Stretchy Time On The Farm
by tannim
August 19, 2009

	Esme watched her son Tosh and his friend Sean running, walking, climbing around the farm yard.  There wasn't really anything to DO so late in the year.  The field was harvested, the fruit trees were full the wood was cut, but it was still a wonderful place to bring the children.  Both boys loved the open space where they could run around... nude.  She was naked as well, and appreciative of that freedom and the view too, of course.  There weren't any people around for more than four miles of open fields.  Her parent's were away on vacation and she had the place to herself, and the boys.

	While she worked the grill, veggie burgers for her and Tosh and ground beef for Sean, she watched the two boys.  Tosh was eight, nearly nine, and Sean was nine already.  Both were used to see each other, and her, naked.  Both were used to touching each other as well.  Tosh waved to his mom from standing on top of the fence, but her frown made him quickly climb down and look embarrassed.  Sean laughed but her expression focused on him and he apologized.  She didn't like them making fun of each other.

	"Only bad men make fun of other men!" She'd scold them, or some variation.

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	After dinner they sat around, Esme rubbing Tosh's penis and balls absently while he and Sean leaned against her large motherly breasts.  The mother goat was soft and smelled nice and Sean had seen her mating her son with a strap on several times.  She hadn't brought it this time, to Tosh's disappointment.

	As her fingers tugged at the kid's foreskin, Sean leaned forward. He looked amazed as it stretched further and further.  The fox looked down at his own and tugged it. Sean played with his a lot, both boys did, but while Sean's was long and stretchy, Tosh's seemed longer as Esme pulled it.  There was a long Anteater like end to both boy's foreskins from all their happy pulling over their youth.  Tosh loved to have his mom play with it and she'd been quite happy to do so.

	Tosh became erect as she rubbed him and Sean forgot about the stretching while Tosh climbed between her legs and mated the mature woman.  Her slightly chubby form welcomed him and Sean felt himself stiffening while he watched the incestuous love.  Little goat balls slapped against large goat labia.  Tosh's cock never popped its head out of his foreskin as he pumped into Esme.  Neither minded at all.  The lose skin at the end of his penis added an extra texture as it rolled and drug along inside his horny mother.

	She guided his mouth to her long nipples and let him suckle her as he mated.  She invited Sean to take the other and as he did so she leaned back, content.

****

	"You're really long aren't you?" Sean said to Tosh later.

	"Uh huh!  Mom and I have been really stretching, heehee." Tosh said proudly.

	"I bet you can't stretch over the wood cutting stump!"

	"I can too!" Tosh ran over to it and pulled his Anteater enthusiastically.  The stump was nearly two  feet wide but he cleared it easily, with plenty of boy skin left.

	"Huh..." Sean looked around, determined not to be impressed despite obviously being so.

	The fox hurried over and tried to pull his own that far.  It barely made the distance.  His hand was trembling from effort of stretching himself that far but he looked up anyway.  "See, I can too!"

	"I bet, I can stretch from the wood pile to the stump" Tosh looked smug, knowing Sean couldn't.

	"Yeah, and I bet you CAN'T stretch from the wood pile to... err... this pot hole!"  The fox stood eight and a half feet away from Tosh at the wood pile and scuffed the dirt around on the pothole in the track.

	Tosh looked doubtful but shrugged.  "Ok, but you'll have to pull me."

	Sean giggled and ran forward.  He pinched, a few times, the tip of Tosh's sagging foreskin and then got a good grip and pulled on it.  The nine year old fox backed up slowly, with Tosh watching and rather enjoying the grip, and pulled further and further back.   When Sean passed the stump he was frustrated.  When he passed the ant hill he was impressed.   When he reached the pot hole, he was shocked.

	Tosh thrust his arms into the air like a touchdown and closed his eyes proudly.  He was feeling great having managed to stretch all of eight and a half feet, give or take an inch or two.  Sean held the long taught boy skin and watched.  He wiggled it and swished it back and forth.  It was amazing how long Tosh had gotten, and how it could fit in so small a droop when he wasn't stretched.  While not stretched Tosh hung down only nine inches of loose foreskin beyond his tip.

	As they went back in Sean wondered if he could play jump rope with the kid's long flesh rope.