Blake’s Prank From Hell…. Taking Down The Bull
by Levi BB
The sun had just begun to set over the vast, wooded landscape as the Sterling family's gleaming Yukon rolled down the road, embarking towards the family's vacation home. After Sam and Jacob had been camping with Sam’s family earlier in the year, his aunt and uncle had invited him to their large vacation home out in the rural Missouri woods. Sam was eager to join, and Jacob was coming along for the ride!
Jacob gazed out the window from the rear seat, marveling at the towering pines that flanked the path. He couldn't help but feel a sense of unease creep over him as they delved deeper into the wilderness.
Inside, Sam’s cousin Blake sat in the passenger seat with his legs spread wide, showing off his muscular thighs in his tight jeans. The 22-year-old curly blonde country stud stared out the passenger side window, eagerly waiting for the weekend to start. Blake was the spitting image of a handsome young country boy—tall with a strong, muscular build, green eyes, and a pair of well-worn cowboy boots that were covered in dust and sweat from his summer of outdoor adventures. Aubrey, her petite features framed by cascading blonde hair, emanated ageless beauty in her mid-40s. Although she seemed to have a faint melancholy clouding her beautiful green eyes as she steered the large vehicle down a winding dirt road surrounded by tall trees.
Blake boasted loudly about his various summer adventures, his voice booming through the vehicle. In the back, Blake’s 18-year-old cousin Sam and his best friend Jacob chattered excitedly.
"So this place is off the grid? No cell service?" Jacob asked, looking out the window at the endless woods.
"Yup, you gotta learn to disconnect sometimes," Blake boasted. "Last summer I went deer hunting and almost bagged a 10-pointer. Came this close!" He held his thumb and forefinger an inch apart.
Sam rolled his eyes. He knew Blake was full of shit half the time. But he was still excited to spend a week in the rustic wilderness-surrounded mansion.
As they approached a long gravel driveway that led to the estate, Jacob's jaw dropped. It was huge! The vacation home was a sprawling, multi-story Tudor-style behemoth, dwarfing the surrounding trees. Its massive wraparound porch is stained dark, and giant windows overlook mountains covered in trees.
Blake hopped out and stretched, his tight gray knit shirt with a popped-up collar riding up to expose his chiseled abs. The front of his wrangler jeans displayed a rather impressive bulge, and the backside hugged his muscular bubble butt. "Welcome to paradise, boys!"