Anthony and I on the Farm


by Greg Preston <Greg@forefund.co.za>

It was about a week and a half before the start of the last school term. We were on September holidays and these events took place about six months later than those related in my last story. Both Anthony and I had grown a little. I had turned thirteen and he would be thirteen within a couple of weeks. His pubic hair had started to grow and he was very proud of the fact and would walk around naked at every opportunity just to show everyone his hair. We were staying at his parent's farm outside of Butterworth in the Transkei, in the Eastern Cape area of South Africa for the school holidays. With horse riding and swimming in the dam we were having the time of our lives.

As part of the agreement that we could stay on the farm, we had been given a couple of tasks to perform each day. These included feeding the poultry, taking the horses from the stable to the paddock each morning, and then feeding the horses at night. Initially this was quite fun, but as with most small boys it soon became a drag. About a week into our stay at the farm we 'phoned a couple of friends, Brett and Neil and asked them to spend the day with us swimming at the dam. We fed the poultry and hurriedly took the horses to the front paddock. Unfortunately in our rush we did not check that the gate had been properly latched and this was to lead to serious trouble later.

We got to the dam at about 10 o'clock and saw that Brett and neil were already frolicking in the water. Their clothes were in a pile by the side of the dam. Anthony and I started taking off our shirts and shorts. We looked at each other and decided that we were going to swim naked. We dived into the water as bare as nature intended. Brett and Neil were both wearing speedos but these were soon discarded. The four of us splashed around in the dam and ran around outside and really were spoilt by the feeling of the warm clean dam water and the wind on our bare bodies. It really was wonderful to feel the wind whip around my naked butt and to feel it caress my bare balls. It was great!! As was my habit, I spent some time assessing my friends' naked bodies. Brett was the tallest of us; about 5 feet 5 inches. He was fourteen. Neil and I were thirteen and Anthony was twelve. Brett had a smallish _c_o_c_k_ but a huge pair of balls that pushed his _c_o_c_k_ forward so that it always seemed to be partially erect. he was dark haired and moderately hairy. his legs were still mostly smooth although he had quite a lot of pubic hair and hair was starting to grow in his armpits. His nipples were a deep brown colour and against his sun tanned athletic body they looked absolutely gorgeous. Neil was the shortest of us, but had by far the largest _c_o_c_k_. Even at that age it was apparent that he was talented in this regard. He was the only one of us who was not circumcised and the tip of his foreskin only tended to emphasise the size of his _c_o_c_k_.He was a red head and even his pubics were red. His nipples were small and a slight reddish colour as well. His legs and armpits were hairless and he had the most vibrant green eyes. When he smiled I simply melted and felt that I would be his slave for life. Anthony was a blonde athlete; strongly built with a surfer's body. He was strong. As I have said, his pubic hair had started growing, but the rest of him was smooth. For myself, I was a bit shorter than Brett, also with dark hair. I was not ! as muscular as Anthony and my _c_o_c_k_ was not as big as Neil's. In short I was an average reasonably good looking teenage boy who was extremely horny for other boys.

We swam around for abnout a half an hour, all pretending not to notice each other's nudity, and all pretending not to be turned on. Eventually, though, neil came up behind me and started rubbing my _c_o_c_k_. It went hard immediately and I could feel his erection pressing against the crack in my bum. Brett came over and roughly started kissing me. I pushed my tongue into his mouth and thought that I was going to explode. Anthony meanwhile had gone down on his knees in the shallow water and had taken Brett's erection in his mouth. Desperately we climbed out of the dam, our erections leading the way. God!! I had never been so excited in my life. Neil and I lay down and took each other's _c_o_c_k_s in our mouths. Brett and Anthony sat and kissed whilst jerking each other off. It seemed like only moments and Neil's and my _c_o_c_k_s had exploded and we were tasting each other's come. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that Anthony and Brett had each climaxed as well and that they too were eating come. Whether it was their own or each other's I do not know. Anyway, into this scene of happiness and love burst Dan Davids, the farm foreman. He was as angry as anybody I had ever seen and he was headed directly for Anthony and myself. What could possibly be wrong?

