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    Mellicat
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The Retreat - 1. Chapter 1

I've never been much of a country guy. I'll take the city any day. All that fresh air bullshit never did much for me. So when my roommate asked me to come with him for a weekend retreat to a friend's ranch, I thought he was crazy.

"Come on, it'll be fun," he said.

"What? Stepping in cow shit?"

"So, watch where you walk. Besides there will be cute guys there."

That got my attention. "There will?"

"Yeah, this is an annual thing that Terry and Brian have. They invite a bunch of their friends out and we enjoy a weekend in the country. There are usually ten to fifteen of us."

"Their place is that big?"

"Yeah, well, it's more like a slumber party than a bed and breakfast, but yeah, their place is pretty big. Come on, you'll have fun."

"I'd settle for just getting laid," I answered.

"That too."

So Friday night after work, we loaded up and headed out of town. It was only about an hour's drive, but the last twenty minutes or so was on a lonely winding dirt road.

"Are you sure we're not lost?" I asked.

My roommate just chuckled and shook his head.

Finally we pulled into the driveway of a huge white farmhouse, just like you see in pictures. There was a big red barn over to the left and a metal building that served as a garage for their vehicles. I noted the cows in the pasture on the other side of the house and vowed if I did step in cow shit someone would never hear the end of it. Three big dogs came running from behind the house to greet us, or eat us, I wasn't sure. There were chickens and a couple of geese in the yard and more than a few cats on the porch.

"Are you sure these people are gay?" I had to ask.

"Terry and Brian? Yeah, they've been together for going on seven years now. Isn't this place beautiful? Come on, I'll introduce you and then show you around."

"What about the dogs?"

"Oh that’s just Blue, Cy and Topper. They won't bite. Come on."

We got out of the car and made our way up the walk to the house. Before we even reached the porch the screen door opened and Terry or maybe it was Brian appeared. I had never met either of them, but I recognized this guy from pictures my roommate had shown me. They both were decent looking; nothing to write home about, but nice enough that if you saw one of them in a singles bar you'd at least consider hitting on him.

"Andy, you're finally here. We were starting to worry," Terry, or maybe Brian, said.

"Brian, I'd like you to meet my roommate, Dylan. Dylan this is Brian."

I sat my suitcase down and extended my hand. "Nice to meet you."

"The pleasure is mine. Make yourself at home." His smile was sincere.

"Come on, Dylan, lets get our stuff unpacked so I can show you around," Andy said.

Brian stepped aside, holding the door for us. "Terry is in the kitchen, stop in and say hello to him."

I had to chuckle to myself. I swore he was going to say Terry was in the kitchen, rustling up some grub.

Andy led me through the front room of the house and over to the staircase. It was one of those grand staircases that you would see on TV in those old westerns. I had to admit, this house was amazing.

As we were walking up the stairs, there were two guys coming down. "Hey, Andy. Good to see you," the blond said.

"Hey, Tom, Steve."

"Who's your friend?"

"This is my new roommate, Dylan. Dylan, meet Tom and Steve. They're from Chicago."

"Nice to meet you."

"Is everyone else here?" Andy asked.

"Yeah, I think so. Todd isn't going to make it this year, but I think everyone else came in this afternoon," Tom replied.

"We'll put our stuff away and be down shortly," Andy nodded to me and we made our way up the remaining stairs.

The second floor was open, like a loft or an attic. It had a huge entertainment center over against the far wall, with a sofa and a few chairs placed around it. The other side of the room had two beds and a few cots.

"I told you it would be more like a slumber party,” Andy said smiling. "Just put your suitcase over there with everyone else's."

We returned to the main floor and Andy led me to the kitchen to meet Terry.

"Hi, sweetie," Terry said as we walked into the room. "This must be Dylan."

We shook hands and Terry proceeded to introduce me to the five people that were sitting at the table playing cards.

"You two hungry?" Terry asked after everyone had said hello.

Andy shook his head and looked at me. "I'm fine. Dylan?"

"No, I'm good."

"Well, there is sandwich meat in the 'fridge, so help yourself if you get hungry later. Tomorrow night we’ll have the pig roast."

Pig roast? I had visions of a pig on a skewer, spinning slowly over a fire. Like I said, I'm just a city boy. This was all very foreign to me.

"I want to show Dylan the stables," Andy said.

"Oh, sure. You two go on. Make yourself at home."

"Thanks, Terry."

Andy led me out through the kitchen and out the door off of the back porch. "The stables are just out back here."

We walked down the path leading to the barn. Once inside the smell of hay washed over me. "How many horses do they have?" I asked.

"Four, I think."

"Who's that?" I said nodded to the hunk at the far side of the stable.

"I don't know, I've never seen him before, must be new,” Andy said. "Want me to leave you to him?"

I chuckled, "Sure, why not."

Andy turned and headed back up to the house. I stood watching the man at the other end of the barn. He was stroking a horse's nose, talking to him softly.

From here I could see his silhouette. He was as tall as me, maybe an inch or two taller. He had a muscular build, but not bulky. His dark wavy hair framed his face.

He looked over at me as I approached. I noticed he had pale blue eyes; they stood in stark contrast to his dark hair and skin.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey," I returned.

