It's Not Easy Being a Tree
I met Jeff’s father at dinner. The way Jeff talked about him, I always pictured a
large, tall man. Instead, he wasn’t much bigger than me. He weighed more, but he
was short. I instantly liked him. I could see where Jeff got his sense of humor.
Jeff said he managed the family grain elevators. His grandfather started the
business, and from what I could tell, they did very well. In addition, he also farmed
over 200 acres of corn. Jeff, I assumed, would probably inherit the farm one day.
We had never really discussed what he planned to do when we graduated. Looking
around the dinner table, though, it just seemed like the natural thing he’d do. He
fit, if you know what I mean. In a way I envied him. His future was already
decided for him.
Mr. Bench was a prankster. As I was eating, Jeff’s mother asked me a question.
When I looked over to answer her, his father placed a plastic bug on top of my
mashed potatoes. When I started to eat, I looked down and let out a shout.
Everyone at the table erupted into laughter as my face reddened.
“Joseph, honestly,” admonished Jeff’s mother. She looked at me and apologized.
“He does that to everyone.” She started smiling. “Although, I have to admit,
you’ve been his best victim so far.” Again, everyone started laughing. When I
looked over at Jeff, he was beaming proudly.
After dinner, I helped Jeff with his evening chores. We walked out to the barn and I
helped him feed the animals. “Dad likes you,” he said as we tossed corn around the
ground for the chickens to peck at.
“He’s cool,” I responded. I started laughing at the bug in my potatoes. My father
would never have thought doing something like that was funny.
As we continued the chores, I stopped and asked Jeff. “Is this going to be yours
He shrugged his shoulders. “Probably. Me and Dad have talked about it.”
“Does he know you’re gay?” Jeff looked at me thoughtfully for a few seconds
before walking over and sitting on a bale of hay.
He looked over sadly at me. “I’m not going to be gay.”
“What?” I couldn’t understand what he was saying.
“I’m not going to be gay,” he said again.
I gave him a puzzled look. “It’s not something you can just decide,” I said. “You
can’t just say you’re not going to be gay.”
“Okay.” He turned to me and curled his leg onto the hay in front of us. “What we
do,” he looked down at my crotch, “It’s fun. I really like doing it. I like doing it with
my cousin, too.”
“So you’re gay?”
“Maybe,” he said. “I don’t know since I’ve never had a girlfriend.”
I gave him a puzzled look. “You’ve lost me. You’re either gay or you’re not.”
“Not really,” he replied as he got up. He looked out over the farm. “This will
probably all be mine someday.” He turned to me. “The farm and the business. Dad
and Mom expect me to get married someday. I’ll pass it on to my son.” He looked
down sadly at me. “You know, keep it in the family.”
“But that’s not right,” I replied astonishingly. I couldn’t believe was going to live his
life as his family wanted him to live it without even considering how he felt.
“Sure it is,” he replied as he walked further out into the open and gazed around.
“This land belonged to my great grandfather. It then went to granddaddy, daddy,
and someday it will be mine. I’ll pass it on to my son. That’s the way it’s supposed
“But what about how you feel?”
He looked down. “I don’t expect you to understand. But, I’m okay with it. It’s just
the way things are. I like you, Woody. I like you a lot. What we do is fun.” He
turned and started to head back toward the barn.
I ran to catch up with him. “But?”
He stopped and looked down at me. “It can’t be anything more than just fun.” He
smiled gently at me. “I really like you, Woody.”
I followed behind him as he walked toward the house. In a way, I understood.
Looking around, I could understand why he felt he had to continue what his family
had established over the generations. If I was Jeff, I would probably feel the same
way. I still hadn’t decided if I would ever come out. Maybe I’d be like Jeff, too
afraid to admit I was gay. Maybe I will marry and have a family. Maybe I’ll live a
lie my entire life.
The mood was somber the rest of the night. We watched television with his family
for a while, and then went upstairs and played a few video games on his
computer. I had fun, but Jeff wasn’t his usual playful self.
