Date: Sat, 11 Feb 2006 07:17:36 EST
From: Jameshocfecit@aol.com
Subject: On the Farm (Summer of 61)

ON THE FARM
(Summer of 61)

THIS IS TRUE, ONE OF THE MANY FUN  TIMES I HAD WITH MY COUSIN ON HIS
GRANDMOTHERS FARM.

Since I  can remember me and my cousin Devon had  been playing with each
others little penises, and I don't recall ever feeling  any guilt, fear, or regret.
 We  seemed always to be fascinated with each others cocks and balls, and our
bodies,  and more than anything, had a lot of fun.
Dev  was born and lived in Abilene Kansas, his mother divorced, they both
lived with  my Great Aunt, (his Grandmother) on her farm directly north of
Abilene.  By the age of 4 or 5 I was spending my  summers there, and he would be in
Colorado for  Christmas.  The summer of 1961 we  were both 8 years old, and
completely comfortable with each other, no shame, but  by this time had learned
to be discreet, and keep our little adventures out of  sight for the most
part.  We never  did get into fucking, or anything anal, it was all absolute
fascination with our  cocks, our nipples, feet, balls.
Dev's  penis was entirely different from mine.  It's difficult to say
whether he was average size for that age, but, he  was a little shorter than mine.
It  was narrow, a very ivory white, and his foreskin was (is) thin, silky, and
a  little tight.  When his skin was  retracted, especially when hard, his
glans was always this cherry red, smooth  with little flare, and shaped like the
nub of a bullet.  His slit had this little gathering of  skin in the cleavage,
kind of bunched up, and a tight frenulem, and when hard,  sort of bent
downward from the end, like a little  faucet.
Mine,  on the other hand, (!) was just a little longer, a little thicker,
darker, and  my foreskin was, by that time, a lot looser than his.  My glans is
pinker, and my skin when  retracted is very pink on the inside, and very moist.
 This was always one of the advantages,  because we thought we had invented
docking, and it was a lot easier for him to  slide inside my skin than it was
for me to get inside  his.
Just a  little background.
This  was probably in the middle of July of that year.  It was very hot,
dusty, and we had been  playing, (really playing with our pants on) around the
barn.  We had gone inside to get out of the  sun, and were fooling around, a
little wiped out from the sun, and just laying  in some straw.  The barn doors
were  open a little, and we could see the farm house, and to the right, where one
of  the doors was opened wider was a shed.  There was kind of a wall of baled
straw between the barn and the shed.
Dev  wanted to go inside to get something cold to drink, and we were just
about out  of the barn when we heard one of the farm hands talking.  Still on our
way out, we heard him say,  `stay here, gonna check it out.'  Then heard a
woman's voice say "OK".  Dev motioned for me to stay out of  sight, and then
whispered in my ear that "he's gonna fuck her."  That was new to me, I knew
what fucking  was, but had no idea what it looked like.  The farm hand
apparently tried to open the shed door, but it was  locked.  By this time my cousin had
 taken my hand and we snuck very quietly behind the straw  bales.
This  put us about 12 feet from where they were standing, We had a nice view
of their  profile, cause he pushed her up against the wall of the shed and
pulled her  dress up and started fingering her pussy.  Something else I had never
seen.  He let go of her, while she held up her skirt, pulled her panties
down,  and unbuttoned his fly.  His dick  was already hard and looked really nice.
 First adult boner I had ever seen, it was circumcised, and bounced when  his
balls came out.  Then he did  something that I wasn't expecting.  He tore
open a little package and pulled out this whitish thing and  unrolled it over his
arched up hard on.   Dev had his hand in my crotch,  feeling my stiff one,
already with a big wet spot, (I've always been a dripper,  even before I started
to cum), and we both had eyes glued to that guys  cock.
He slid  it inside her.  She moaned and said  something in Spanish.  Watching
him  shoving his cock back and forth, grunting, I remember seeing the sweat
dripping  in his face, even though they were in the shade of the building.  It
took only 3 or 4 minutes, and he  groaned once more, fell against her panting,
I remember she had let go of her  skirt, and had both hands on either side of
her, palms against the  wall.
He  stayed that way a few minutes, pushed himself upright, dick glistening
with the  sheen of the rubber, and hanging heavy.  With both hands, he pulled
the rubber off holding the base with one, and  the tip with the other and threw
it against the shed where it fell into a  bush.  His cock looked wonderful,
but the show was short, he used the tail of his shirt to wipe it off, and
before  we both knew it, he was buttoned up and gone.  The Mexican girl fluffing
herself up,  poofing her hair, stayed for a few seconds, then walked the other
way.  Hardly anything said between the two of  them.
After  they were gone, Dev had his hand in my fly and I had been feeling his
rigid dick  under his pants, he giggled, and showed me the wet hand from the
stuff oozing  from my cock.  We still kept very  quiet, massaging each others
dicks, when he said, in a whisper again, `lets go  get the bag..'  I wasn't
sure what  he meant, until he started to creep over to the bush where the guy