"Do you ride?" he asked, still stroking the horse's long nose.

"No. Do you?"

"Yeah, I love horses. I think they’re my favorite animal."

"Why is that?"

"Why is what?" He turned to face me.

"Why are horses your favorite?" I clarified.

"They are so confident; so beautiful, so graceful." His eyes roamed my body like fingers as he spoke.

"Is this your first time... here?" I asked, figuring if Andy didn't know him it must be.

"Yeah. You've done this before?"

"No, this is my first too," I said softly, stepping closer. "Are you here with someone?"

"Just a friend. You?"

"No, a friend talked me into this. I'm not usually much into the country stuff."

He chuckled, "No?"

"No." I moved closer still, invading his personal space. He reached out placing his hand on my chest, but not to push me away as I first thought, but just to gain contact. He closed his eyes as he let his hand trail across my pecs and over my abs then over to my waist and around to my back.

I leaned in, capturing his lips.

I heard the horse whinny and stomp its foot, but those sounds were only background noise. Our kissing grew more urgent, more passionate as I slid my hand down the back of his pants, squeezing his ass, and pulling him closer to me. My other hand moved to the front of his pants and began unbuttoning his jeans. I opened my eyes, looking for a place we could move this to.

"Here," he said. "In here." He led me over to an empty stable. "It seems clean." He pulled a blanket from where it hung over the stable door and spread it out over the pile of hay on the floor. "This should work." He sat down on the blanket and looked up at me.

I tried to not think about the bugs and mice and who knows what else that could be crawling around in the hay under that blanket as I sat down next to him. He leaned over and began kissing me as he cupped my crotch.

We both began working on removing the other one's jeans and freeing each other’s cocks. He had a nice thick dick. I like the boys with thick ones. Length matters, but for some reason circumference is my thing.

He lay back on the blanket and I began kissing him down his neck and on to his chest. The smell of the horses and hay filled my nostrils. I stroked his cock and then moved on to fondle his balls. He moaned as I ran my fingertip over his hole.

I reached over and pulled the small tube of lube and a condom from my pants pocket. Opening the lube, I squirted it, on his dick and let it dribble down over his balls. He groaned as his body shivered. I let my hand spread the gel over him and felt him growing harder at the warm, wet sensation. My hand drifted down, back to his hole. I slid one finger in, feeling the circle of muscles clamp around me. I pushed on in as he relaxed into my intrusion. Another finger was added, scissoring them to open him up further. I watched his face as he reveled in my ministrations. His eyes were closed and his head pulled back somewhat, his jaw slack, his lips parted slightly.

I pushed my hand in a little further and brushed against his prostate. He pulled in a ragged breath, moaning as he released it. I could take no more. I wanted to be inside him, now.

I rolled the condom over my dick and squirted more lube on his hole, then I move to position myself over him, placing his legs on my shoulders. We didn’t speak, but stared intently into each other’s eyes. I placed my dick at his hole, watching his eyes grow dark with desire. As I pushed in his eyes fluttered shut and he grimaced at the pain. I held him there, and watched as his pain was replaced by pleasure. His hand trailed down my back and grabbed my ass, pulling me in to him harder, signaling me he was ready for more.

I began pumping in and out of him, angling to hit his prostate with every stroke. He writhed under me, his head rolling from side to side as the pleasure engulfed him. His hand snaked around and grabbed his cock. I pushed it away.

He opened his eyes, looking at me in question. “I want to watch you come without touching yourself. I want to make you shoot just by having my dick up your ass.”

He moaned at my words but didn’t reach for his dick again, so I figured he must have liked my suggestion. I took his wrists and held them over his head. Pinning them with my hands as I continued to pound into his ass.

“Talk to me,” he said.

“You want me to talk dirty to you?” I asked.

He nodded his head.

“You like my big dick in your tight little ass?”

He nodded again and moaned.

“You like the feel of my balls slapping you ass with every stroke. You like my dick rubbing over your prostate and sending chills down your spine.”

“Aaahhhh,” he moaned, rolling his head from side to side.

“You want to come while I pound into you, over and over again.”

“Aaaaaahhhh.”

“You want to touch yourself so bad. You want me to touch you even more.”

“Please,” he begged.

“Please what?”

“Touch me, please.”

“You want me to stroke your dick?” I whispered, still riding him hard.

“Yes,” he cried. “Oh God, please. Jerk me off, please.”

“No. I want you to come without being touched. I want you to spurt your spunk all over your chest with just my dick in your ass.”

“Ooooohhhh,” he moaned.

“Come on, let it go. Come for me.” I could tell he was right at the edge.

“Oh God, I’m so close. Oh God.”

I let go of one of his wrists and ran my fingers lightly down his dick. That was all it took.

“AAAAhhhhhh!” he cried out as he shot his load. His anus clamped down hard around me and sent me to my own orgasm. “Ooooohhhhhh!”

I collapsed on him and rolled off to the side, pulling out of him as I did. He groaned at the lack of contact.

I listened to the horses snort and whinny as we lay catching our breath. This weekend had already turned out better than I expected. Who knows, maybe I’ll even let him teach me to ride one of these beasts.

Copyright © 2011 Mellicat; All Rights Reserved.

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