Date: Thu, 14 Jul 2016 17:05:15 -0700
From: Jon Hold <jonhold@earthlink.net>
Subject: Country Born

DTM++; incest, outside, inside; cowboys; scat; oral

Country Born n' Country Raised
by Jon Hold
Copyright ©2007, 2016
jonhold@earthlink.net


Chapter 1
My Dad and I


I was borned on my Daddy's ranch where he'd been borned. His Daddy had been
borned on the ranch and his Daddy, my great-grandfather, had come West in a
covered wagon and had claimed and settled the entire valley that we still
own. I can remember following my Daddy around ever since I was a
litttle-bitty.

My Daddy was the world to me. He was big and he was warm. I loved to
snuggle up close to him and smell his wonderful scent. Daddy let me tag
along and seemed to always know where I was and what I was doing no matter
how busy he got bossing the hands around or doing the work himself. I was
always testing him, just to see what I could get away with. Dad was
patient, but when I finally tested him too far he'd pick me up and test my
bottom. I guess he though he was punishing me, but I kinda liked the
feeling of his big hands on my body. When he'd get really mad and pull my
pants down before putting me across his knees, my little wiener would get
so hard I'd think it was going to explode.

One of the best parts of being around working men was that they accepted me
as "one of the men" and thought nothing of whipping out their huge dicks
(compared to my little tag of flesh—back then anyway) and taking a piss
or dropping their pants so they could squat and take a shit. Wiping while
squatting is awkward at best and some of the guys I knew best, especially
if we were alone, would let me wipe their bottoms for them. Which task I
accomplished with great concentration and care. Seemed like every time I
had to go one or more of my special friends would be around to wipe
me. They all took their time and did a real good job.

Mom was the only female around and, naturally, the men got pretty
horny. They'd jack off or fuck one of the heifers or fillies given the
slightest chance and most of them didn't seem to care one way or another if
I watched or not. Even Daddy would fuck the stock sometimes, but I never
saw him beat off alone. Even when I'd seen Daddy fucking during the day I'd
still hear him messing around with Momma at night. Unless he was really
sick, and Daddy was never sick much, Daddy mounted Momma every night unless
she claimed it was "that time."

I used to love sneaking down the hallway and watching my Daddy mount my
mama. His big ol' balls would bounce around and he'd get so wild that the
bed would be jumping around all over the place and be pounding against the
wall. Momma would be hollering and screeching and begging Jesus to save
her. Poppa would finally go into convulsions, just like our bull did when
he was hit by lighting that time. Momma always yelled something fierce when
Daddy was twitching and hunching up against her like that. The best part
though, to me, was when Daddy would put his butt up in the air and I'd get
to see that long shank of his slide out of Momma. With his butt still up in
the air he'd strip the rubber off his dick and toss it on the floor. Didn't
dawn on me until years later how come he'd throw it clean across the room
over near the door where I'd be standing --- or why he never went looking
for it later.

As soon as I'd retrieved Daddy's used rubber I'd scamper down the hall back
to my room where I'd think up all sorts of games and experiments involving
Daddy's rubber and the white juice he always put in it. Dad's rubbers were
so big that he had to special order them from St. Louis. I could get my
whole dick and balls inside the rubber and twist the ring at the bottom
tight until my hard little dick was firmly trapped and throbbing and then
I'd squish Daddy's juice all over me until my little dickie was just too
sensitive to touch any more. Another of my favorite games was to put my
whole hand into the rubber and make a fist so that it sort of looked like
my Daddy's cock was still in his rubber. My arm didn't fill the rubber the
way Daddy's cock did, but I'd get crazy horny when I'd pretend that it was
Daddy and that he was trying to fuck me with his rubber covered dick. I'd
twist myself up into a ball and push on my little pucker with Daddy's
cum-filled rubber until I just couldn't stand it any more and my dickie was
rubbed raw.

No matter what games I played with Daddy's rubbers though, they'd all end
the same way. With me turning the rubber inside-out while I smelled my
Daddy and licked up every speck of his juice. I loved my Daddy and I loved
his smell and taste. Still do.



Chapter 2 Cowboy Friends


Two of my cowboy friends were special friends of each other too. One time I
saw them go out in the bushes together and I followed them. By the time I
got to them they both had their canvas pants down around their ankles and
were sitting side-by-side on a fallen tree with their butts hanging over
the far side. They were laughing and grunting and trying to get their hands
down in-between each others legs. I walked right up to them and asked if I
could wipe their butts when they were done. They both said, "Sure!". I
leaned up against where their legs were touching so I could look down
between both pairs of legs and watch while they pissed and shat. Mark, the
big one, told me to go ahead and take my clothes off so that when I was
done wipping their butts I could take a shit too. At that age I liked being
naked way more than being dressed (some things never change, do they!) so I
peeled my clothes off in nothing flat. Mark picked me up and put me on his
lap and both he and Sean tickled me and played with my wiener until Mark
finally handed me his toilet paper and told me to get the both of them
cleaned up.

