Josh and Adam: Hayloft Summer Pt. 05 Summer's End
Hi, my name is Josh and this is the story of my summer after the first year of college.
I'm 22 now, and was 19 when I started school. I'm from a small town, and went to State College, where I met my roommate, Adam. He was from a small town too, not too far from where I lived.
Back at home for the summer, I got Adam a job with me, helping clear out a neighbor's farm. Part of the deal was Adam could stay in the hayloft, which had been the old farm hand's rooms.
Over the course of the summer, we made some discoveries about ourselves, and had a chance to explore new feelings and experiment with our new desires.
Now as summer drew to a close, we looked forward to getting back to school. But first, the summer ends with a bang.
Monday morning, I am back to the farm. We had done so much work over the summer there was not too much left. One thing that needed attention was the fences.
The farm was set off the road a bit and there were split rail fences all along the edge of the property. Joe Bramlett, the son, had inherited the property after his parents passed away, but lived in the city and wanted the place cleaned up to sell. He had bought a load of rails and posts to replace the fallen, broken ones, and this is what we were working on.
Adam had the old truck loaded up with materials and greeted me with a cup of coffee in the hayloft kitchen.
"I was thinking, all the broken rails we replace might make great firewood. How about an end of summer bonfire?"
"Hey, that's a pretty good idea. There's enough open space that we have cleared to make it safe."
Adam smiled, "But there is something else, too. Your birthday."
My 20th birthday would be August 19th.
Adam continued, "How about we invite a few folks from town and have a cook out?"
Over the summer we had met some of my hometown friends from trips to town, and everyone knew Adam was staying here while cleaning up the property.
"That's a great idea, there's lots of parking space, we can used one of those big galvanized water tanks for ice for beer and pop. I'll ask Joe if he is ok with that."
"Sounds like a plan," Adam headed toward the truck, "But first we gotta get the wood out."
Fixing broken split rails in the fence wasn't too hard. It was the broken posts that were hard. We had to dig them out. Adam had the foresight to pack some sandwiches so we didn't have to go back once we were out. By 4 pm, we had enough and headed back.
Over the summer we discovered each other's bodies and how to pleasure them. The farm being isolated meant the upstairs in the hayloft was like a secret spot where we could be free to play with each other. We had built up an intimacy and openness where a few times a week would experiment with our bodies and desires. After not seeing each other over the week end (Adam drove home to spend time with his parents), today felt like a day to play.
Getting back to the hayloft, the butterflies in my stomach started. Would Adam want to play today?
There were times where all I could think about was him naked in my arms.
Adam walked in first and tossed the car keys on the table. "How about a beer?"
We occasionally shared a beer, but usually on Friday where we might cook a hamburger on the grill. Being Monday, I was a bit surprised. "Sure," I said, "Digging post holes is thirsty work."
He went to the fridge and grabbed two beers and sat and the kitchen table. "I was talking to a buddy of mine from home, who goes to the college too. He said he had an apartment lined up for fall, but the guy he was supposed to share it with dropped out. He said if I wanted to live off campus, he'd let us take the lease. He is going to move in with someone else."
Wow, I thought. "That would be so cool. Where is it?"
"It's right near downtown, on a bus line. It's an old house broken up to student apartments. It can be cheaper than a dorm if we share it."
"I'll have to check with the parents, but I can't think they would mind." Living in the same apartment would be unbelievable. "I'll ask them tonight."
"My parents said I could if you would agree, they think you're nice and would be a good roommate." Adam smiled at me. "They see how happy I am when I have been here all week."
We took a few sips of beer.
"You know on route 17 there is a truck stop half way back to Jenksville?"
It took me a second, but I nodded, "Yes..."
"Do you know what is next door?" He finished his beer.
"Not really, I've never stopped there."
"An adult bookstore."
The butterflies started again.
"Call your mom, tell her about the apartment and say you're having dinner here." Adam went to the fridge and brought back two more beers. "Drink up." He was grinning.
I called home, gave them the info on the apartment and the fact Adam's parents agreed if we shared it. I said I'd be eating dinner here, and not to wait for me.
The butterflies were really in force. What was Adam planning? I took a swig of beer; I was already feeling a little buzzed.
We drank in silence for a few minutes, Adam had a grin, and I was getting tingly.
"Do you want to know about the adult bookstore?"
"Yes," I managed. I had been to one when at school, all sorts of lingerie and sex toys I would have no idea what to do with. It felt a bit dirty, but was enough for me to rush back to the dorm and jerk off.
"Finish your beer and we'll take a shower."
I drank up. By now my cock was stiff and needing attention.
Upstairs, we stood facing each other and disrobed. So many adventures started like this, and as usual, seeing Adam naked in front of me made the butterflies rage, and my nakedness before him just made me more excited.
He got in the shower and turned the water on. "Come on. We need to clean up a bit. "
I got in. His hands were already soapy and he started washing me. His hands on my body were electric. I reached out to touch his naked body, connecting to him in our nakedness. Covered in soap, he pulled me close and kissed.
Each kiss was magic. Being buzzed intensified my desire. His hands continued to move across my body, leaving me moaning.
I was holding his cock, thicker than my thin 7" boner, stubby like a coke can.
He turned the water off and got out and tossed me a towel. "Dry yourself off."
I quickly toweled off; my balls had decided to start to ache from being teased like this.
"Come over to bed and lay on your back."
I did as he said. My cock was sticking up in the air like a flag pole.
"Put your hands over your head."
As I did, I heard a click click.
"Can you guess what I got at the bookstore?"
He had handcuffed me.
"I got some other things there too." He pulled out a blindfold. He slipped it over my eyes.
I felt so naked and exposed.
He knelt by the side of the bed and started kissing me. My lips, my neck, my nipples. Covering me with kisses. I couldn't help moaning.
I felt him get on the bed, knees on each side of my chest. Then he leaned in and I felt his cock against my face. He was rubbing it all over me. His balls had tightened and I could tell they were full.