It transpired that the paddock gate which had not been shut properly had swung open and two horses had got out. One had twisted a fetlock in trying to avoid an approaching car and the other had scraped its side on barbed wire and had been cut quite seriously. Dan told Anthony that both animals were at the vet. He also said that he had phoned Anthony's dad and had been given permission to discipline us as he saw fit!! He then looked at Brett and Neil and asked exactly what they were doing. It was obvious for a blind man to see. he hauled out his cell phone and started to phone Anthony's Dad again. We begged him to stop and not report this. He said OK as long as he could use his discretion on Brett and Neil as well. Reluctantly they agreed. The first thing Dan did was comment that if we liked being naked so much, we obviously had no need of our clothes. He piled them together and proceed to cover them with dry leaves and twigs. Then he set them alight. We watched in amazement as he burnt our clothes. Once the clothes were just cinders. he put out the fire and told us that he would wait for us in stable number one. He stalked off and left us to follow. We looked at each other in fear, and then having no other options we started to walk to the stable area. The wind that had previously been so pleasurable now made us only too aware of our nudity. It whipped coldly around my balls and butt, and we all had a feeling of dread about what was to follow.

We reached the stable and Dan was there waiting for us. He had stripped to his underwear and his muscular physique was apparent for us all to see. He had done this to add to the element of fear. Around him were four objects; a riding crop, a knotted rope, a cane and a rose bough with the thorns still embedded. We looked in horror. My _c_o_c_k_ shrunk and my balls did a disappearing act into my scrotum. None of us was brave enough to speak. dan picked up the riding crop and indicated for Anthony to bend over. We were too terrified to speak and knew that this would be terrible indeed. Anthony bent over. His bum was shaking.

Dan said that Anthony and I were to receive twelve each with the crop, and that each of us would then receive four each with each of the other items. Dan drew back the crop and hammered it into Anthony's bare bum. Anthony's bare bum was sliced open like a sharp knife would cut a peach. He howled in agony and tears welled in his eyes. I could only imagine what the pain was like. Dan brought the crop down again and again. Anthony's bum was reduced to a pattern of freely flowing stripes. He was sobbing and could not hold back the tears. In what seemed like an exceptionally short period of time, Dan stopped and turned around to stare at me!! Anthony sttod and moved away. I bent over, feeling much like the condemned man. What followed was worse than I had imagined.

CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK CRACK, CRACK. The first eight lashed into me and I could feel that each had drawn blood. I thought that I would faint with the pain. CRACK, CRACK, CRACK, CRACK!! Suddenly it was over. I fell to the floor of the stable sobbing. I am sure that what Anthony and I had received was the most severe hiding teenagers had ever experienced. Dan was now just getting going. He picked up the rose bough and indicated for Neil to bend over. Neil whose bum I adored. That pretty piece of boy flesh was going to be torn apart. SWISH, SWISH, SWISH, SWISH!! It was over before it had begun. Whereas the crop had sliced Anthony and I open, the rose thorns pierced and shredded Neil's bum. Then it was Brett's turn. SWISH, SWISH, SWISH, SWISH!! He too was dealt with in clinical and efficient fashion. He was crying freely and clutching his bleeding bare bum. Dan turned to Anthony and indicated for him to bend over again. Anthony sobbed and begged for mercy. Dan forced him over. Heartless sod! Anthony shrieked as the thorns tore him apart. After what he had experienced from the crop, this was very serious punishment. His bum was a mass of torn flesh, and his sobbing from the depths of his soul indicated the pain involved. I bent over again. SWISH, SWISH, SWISH, SWISH!!! It was over, but like Anthony I was a wreck. I was in such pain that nothing can ever describe it.

Dan looked at Anthony and I and told us, to our intense relief that we would not have to take any more. Brett and Neil would now experience the rope and the cane. Anthony, Neil and I watched as Brett bent over. Dan reached for the rope. The rope was about two inches thick and knotted at the end. This must have been similar to what sailors of days of yore experienced. THUD, THUD, THUD, THUD!! Great purple bruises developed with each rope contact. Brett then bent over and experienced the same. He screamed as the rope banged into him. I was awful to see.

Finally Dan reached for the cane, and told Neil to bend over again. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK!!!!! Neil howled and the tears flooded down his face. There is no doubt that he was in serious agony. Brett then bent over, his bum a sea of purple welts and red tears. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK!!! At last it was all finished. Brett collapsed. The only sound was the four of us crying. Dan got dressed, picked up his weapons and left. I went over to Anthony and hugged and kissed him. Brett and neil cuddled. A smile, forced through the paid, found its way to Neil's lips. "Well, shall we go back? He didn't ban us from doing it again" We all smiled and ran across the farm and once again dived into the dam. The cold of the water relieved some of the pain.

We didn't see Dan again that day and Brett and Neil left soon afterwards in some borrowed clothes. Anthony and I continued to sleep together. We were too much in love to do otherwise.


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