had thrown  it.  I followed, not quite  ready,  but Dev picked it off one of
the branches holding it by the opening, held it for me to see, and then motioned
 for us to go back to the barn.
In the  back of the barn, the light wasn't so good, just narrow shafts that
came through  the boards of the walls, but good enough to see the treasure we
had just  found.  We both examined it, it was  very thin, and the end was
filled with the hands jizz.  Dev asked me if I wanted to feel it, but  I told him
to go first, which he did, sticking his index finger inside just  touching the
surface of the pool inside.  "Its warm!", and then he took his finger out and
put it to his nose to  smell.  (We were very into the  smells of our cocks).
He gave  it to me, and I did the same thing, and remember the slick feeling
inside, and  the warm cum.  Dev had his cock out,  and was on his knees in
front of me, said, "I want to try it on" so I handed it  to him, got on my knees,
and undid my fly and pulled my aching hard on out, and  it was aching.  Then
he said, `you  put it on me', and gave it back to me, and so with both hands,
literally  shaking, I carefully placed the opening over the nipple of his
skin, his cock  hard and standing parallel with his belly, the rubber dangling
heavy with the  weight of the fluid, and very slowly eased it down over his
cock,  at one point taking it in my left hand  and holding it so it was straight
out, and the jizz wouldn't  leak.
It was  like putting a size 13 shoe on a size 6.  It hung off his cock like
an oversized overcoat, but looked hotter than  hell, and when I squeezed his
stiff dick inside the rubber, I felt the cum slosh  over his shaft, and felt it
jerk.  That did it.
I  wanted him to do the same with me, so I carefully took it off his now
slimy cock  and he took it and repeated the same on mine.  The feel of that rubber
sliding down my  shaft, and his hands holding it close so no cum dripped out
was  indescribable.  It was tighter on my  dick, but not much, and the feel of
the cum on my skin was beautiful.  Seeing Dev's dirty hand holding my
sheathed boner, and his rigid dick bobbing up and down, his skin puckered like  it
was trying to kiss someone was pretty amazing.
We got  a little braver with the rubber, he got his index finger between it
and my  shaft, and worked his way to the end.  There was no reservoir, just a
blunt tip, and I watched his finger probe  in the jizz, and then stick his
finger inside my skin, getting the cum around my  glans.  I did the same with him,
 except it was a little harder cause I couldn't get my finger under his skin,
it  was too snug, so I took the rubber off, and pulled his skin back, kind of
 snapping over the ridge, he was so hard, and then pulled the rubber back on,
 bathing his dick in the cum
Both of  us up to then weren't physically able to shoot a load, but we
pretended that  that cum was ours,  still getting  the feeling of a climax, over and
over.
We  jacked off the rest of the afternoon, well in to the night, and for the
next two  days played with that used condom until it literally fell apart.
Later  that summer, now knowing what a rubber was, Dev was able to steal a
couple from  that same farm hand, and sure enough, a week before I had to go
home to  Colorado, I was jerking him off in one of the rubbers, (still too big
for him)  when he grabbed my hand tight with his hand, both of us gripping his
rubbered  boner, when he threw his head back, squealed, and I felt the warm
gush of his  very first semen, felt it blow up the end of the bag, and felt his
body  shudder.
I kept  hold, him collapsing on his back from the kneeling position we always
seemed to  take.  My cock throbbing.  He giggled, I giggled, I slid it off
his  still stiff dick, put it to my nose, smelled the amazingly clean sweet
smell,  feeling a little jealous, but very close to him at that minute.  He sat
up, took it and looked at it real  close, looked at his cock which was getting a
little soft, and the last drop of  his jizz just showing  from the  rosebud
skin nip.  He felt his wet  cock, and it jerked, took the drop from the end of
his skin and stuck it inside  mine, and then slid his used rubber over my
cock.
I  wanted to cum so bad, just like him, I leaned back, hands behind me and
let him  jack me off with his cum and used rubber, and then, after about 20
minutes, I  felt my dick start to edge to that wonderful itch, that intense
tickle, his  cock, revived, hard and sticky in my hand, watching him move that sudsy
rubber  up and down my shaft, my skin wet with his jizz, and like a cork
popping from a  champagne bottle, my dick took over my brain, body, and universe,
feeling every  spurt vibrating through the middle of my penis, splashing
against the blunt end  of the rubber, and spilling over my glans, dripping out the
end on my balls, and  Dev's still pumping hand.
This actually happened.  It  couldn't have been better.  Both of  us reaching
that point in our bodies that signaled a monumental change.  That wasn't the
end of the fun that  night, or, in fact, for the next 20 years, but it added a
whole world of  dimension to the fun and adventure  we had with each other
and each others cocks, discovering the tastes, the  smells, the sensations our
two cocks together shared.
This is  one little chapter.  Got  more.
Thanks  for reading this.
Jim
_Calcheese@msn.com_ (mailto:Calcheese@msn.com)
or
Calcheese8@yahoo.com