Around midnight, he suggested that we should get ready for bed. I looked at his
double bed. “Where do you want me to sleep?”
“You can sleep with me, if you want,” he said, “or I can fix up the sofa downstairs.”
“Where do you want me to sleep?”
For the first time all evening, I saw a twinkle in his eye. He grinned broadly as he
looked down at the bed. “With me if you want.”
“Okay,” I giggled. “As long as you don’t rape me.”
He started laughing as he pulled his shirt over his head. “You can’t rape the
willing.” He then removed his shorts and underwear and crawled on top of the bed
naked. I hesitated a minute before removing my clothes and joining him. I had no
sooner laid down than he grabbed my cock and started sucking on it. A couple of
hours later, we fell asleep with his arm wrapped around my chest.
I learned one thing by spending the weekend with Jeff; I could never be a farmer. I
don’t like the hours. Jeff got me up around six. Six! On a weekend! We didn’t even
eat before we did his chores. He said we’d eat later with his family around eight.
I could hardly keep my eyes open as I trailed behind him as he prepared to milk
the cows. It got worse when his little brother came running up to me and asked if
I’d like to help him collect the eggs again. “Not really,” I moaned as I sat down on
a bale of hay in the barn and closed my eyes. He giggled and scurried away.
I opened them when I felt someone sit down beside me. It was Jeff. He poked me
in my side and asked, “Having fun?”
“Oh, yeah,” I responded sarcastically as I closed my eyes.
Jeff poked me again with his elbow. “Wanna go to the hay loft?” I looked over and
he wiggled his eyebrows.
I moaned, “Is that all you think about is sex?” He reached down and rubbed his
hand against my limp dick.
“I can do you here,” he giggled, “But Brad might come in and see me doing it.”
“Okay, I dare you,” I said challengingly, thinking he’d never take a chance on his
brother seeing us having sex. I jumped when he knelt down, pulled my cock out
and started sucking me.
“Stop!” I shrieked as I looked at the barn door to make sure no one had walked in.
“We’re going to get caught.”
Jeff looked up at me with his hand wrapped around my now enlarged cock. “You
told me too.” He leaned down and started sucking me again.
“Okay,” I stood and pulled up my shorts. He laughed when I headed toward the
ladder and started climbing up toward the loft.
I always thought I was too horny. I’d jack off sometimes three times a day if no
one was around. But Jeff, however, held the title for Horniest Teen Boy on Earth.
Before I spent the night with him, I’d never had sex with anyone. After being here
a day, we’d had sex three times and I’d cum about five times. After I came in his
mouth in the hayloft, I didn’t think I’d ever be able to have sex again. I was
drained. I only came a little the last time. In the hayloft, I sucked him off, and he
still jacked off as I licked his nipples.
“Are you always like this?” I asked as we lay naked in the hay.
“You know,” I looked down at his dick as it began to shrivel after he’d just finished
jacking off. “Horny all the time.”
“Aren’t you?” he laughed.
“I was,” I moaned as I took my limp dick, raised it and let it drop. “It’s dead,” I
“I bet I can bring it back to life.” He leaned down and sucked it into his mouth.
“No!” I screamed as I curled into a ball. “I can’t do it again.”
Just then I heard a whistle. I looked over at Jeff.
“That’s Mom,” he said. “Breakfast is ready.” He got up and started dressing. A few
minutes later we were climbing down from the hayloft. Before leaving the barn, he
grabbed my arm and stopped me.
“Are you having fun?” I nodded my head. “You don’t mind what we’ve been doing
I started laughing. “Hell, no,” I replied. I looked down at his crotch. “Do you feel
bad about it?”
He gave me a mischievous grin. “Hell, no!” he exclaimed. Then his expression
became more somber. “I just don’t want to feel like I’ve forced you into doing
something you didn’t want to do.”
I reached down and grabbed his cock and squeezed it. “You haven’t.” I then turned
and ran toward the house with Jeff chasing after me.
