you all right? Here, tilt your head back a bit he placed the orb in Samuels hands and gently tilted the other males head back with his own hands. Fingers brushed through wet black strands to get it out of the others face. The injury didnt look too bad, but any amount of blood with water would make it look like a lot of blood.
Only once he was sure that Samuel wasnt going to bleed to death, did he pull the bathtubs plug. Maybe we should just take a quick rinse and get to lunch the fish should be ready any moment, and he really couldnt see how the mood could pick up again. Not after the sprites warm appearance.
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"Yuh...okay...dat sounds gud." Samuel found talking to be extremely nasal-y after being smacked in the face by an orb. He sniffed and immediately winced, coughing and dripping more thin blood. He took some soap and brushed it over his skin before gathering a small bathing bucket and filling it with the bloody bath water before dumping it over himself.
As Samuel got out of the bath he noticed he had no dry clothes any more. At least not in the bathroom. He picked up a slightly moist towel and rubbed himself, blowing his nose into it as he did so. He had figured out that breathing in through the mouth and out through the nose diluted the pain but he had also felt what was like a clot as he breathed out. He found a big red stain on the towel after he was done, his face contorting into a bit of a disgusted reaction as he noticed it.
He grabbed up his wet clothes and looked back at Ian, smiling as he hoped he still looked at least passably good, "I'm gonna go chek on Luky and duh outside." Ian could handle cooking as Samuel rummaged for dried clothes and got the dog dried off. Samuel had that much respect for his lover.
Out the door Samuel stopped and stared, his eyes wide. EVERYTHING was wet. And there was a happy dog in the middle of the room who was slightly moist as everything else dripped. Samuel gave a defeated little sigh and grabbed a different towel and got to drying off the house as best he could. He thought it was great that they had few things now as it meant much less to clean up. Still, it also had allowed the water to get everywhere.
"Luky, go outside and batch Boolie. And get dry." The dog looked confused at the oddly worded request and Samuel grumbled, scrubbing the floor with the dry towel, "Da sheep. Go batch da sheep."
Lucky understood this and bounded outside, leaving wet doggy foot prints as he did so.
Samuel muttered something indecipherable as he moved to get the wet doggy foot prints, his most recent breath causing a few drops of blood on the floor that he also picked up as he moved on.
Oh yeah, those faeries were going down.
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Theoretically, seeing his boyfriend in the buff should be arousing. However, when said boyfriend was blowing spit-wads of blood out, well that just took the edge off of things. Uh right. Ian muttered, half to Samuel and half to himself. Once he got dried and into his new clothes luckily he had prepared his clothes and Lucky hadnt drenched it on his way out the brunette migrated towards the kitchen to prepare the lunch.
The thought of being some kind of housewife for being the one to prepare the food passed through his mind. It didnt bother him that much though. Not when the black haired male was on his knees, scrubbing at the ground to clean up Luckys mess. Playing Cinderella? Does this mean Im the fairy godfather or prince charming? he teased, chuckling a bit as he moved to check on the fish. It seemed it would be done in a few minutes, so he began to set the tiny circular table with two of each silverware that he owned.
Sadly, on the way to the table with plates and cups in hand, a little jingle resounded in the air. LUCKY! a sprite cried out happily, which caused Ian to quickly look upwards to see if he needed to duck and cover. Which, in turn, meant that he wasnt looking down, where the vibrant green orb was rolling towards him. With his next step landing right on the musical note, he comically slipped on it with wide eyes.
FUCK! the brunette cried out in response, knowing that this was just going to hurt. Plates went flying upwards and the cups went shooting to the side. He was in the air for one moment, before slamming down on the unforgiving wooden floor in the next moment. With a resounding smack! his head whacked against the floor and stars were swimming in his vision. Ohh shit that hurt no, he wasnt whimpering in pain. Really.
The little sprite didnt leave right away this time though. It stared towards Samuel and gave the male a mixed stare. One was of a warning the Harvester was taking advantage of the farmer in their eyes and the other was of a reminder. The two had more than five orbs already, and every five orb could make an instrument they should go visit the Goddess Pond to create that one instrument. After all, five instruments created meant that the Goddess could be saved from her stony prison. With the message sent, the sprite happily smirked at the bloody nose that Samuel had, before popping out of existence.
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Samuel watched in horror as his boyfriend tripped on the orb. He reached out as if from his kneeling position he could have actually had reached Ian and caught him. He gave a gasp as he heard the harsh meeting of face and floor, his eyes closing so he wouldn't have to witness the impact.
His eyes opened enough to see that smarmy faerie fuck fluttering about and giving him the eye. He had sort of forgotten that five orbs made an instrument. Well, he had forgotten the importance. He was having much too much fun with Ian to consider that they did need to get the instruments ready. He had just wanted to help him build a fence and take care of Woolie, the sheep of awesome. And they had a dog to take care of. It wasn't like having just one instrument would end up saving his mother.
He got up, placing a bit of napkin from the table in his nose as he went over to Ian, "Ian, ar yoo alright?" He bent down, picking Ian up to look at his face. He gave a bit off a grimace as he realized he wasn't the only one with a nose bleed now. He helped Ian to a chair and patted some napkin on his face, wiping the blood off as carefully as he could. Samuel would feel like a tool if he also hurt Ian anymore.
"Ah'll go get sumb ice," Samuel said as he stood up since he didn't want Ian to think he was just walking away. He picked up their other washing towel and carried it to the freezer, packing some ice into it before tying it up. He maneuvered over to Ian as swiftly as he could and handed him the ice pack before kissing him on the forehead.
It was not the most pretty sight, two men who were bleeding from faerie inflicted orb wounds, but it was somewhat sweet. "Ah'm gunna clean up da rest ub da dog mess."
Samuel stood and went back to cleaning on his knees, hoping Ian would soon feel better. Tomorrow he'd have to take Ian and the orbs to that special spot. Otherwise the faeries might end up hurting Ian more. Samuel wasn't as much bothered by the faeries going for him as he was his lover. What with a killer on the loose he didn't need to worry about orb sponsored injuries.
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The brunette allowed himself to be pealed off the floor, all the while thinking that he just got served. By things that shouldnt really exist.
God, someone hated him up there.
Ahm all wight he murmured, nose twitching when it was dapped at. It wasnt so much in pain as it was just bruised, but luckily, he didnt think it was broken. Having carpet might be a better idea, but for now, they might as well make due with what they could. Thagnks. Ian sighed, taking the ice pack and pressed it gently to his nose. Just a busted blood vessel from the impact he should heal sooner than Samuel, considering that he had his face to cushion the rest of his impact, while the other male took a direct hit.
Talk about being K.Odhe mentally sighed, before picking up a tissue and blowing his nose into it. Once the clogging of blood seemed to clear a bit, he cleared his throat and titled his head towards the stove. Well, dinners ready and looks like were making progress on collecting these things he shook his head with a small smirk, before standing up and picking up the dropped items.
Just then, the door opened (it wasnt fully closed from when Lucky bounced out of the house) and the wet dog came bounding in once more. This time, it came in tow with Woolie.
Apparently, it had started to rain, and since they didnt have a barn, Lucky thought it was best to bring the sheep under any available roof namely, the house.
The animals trekked wet prints over the area Samuel had been trying to clean and dry.
Ugh, give us a break! Cant we just have a normal day and fuck? he groaned, before blushing at what he said out loud. Well, might as well start eating! the farmer quickly changed subjects, hoping that he hadnt voiced his earlier statement loud enough to draw Samuels attention.