The Farmboys - Erotica

Prologue

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Prologue

Tommy stepped out of the car and put his foot down on horse dung.

Great.

Sighing dramatically, Tommy said, "So it begins."

He didn't bother to wipe his feet; he knew this was coming from the moment his mother declared that he'd be spending the summer in his uncle's horse ranch, aka The End of His Life. He might as well throw away all his shoes since he was probably going to step into dung everyday.

Fuck this shit.

He'd had to break up with Suzy over this horseshit -literally. He was never going to get a girlfriend like her ever again, he just knew it. But it wasn't like he wanted to break up with Suzy; she wouldn't be with him if he was going away to be a horsesitter for the entire summer. Not that he could blame her.

"Tommy!"

He looked up to see his uncle riding a jet black horse. Behind him, the sun shone brightly in the sky.

Tommy frowned. "Why are you shirtless?" he asked the moment his uncle was close enough to hear. His uncle looked like a rancher straight out of a cowboy romance novel. Any minute now, a damsel in distress would appear and his handsome uncle would gallop off to save her.

His youngest uncle laughed. He looked just like his dead father when he laughed, or so his mother once told him. Personally, Tommy couldn't see the resemblance. Pewter gray eyes, dirty blonde hair, aristocratic nose, pearly white teeth, and a body that spoke of a life of hard labor. Conventionally handsome is how one might describe his uncle.

"Why, you shy, boy?" His uncle's sun-baked skin was finely tanned, stretched over bulging muscles. Tommy only dreamed of having such an impressive body. It was the kind that took years to build, and didn't deflate just as soon as you stopped exercising.

"Don't call me boy."

"Where's your mom? Don't tell me she sent you here with the driver."

She did send him here with the driver. She hadn't even bothered to say goodbye.

He didn't say anything.

"Total banishment, huh? What did you do?"

"You don't know?"

"She didn't tell me."

Tommy looked away. It was so like his mother to throw her problems on someone else, and Tommy was a problem she'd been dying to get rid of.

"I beat up her newest boyfriend."

His uncle laughed. "You really gave her the excuse she's been looking for this time," his uncle said as if he'd read his mind.

Tommy tried but failed to conceal his smug smile. He'd do it again any day. The bastard deserved it for trying to drive a wedge between him and his mother. And he hated his mother more for letting him.

"Come on. Let me show you to your room."

He followed his uncle to the back of the mansion. It was a Georgian style mansion built with red brick, with many windows and a white-as-snow columns. But his uncle's pride and joy were his stables. Where he'd be working without pay this whole summer vacation.

Tommy looked at his uncle's horse with dread. It looked docile now, but stallions had a reputation for being wild and untamable.

He'd heard that being a stablemaster could be quite the challenge.

"So, what do I need to do as a stablemaster?"

His uncle looked back at him with wide eyes, and then he burst out laughing. His horse, sensing his master's joy, neighed and shook his head. The horse was laughing at him too!

"What?" Tommy grumbled. He was affronted at being laughed at, and he didn't even know why!

"You think you're going to be the stablemaster?"

Tommy merely stared, choosing not to say anything. His uncle kept laughing.

Well, he'd thought...

A blush crept up his neck and suffused his cheeks.

"Well, what am I going to do then?"

They reached the stables.

His uncle disembarked expertly and flung the stable doors wide open. It was a typical stable in a ranch, with piles of hay everywhere and three stalls on each side of the stable. His uncle had six horses total, including the one he'd just ridden.

Tommy could almost tell apart the stallions and the mares, but he couldn't be too sure without actually checking. Or asking. From what he could see, the mares had softer gazes compared to the males, and they were smaller in build too.

His uncle led the black stallion to the stall at the very back.

"What breed are your horses?"

"Two Arabians. The rest are purebred."

"Mom told me you have award winning horses." She'd briefly mentioned it while dictating to him where he was going.

Tommy stopped in front of a white mare's stall. With her long, thin neck and draping soft mane, there was know question that the white horse was an Arabian.

"What's her name?"

"That's Jabar. And he's a he."

Ah, right.

"What about this one?"

"That's a mare. Her name is Sylvia."

Tommy reached out a hand to pet Sylvia. "Pretty name."

Curious, Sylvia sniffed this hand, and then presented him with the bridge of her nose. Tommy petted it a few times before he lost interest -and before his hand got wet.

His uncle put the black stallion in his stall. He removed the reins and then the saddle, draping the saddle over the stall's short wall.

"So, what do you want me to do?" Tommy asked again.

His uncle closed the stall door and slid the lock home. He then picked up a shovel near him and presented it to his nephew.

"You're going to shovel straw into stalls, clean up shit, and assist in washing the horses."

Tommy groaned. He'd been expecting this. Really, he had, but expecting it and actually being told to do it were two different things.

His uncle tossed him the shovel and Tommy scrambled to catch it, breaking a fingernail in the process.

His uncle put both hands against his hips and said, "Welcome to my ranch, nephew. Come. I'll introduce you to my boys."

And it was something about the way his uncle said 'my boys' that caught Tommy's attention. Wordlessly, he followed his uncle out of the stables. 

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