“Can I come live with you?” I asked Jeff’s mom as I took another mouthful of
blueberry pancakes. She looked at me and smiled. My mom is a good cook, but
Jeff’s mom is a great cook. I’d only eaten two meals, but they were probably two
of the best ones I had ever eaten.
Breakfast at my house is usually a bowl of cereal. When I sat down at the Bench
table for breakfast, there were five large plates in the middle of the table. One was
stacked with pancakes, another with bacon, another with sausage, another with
biscuits and the last one was a large plate containing scrambled eggs. I looked
around, wondering if we could possibly eat everything on the table. But with Jeff,
his father and mother, Brad and two little sisters, the food quickly disappeared. I
managed to grab the last biscuit before Jeff did.
When we finished eating, Jeff’s father asked us if we’d like to go with him to work.
I looked over at Jeff. He shrugged his shoulders. Fifteen minutes later, we were
sitting in the back of his father’s pick up truck as the cool wind blew in our faces.
I learned a lot about the business that Jeff would someday inherit. Touring the
grain elevators was interesting, but they were just big towers full of corn and other
grains. Mr. Bench seemed excited, though, in explaining to me how everything
operated. Jeff worked with some of the other men while his father gave me a tour.
I would glance occasionally at Jeff as he worked. He was really knowledgeable, and
the other workers treated him with a lot of respect. To them, he was a man, not
the teenage son of their boss.
“Well, what do you think?” Jeff had his arm over the truck bed as we headed back
toward his house about six hours later. The wind was blowing his hair to the side,
and he looked handsome as the sun beat on his masculine face.
I started to say, “I think I’m falling in love with you,” but I caught myself before
the words left my lips. “About what?”
“About the business?”
“It’s pretty cool,” I said. “Just think, all that will be yours someday.”
“Probably,” he smiled. “But not until I’m about fifty. Dad’s still pretty young.” I
looked into the cab at the back of his father’s head. He appeared to be about forty.
I guess Jeff was expecting him to live a long time.
When we returned, it was time for me to help Jeff with his evening chores. I
managed to talk him out of a trip to the hayloft by promising him I’d make it up to
him later that night. He readily agreed as we went about milking the cows. I was
starting to get used to the smell of a barn. I guess after sharing a room with Jon all
these years, I was accustomed to bad odors. The smell of manure isn’t much worse
than one of Jon’s farts when he stands in the middle of the bedroom and lets one
After another one of Mrs. Bench’s wonderful dinners, we headed upstairs to Jeff’s
bedroom. We had no sooner entered the room, when he grabbed me and tossed
me onto the bed.
“Hey,” I squealed as he tried to pull off my pants. I stopped when he reached
inside and wrapped his hand around my erect cock. He lay beside me as he
continued to gently massage me. I unzipped his jeans and crept my hand inside his
“Do you ever look at porn?” he asked as we lay staring into each other’s face. Mine
immediately started to redden.
“Yeah,” I admitted.
“Cool!” he said excitedly as he jumped up from the bed with his erection sticking
out. He went over to his desk, grabbed his laptop and brought it back to the bed.
“Show me some.”
I looked into his expectant face. “You sure?” He nodded enthusiastically. I went to
my usual site where I like to look at guys. His eyes widened when I scrolled
through the page, showing him some of the guys I was fond of. As he stared at the
naked boys on the page, he reached down and started stroking himself slowly.
After several minutes, he stood and stripped off his clothes. “Get naked, Woody,”
he said lustily as he stroked his hard cock. I climbed off the bed, stripped naked
and sat back on the bed.
“You got any other sites?” he asked when we’d finished looking at most of the
boys. I wanted to show him the chat room, but I was scared. I wasn’t sure I
wanted to admit to him that I enjoyed watching guys jerk off on screen. I also
didn’t know if I wanted to tell him that I’d done it too.
I showed him a few other sites I visited, but he seemed to lose interest. “This is
getting boring,” he said after about a half hour. “Isn’t there anything better than
just looking at pictures?”
