Frank Brown: Barnyard orgy

"That oughta cool off the old dong," Cal slurred. "You don't want it to burn up, do you, boy? Nothing like some ice-cold Coors to soothe a hot prick. Shit, boy, you need it after being inside a blast furnace like that girl's cunt." As he talked, he leaned over Ruby and dumped the rest of the beer down her asscrack and over her spread crotch. The beer looked like a foamy, sun-filled stream as it bubbled down the girl's pink asscrack. Ruby moaned, swallowing down the last of Harlan's cum, and shivering as the cold beer ran down her ass.

Harlan yanked the girl's hair and her head jerked off his cock. He let go of her hair and her head thumped the floor like a dropped bowling ball.

Ruby lay there muttering to herself as if she were as drunk as her dad. Fucked silly and knocked dizzy, Harlan thought as he slid back away from the girl and relaxed on the floor.

"Oh, wow!" Delbert said, crawling on his hands and knees past Ruby and up between her legs. The young boy scrambled like an excited puppy, his eleven-inch cock pointing straight along his belly as if it were glued to his brown belly-skin. The moment he got between Ruby's legs, he dove at her crotch as if diving into a well. His nut-brown face disappeared between her legs, and he began slurping and sucking her crotch as if her pussy were a chilled watermelon. Sweat clung to the boy's body like a misty dew.

"Look at that young 'un eat pussy," Cal said. "Takes after his old man. Shit, Harlan, you used to eat pussy like that when you was a boy. Remember that, Harlan?"

Harlan could vaguely remember. "Guess so, Cal. Been a long time."

"Ain't it, though?" Cal said.

Delbert licked Ruby's asscrack from one end to the other, cleaning off the beer and ass-sweat. Seeming to become self-conscious for a few moments, he raised his head and smiled at Harlan. Black cunt-hairs were caught between his teeth, and his chin dripped with beer and cunt-juice.

Harlan chuckled. "Go to it, young 'un." And the boy plunged his face back into the seething wetness of Ruby's teenage cunt.

Ruby began twisting her head from side to side and wiggling her ass in sensuous circles. Boy must have his tongue six inches up her cunt, Harlan thought. Jesus, what a mean little cunt-sucker I'm raising!

Delbert twisted his head like a dog fighting for a bone. He growled in cracked, boyish tones. His entire face was plastered to Ruby's crotch, and the muscles of his neck were working fiercely. As he gnawed and sucked the girl's crotch, he pumped his enormous prick, able to wrap only half his brown hand around his overgrown cock. His hand massaged the head of his cock and the sensitive skin immediately below the head. Precum oozed out, and the boy's hand slipped easily over the blushing meat of his prick.

Ruby arched her back, turning her ass up high to give the boy more of her cunt and ass to eat. "Eat me, angel," she muttered. "Oh, my little darting!"

Delbert groaned, tearing into her. His young balls slapped back and forth as he pumped his cock.

She likes the way Delbert eats her cunt, Harlan thought. That's why she's partial to the boy. That's why she let Delbert ride her ass for an hour while poor old Seth was getting blue balls. She's getting to be a might touchy for a whore. Old Cal better start taking a whip to her more often.

Ruby began jerking like a fish out of water, giggling and cooing. "Eeeeh! Delbert! Eeeeeh, I'm coming, angel!" And she was coming for sure, Harlan knew. She wasn't faking it like some of these whores he'd seen. She was coming hard, and she was loving it.

Delbert squeaked, whimpering while his skinny body shivered. Thick ropes of white cum shot out of his cock, splashing against his neck and chest, hanging from his skin like whipped-cream gobs for a few moments before splatting onto the floor like heavy raindrops. The boy pumped out half a dozen rounds of cum, then rolled away from the girl, panting like an exhausted bird dog. Cal was there immediately to dump beer on the boy's chest and dong.

"Wash yourself, boy," Cal said. "Can't have the stuff drying on your skin. Turns stiff as concrete."

As Delbert giggled and began cleaning the cum off his chest and belly, Ruby scrambled on top of him and began licking him like a mother cat licking her kitten. Her pink tongue cleaned off the cum and beer and sweat. She licked the boy until his brown frontal torso shined like polished bronze. Delbert twisted, giggling, claiming she was tickling him. Seth and Cal watched with their mouths hanging open. And Harlan smiled to himself and shook his head.

Lucky boy, Harlan thought. Goddamn lucky boy to have Ruby Adams take a shine to you.

Seth wondered whether this was what hell was like – the thick smoke, the swearing and fighting, the eerie reddish light that fell on everything like the glowing of coals from a fireplace grate. Seth could hardly breathe in the wet heat, a combination of body-heat and alcoholic fumes and the swampy evening heat. Ten o'clock at night and still at least 85 degrees, Seth thought to himself, pulling his T-shirt off over his head. Bar or not, it was too hot for a shirt. He would only put the shirt back on if they tried to kick him out, although he didn't think that likely, seeing that the place was so jam-packed that the bartenders were running like whipped horses. Heck, he'd already been in here an hour barefooted, and proprietors were generally more against bare feet in their establishments than they were against bare chests. As he stuffed his shirt through the belt loop of his jeans, he noticed another boy pulling off his own shirt. The boy nodded to Seth and came over to where Seth was standing at the side of the stage.

"Hot night," the boy commented.

"Sure is," Seth agreed, and they exchanged names. The boy was called Tyler, and he looked to be about the same age as Seth, just underage for getting into a bar, especially a bar like the Dingle Dangle.

"When's the show start?" Seth asked.

"Should have started already," Tyler said. "You come here alone?"

"Came with my pa and his buddy." And Seth told Tyler about how he lived on a farm out in the sticks, and about how they'd come into town to visit Cal and to celebrate Delbert's birthday. He didn't tell Tyler about Ruby, however. Seth was never supposed to tell anybody about Ruby, or Cal could get in big trouble for hiring out his daughter from time to time. Not that Seth cared that much about whether Cal got into trouble, but he knew that if he opened his mouth it would mean the end of Ruby's hot ass for him, and with the scarcity of females out on the farm Seth couldn't afford to lose Ruby's ass no matter how few and far-between were the occasions he got to town.

"You ain't never seen the show then?" Tyler asked. "You ain't never seen Candy Lee?" His eyes danced. "Shit, man, hold on to your dong!"

At that moment, the stage lit up with blue and red lights, the wailing voice of Ferlin Husky on the juke box stopped, and the crowd of drunk, swearing, laughing men hushed. The red curtains behind the stage rustled and a naked female leg shot out from between them. The naked leg, toes of the foot pointed, twisted this way and that, and the crowd broke into whistles and hoots as stripper music began pulsing through speakers. Tyler nudged Seth, whistling and clapping, and Seth watched with his mouth open, his cock throbbing down one leg of his jeans. The curtains parted slightly, and Candy Lee wiggled out in a red bikini that barely covered anything. She might as well have wrapped a couple of ribbons around herself, Seth thought.

Candy stood in the center of the stage no more than five feet from the two boys as she began her dance and tease routine. She stroked her body with her fingertips, writhing and twisting as if she were being fucked. She ran her pointed toe up and down her long smooth leg. She cupped her tits in their bikini cups as if trying to pop them out of the confining material. Seth licked his lips to see her nipples protruding through the satiny red material of the tit-cups. Her nipples were as big as the tips of his thumbs. Without realizing what he was doing until he did it he groped his cock and began trying to jerk his prick off through his pants. He was hot. Flaming arrows seemed to shoot through the core of his cock.