Josh and Adam: Hayloft Summer Pt 4
I'm Josh and 22 now. This is the story of my summer after my first year of college. I'm from a small town, Shepard's Mill, and met my roommate at school for the first time. He was from a nearby small town too.
I was 19, a virgin, and school was all a bit new. I learned a lot that first year. Especially that I discovered porn on my mobile phone, and that I seemed to get off best watching guys cum. It was a guilty secret, and I had an even deeper secret. See Part 1 for the details.
Now home for the summer, I got a job clearing an old farm and out buildings for a neighbor who wanted to sell the property after his parents had passed.
I enlisted my college roommate Adam to help. Joe Bramlett, the owner, said Adam could stay in the Farm Hand's rooms in the Hayloft while working this summer.
So began our Hayloft summer.
It was just a sudden thing that opened us to our sexual yearning for each other, and now we had some time to start to explore.
I'd go to the farm each morning and we would work on a section clearing it. This week we were clearing the over grown garden when we ended up naked in each other arms. I had to get back home, but now I was back, Wednesday morning.
It was a dark and stormy day, every summer has them. So, working clearing the garden was out.
The farm house had a basement, and it was the repository for what seemed like acres of shelves of preserved fruit and veg. Mason jars with illegible labels and filed with floating blobs of matter. It all had to be carried up the steep, narrow cellar steps and loaded in the truck to take to the dump.
If you have never lifted a case of full quart mason jars, you wouldn't know how heavy they are. It is quite a workout carry them up the stairs. We were going to load them on the truck backed up to the door, but the dark sky had decided otherwise.
A crack of lighting announced the start of a downpour.
Thunder rolled, and lightning flashed. Then the lights went out.
"Check the fuse box," Adam pointed to the painted over metal panel on the wall near the cellar door.
It was the old-style screw in fuses with little glass windows. "I can't tell if they're good our not."
Adam came over and used his phone flashlight to peer into the box. "It doesn't look like any have popped. There aren't the burn marks on the glass I'd would expect."
"Maybe it hit a transformer along the road." I looked out the window towards the hayloft. "We can see if there is power over there. We can't really work in the cellar with now with no lights."
The rain was coming in in gusts. If we timed it right, we would get wet but not soaked.
"Let's run now!!" Adam took off, me following him.
Our plan to not get soaked did not exactly work out. By them time we arrived at the hayloft, we were drenched.
"Damn, no power here either. A pole must have been hit." There was an old washer and dryer in the farm hand's kitchen area, we used it to do our clothes as they got filthy cleaning out each day. But with no power, we would need to take them off and see if they air dried. Adam had a bunch of clothes there, and I would bring a change of clothes so I could go home clean each night.
"Let's get these wet clothes off and hung up." Adam peeled his shirt off.
The site of Adams naked torso went through me, our sexual explorations started like this. I was a bit embarrassed, as my cock was straining at my shorts. I didn't want Adam to think I was hoping for something.
"Come on, get out of those wet clothes Josh." Adam, naked, standing there so perfect.
I pulled my shirt off, then I unbuckled my belt, unzipped my shorts. It was like a slow-motion strip tease. I knew my cock would be at attention and straining my briefs.
His cock was semi-erect, it was thick and stubby, not a grower like mine. I was a good 7", but thin with a mushroom head. It had a curve up when erect and now was in its glory.
I felt strange revealing myself like this to him. Before he was the one to strip me, which felt so good, and now I was making myself naked, and embarrassed by being hard.
"Someone looks like they aren't thinking about preserved vegetables right now," Adam laughed.
"I can't help it. I can't" I almost cried.
"Mmmm baby, its ok." He came over to me, held my cock in one hand and embraced me with the other. He kissed me. "You're cute when you are horny."
I felt his cock slowly grow and press against me.
I reached out to hold it. We kissed and slowly stroked each other. The rain drumming on the room made me feel like we were on a different world, just us, only us.
"Let's go to bed." Adam turned, and took my hand to lead me upstairs.
The sound of the rain was louder up here. Coming in gusts, drumming hard against the roof, then slight relief, then hard again.
He got me to lay down in bed, then said" Scrunch over, I'm getting in."
