Just a quick one based a little on things I've done, a few people I've met, and a whole lot of creative license. Everyone is over 18 and any resemblance to those living or dead... Well the names are changed and stuff might have happened but I doubt anyone figures it out. Realized the other day it had been a while since I had posted anything new and it's not from lack of writing as much as it is lack of finishing.
It was the middle of nowhere. Ten miles to the nearest town and it wasn't big town at that. One Wendy's, a few other restaurants and a diner. Mostly AG related stores. Not that they went to town much anyway.
It was a summer gig. I was in my second year of a degree in AG economics and at that point you really didn't know much. I was lucky to get anyone to pay me. Pretty much the minimum and room and board but if you got good reports you might end up with something more interesting your next year.
It was a family farm running some cattle, growing hay, milk cow, chickens and doing some custom farming to fill in. I suspected they made more on the pheasant hunts that took place in the fall from the rich city boys.
Roy was the dad, Jeannie the mom, and two boys of 18 and 19, Jay and Josh. Apparently there was a daughter too but she'd gone to school and off the farm for a while now.
Room and board was an old bunkhouse I shared with the boys and Roy and Jeannie lived in the small, one bedroom house. Jeannie fed us well which was a good thing because we worked our asses off. Irrigation every day, feeding animals, moving cows off of pasture, cutting hay, and keeping up the irrigation ditches. I'd learn about farming a bit more from the business end to from Roy.
We settled into a routine pretty well and most of it involved work. I did my best to read a lot when I was there and there was bit of privacy when the family went to church. That apparently wasn't thought of highly but nobody said anything. Have to admit I mostly used the opportunity to jack off.
Jay and Josh were chill and not bad as roommates. I'd already done roommates in college so didn't have any problem with it. They too were bored a lot of the time and we'd go shoot starlings sometimes in afternoons or cans and stuff. Jay had a town girlfriend that he'd borrow the family car to visit but he wasn't doing it all the time because of the time and amount of gas it took. We'd workout sometime but honestly all the physical labor we did normally took a lot of that energy away.
It was a couple of weeks in and Roy an Jeannie were gone for some reason. It was hot as hell during the day so we relaxed a bit putting off moving the irrigation spread.
Roughhousing is what they called as kids. Wrestling for the hell of it because we were bored and it was hot out there. We'd go have to move the irrigation set in a couple of hours. Wasn't much TV out there and Internet was Satellite and you paid a lot for not much. The family rationed most of the bandwidth that came with it.
I was pretty confident I could take them both. I was bigger and probably stronger. Well over six feet and 210 pounds. My years of football and gym work showed. Especially compared to their wiry, slender bodies.
"So you think you can take me? " questioned Jay and his confidence should have been a warning.
"Yeah, I think I could."
"Willing to make it a bet?"
"What stakes?"
"How about loser is the winner's slave for a day. Loser welches then it's double"
"Not sure you're gonna like doing all my chores? You gotta tell your old man why I'm being lazy."
"Sure, but you're awful sure you're gonna win."
"Let's go then boy. First one to pin the other. Josh you're the ref."
I still think I could of taken him but he pulled off his shirt and with all the sweat it was hard to get a good grip on him. Every time I'd get my superior strength to bear my hands would slip and he'd wriggle out of it. And I figured pretty quick that he'd been a wrestler too. Turns out he was almost a state champ.
I fought like hell but couldn't break the cradle he got my legs in my shoulder hit the grass so I couldn't get any power.
"Pin. You got him Jay."
"Damn, I'm gonna enjoy this" he said with a smug smile.
"You're not dressed right for my slave. Been reading my Roman and Greek history and those guys had all kinds of slaves. Mostly from winning."
"What do you mean?"
"You don't got the look."
"And what is the look?"
"I dunno, Josh don't slaves wear like less?"
"Yeah, something like a loincloth. You know. Just a flap in the front and back."
"Fuck that. What if somebody sees. Plus I'm gonna burn out there."
"Nobody out in the fields and we got sunscreen."
"Well I don't have a loincloth either."
"That's easy. Just take a pair of your boxers and scissors."
"What the fuck guys?"
"Enough talking slave, strip on down. Josh go get Jimmy some sunscreen."
Standing there in my boxers Jay ran the scissor blades up the leg hole on each side and cut. The crotch fell away and he trimmed back leaving my junk hanging in the breeze.
"Fuck dude, this is gay as hell."
"Shutup slave, you got work to do."
I'm sure I was a sight. Just leather boots and those boxers flapping loosely in the breeze. The guys were full of smartass remarks about slave boys and more than a few times Jay used the opportunity to swat or use a piece of baling twine across my exposed ass. I'd just give a look and he'd laugh along with Josh.
I was sweaty mess before I was done. The sunscreen saved me from the worst of the sun although my farmer tan wasn't going to be the same.
"Damn, I need a shower. " I said as we walked back to the house from the fields.
"Didn't tell you you could do that did I."
"What the fuck Jay. I'm a sweaty mess."
"You got a mouth on you slave. No shower for you" he cackled. And while we're cleaning up go ahead and make supper. I got hungry sitting there watching you work."
At least it was cool in the house and I fried up some hamburgers and baked potatoes. They had me serve them, now barefoot and wearing my boxer loincloth.
Jay pushed back from the table and belched.
"Good little slave. Biggest chore I got right now is keeping my balls empty."