I sighed deeply then typed in the chat room. “What’s this?” He looked closer at the
“Watch.” I opened a live cam of a guy probably in his late twenties. His name was
Go4It. He was stroking about an eight inch cock. I’d watched him before, so I knew
what to expect. I giggled when Jeff’s eyes widened.
“Damn,” he muttered as he reached down and grabbed his cock. “That’s hot.”
Suddenly, the chat filled with my name. Bidad36 was the first.
Bidad36: hey elmer good to see you on
you gonna jerk off that big one?
Several other guys started asking me to cam. Jeff watched the chat as it scrolled
quickly, then gave me a puzzled look. “Do you know these guys?” I could feel my
cheeks start to redden.
“You do!” he squealed as he looked down at my hard cock. “Do you really get on
here and show these guys your dick?” He looked back at Go4It. “I can’t believe
this!” I didn’t know how to respond. Telling him would open up a part of my secret
world. I didn’t want him to think I was some kind of a pervert.
He continued to watch as the guy on the screen stroked his hard cock. He also tried
to keep up with the chat as it scrolled quickly by. He turned to me and grinned.
“You’re Elmer Fudd, aren’t you?” He fell back on the bed and roared with laughter
when my face turned ten different shades of red.
I looked back at the screen. “Oh, no!” I thought when I saw Indyboi91 come on
line. “Not now,” I said silently. Connor knew I was spending the night at Jeff’s. I
didn’t want him to know I was online with him. I don’t know why, but it didn’t
seem right. After what happened on Thursday, I thought he might get mad if he
saw me with Jeff.
Indyboi91: Elmer!!!! your here
Jeff gave me a puzzled look. “Who’s that? He seems to really know you.”
“Just someone who comes in the room once in a while,” I replied. I held my breath
when I saw Connor’s icon light up indicating he had turned his cam on.
Before I could stop him, Jeff clicked on his cam. “Damn!” He hissed when he saw
Connor’s big cock. “He’s hot!”
Indyboi91: why don’t u guys turn on ur cam
Jeff looked excitedly at me and jumped around on the bed. “Let’s do it, Woody!
This will be fun!”
“No!” I shouted. “We can’t do that.” I was getting upset with Connor. He knew I
was at Jeff’s house. He should not be pressuring me to do something when he
didn’t even know if Jeff knew I was gay.
“Sure we can,” Jeff responded. “I got a cam built into the laptop.” He pointed to the
small lens. “See.”
Indyboi91: cum on guys, do it
By now, several other guys were encouraging us to turn on the cam. Jeff was
getting more and more excited. “Come on, Woody!” He pointed again to the lens.
“How does this work.”
Bidad36: guys? U wit someone there Elmer?
Indyboi91: cum on guys!!!!
I reached for the computer, and typed, “no connor.” I gasped when I saw what I’d
done. I quickly back spaced and deleted his name before I sent it.
Jeff looked at me and his eyes widened, “Connor? Connor Radford?” He looked
back at Connor’s image on the screen. “That’s Connor Radford?” He leaned toward
the screen and watched as Connor stroked his hard cock.
“Shit, Jeff!” I said excitedly. “I didn’t mean to type that. You gotta promise me you
won’t tell anyone!”
“I promise,” he replied as he looked back at the screen. “Damn, that’s Connor!” He
turned and stared at me. “He’s your brother’s best friend?” I nodded. “Have you
had sex with him?”
My face reddened again. Jeff started giggling. “I thought you said you hadn’t done
anything with a guy?”
“I haven’t,” I said. “He just found out I was Elmer Fudd the other night.” I didn’t
want to tell him that he sucked me briefly in the bedroom. It was so quick, I didn’t
even count it as having sex with him. Jeff looked back toward the screen.
Indyboi91: cum on elmer 4 me?
Bidad36: 4 me 2
“Come on, Woody,” Jeff pleaded. “I want to watch you jack off for Connor.” He
turned and looked at Connor. “Please?”
“I don’t know,” I sighed. Camming alone was one thing, but doing it with Jeff
beside me was another. I looked over at his excited face. He was really enjoying
the idea of me joining Connor online.
“Okay,” I said. “I’m probably making a big mistake.” I clicked on the cam feature
and waited a second to see if it would work on Jeff’s laptop. My heart started
beating when I saw the cam light come on. A second later an image appeared on
the screen. It was pointed toward the floor. I positioned it so that it was showing
my crotch. My hard cock was pointing straight at the camera.
Bidad36: damn!!! there it is again
Jeff started giggling when he read how the guys were getting excited about seeing
my dick. Since I had turned on my cam, there were now two screens, mine and
Connor’s. Jeff’s eyes kept going back and forth between the screens.
“Jack it off, Woody,” he whispered. He giggled when he read the chat talk.
Indyboi91: I wanna suck that Elmer
About thirty other guys volunteered to suck it too. Jeff started giggling. “I have
sucked it.” I gasped when he reached over and took it in his hands. I looked
quickly at the screen. You could plainly see his hand wrapped around my cock.
Of course, that began a series of responses. Thirty three guys were begging to see
Bidad36: who’s that?
Indyboi91: show his cock 2
Jeff started to giggle. “Let me show it.” He reached for the computer to turn it
I stopped him. “This isn’t a good idea, Jeff,” I warned. “Connor will know it’s you.I
told him I was coming to your house this weekend.”
“So?” he responded. “He’s showing his dick on cam. Do you really think he’s going
to tell someone?” He looked back at Connor’s dick. “Besides, I’d love to have sex
“You would?” When I gave Jeff an astonished look, he started laughing. “Hell,
yeah. He’s hot!”
He grabbed the computer and moved it toward him. I looked at the screen. Jeff’s
erect cock was clearly visible.
Bidad36: u said it Indy hes got a nice one
The chat scrolled quickly as guys commented on the size of Jeff’s cock. I had to
admit, it did look large on the screen. Jeff is big, but it looked even larger on the
Bidad36: suck it Elmer
Indyboi91: DON’T DO IT!!
I typed quickly, “I’m not.”
Indyboi91: show both
A dozen guys agreed with Connor’s comment. Jeff moved the computer so that
both of our cocks were showing. He looked up at me and grinned. “Let’s give these
guys a show.” He then reached over and wrapped his hand around my cock. I
nervously reached for his. We began to jerk each other off.
The chat room was going crazy. We had almost seventy guys watching us. I felt
bad for Connor, because no one must have been watching him.
Indyboi91: do it guys thats fuckin hawt
Jeff and I continued to watch Connor stroke his cock. It looked larger than I’d ever
seen it. It was obvious he was excited watching me and Jeff together. Jeff kept
looking at me and giggling. I was still afraid we were making a mistake by jerking
off together with seventy guys watching us, but it was too late to do anything
Jeff leaned over and whispered in my ear. “I’m going to cum, Woody.” I could feel
his cock expanding in my hand. The head was red and swollen. He stiffened and
cum shot from his cock, coating his stomach.
Indyboi91: holy shit!!!!!!!!!!!
The chat was streaming quickly from guys commenting on Jeff’s big load.
Indyboi91: im cumming!!!!!!!!!!!!
I watched as Connor’s cock erupted with white cum. Jeff looked at me and grinned.
He then vigorously started stroking me. I leaned back and moaned as I sprayed a
large volume of cum onto Jeff’s hand.
Bidad36: here I cum!!!!!!!
I couldn’t see him since our cam was still on Connor’s cock as it started to soften.
But since I’d seen Bidad cum before, I could imagine the large load he was
Indyboi91: damn that was to fucking hawt
He squeezed the remaining drops from his cock. Jeff looked over at me and
Indyboi91: gtg thanks guyz
ElmerFudd: k cu later
His screen went black. I hit the icon and turned ours off. Jeff jumped from the bed
and started dancing around the room.
“That’s one of the fucking hottest things I’ve ever done!” I laughed when I watched
his cock bouncing as he jumped up and down in front of me. “I can’t believe we
jacked off with Connor!”
As I watched his excitement, I silently prayed that I hadn’t made a mistake.
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