Smiling, I ran around the fallen tree and got behind my two cowboy
friends. Any of the cowboy's hard muscled hairy butts always excited me,
but I was going to get to touch these two at the same time. I put a hand on
Mark's behind to steady myself as I bent over and started using the toilet
paper on Sean, his friend. Sean had pretty sticky shit so it took quite a
bit of wiping to get it really, really clean. The muscles on Mark's butt
were a lot heavier and thicker, so I had to use one hand to hold his crack
open while I wiped him with the other hand. Luckily, he was really easy to
clean, but I knew that he liked me to make sure he was clean so once the
outside was clean I covered my middle finger with three layers of Mark's
toilet paper and carefully pushed it up inside Mark's hole. He helped me
get my finger and the paper in there and then I scrubbed him really good,
just like he'd shown me to do a long time before.

When I was done wiping their asses, Mark and Sean both got up and hugged me
and kissed me and told me what I good boy I was. Then they tried to set me
on the fallen tree to go potty, but it was too big around. Mark sat down
and put me on his still naked thigh. The stiff hairs on his leg were poking
into me, but I really liked the feeling of the big cowboy's hair and the
way he held his hand against my back to help me stay balanced with my
behind hanging over the side of his warm leg. Sean kissed me on the
forehead and told me, "Go potty now, shortstuff." Sean put his hand down
between my legs and held my little wiener down so that I wouldn't pee on
Mark. I held onto Sean and rubbed my face against his hairy forearm while I
had a nice poop and pee.

When I was done pooping, Sean and Mark took turns wiping my behind for
me. They even took me over to the stream and used the cold water to wash me
off. Mark was real careful when he put my butt into the water and used just
the end of his big finger to make sure I was clean inside my hole.

Mark and Sean's weenier got big and hard while they were cleaning my behind
and they started pulling on each other. I asked what they were doing and
Mark said that they were "helping a buddy out." I asked if I could help out
and Sean said that it was a boy's chore to play with a man's balls when he
was jacking off. In no time I had two sets of mens balls in my hands.

Sean's bag was really long and hung down letting his heavy balls almost
reach his knees. More than half-way anyhow. I liked running my hand up and
down the long cords that Sean's balls hung from, but he was kind of
sensitive and I had to be really careful not to hurt him. Anyway, it was
more fun bouncing his balls in my hand and squishing them so that they
slide up inside his bag.

Mark's balls were really different. Sean's balls were big, but Mark's were
huge-mongus! Each of Mark's balls was bigger than my fist and really,
really pretty. His bag held them up in his groin and he had to spread his
legs so I could get to them good. Mark's balls were really tough and he
liked me to punch them and treat them roughly. He said that kept them in
shape so he could fuck Sean's butt really hard. I didn't know what that
meant back then, but it sure sounded like they both liked it. Anyway, I got
to play with Mark's balls any way I wanted to and he kept saying, "Thank
you," and telling me how good I was making him feel.

I asked Mark why he and Sean were peeing on each others hands and Mark just
laughed. "That's not pee, Squirt!" Mark said, lifting his hand to his mouth
and licking off some of Sean's juice. "That's man juice. We men make it so
our dick's will be slippery. It tastes really good. Go ahead and try some
if you're interested."

"Yeah," said Sean, lifting his hand to his mouth and making loud slurping
noises as he sucked Mark's juice off his hand, "Mark has the best tasting
lube juice in America. Maybe in the whole world. Go ahead and try it."

My hands were full, and I really didn't want to let go of the wonderfully
heavy balls I was holding, so I leaned forward, trying to catch some of
Mark's juice as it oozed out from his opening and spun in long spiraling
streamers down to the ground. Sean saw what I was trying to do and pointed
Mark down towards my face so I could lick the juice directly from the end
of Mark's wiener. The first time my tongue wiped across Mark's thing he
moaned really deep in his throat and his knee's bent even wider apart. I
immediately loved the taste and started lapping up every bit of Mark's
juice stuff I could get.

Mark pushed Sean's weenie down in front of my face and said, "Go ahead
little buddy. Clean up Sean's leaky dick too."

Mark was right. Sean's dick leaked even more than his did, and it tasted
stronger too. I loved it! I kept licking one dick or the other while Mark
and Sean kept playing with each other and arguing about whether or not I
could take their "cum." Sean kept saying that I could, but Mark insisted
that they both came too much for me to handle, and besides, the taste would
be too strong for me.

I asked what cum was and they told me that it was what came out of the end
of their dicks when they were done playing with each other. I asked them if
they were going to pee when they were done and they said no, that they were
going to shoot cum, which was thick and white and came out of their balls,
not out of their bellies. I insisted that if it came out of their balls
that I would like it --- and Sean agreed with me, insisting that Mark let
me try because I was doing such a good job licking up their lube juice and
playing with their balls. I wondered if their cum would taste anything like
the stuff I'd been getting from Daddy's rubbers.

Mark finally said, "OK," but added that if I didn't get it all that he got
to fuck Sean in the ass. Sean said that he knew that I'd be able to swallow
it all and that if I did then he got to fuck Mark in the ass. I decided
right then and there that I was going to swallow every bit and that Sean
was going to get to fuck Mark's ass, whatever that meant.

Both men started going after my mouth like it was the most important thing
in the world to them. Sean kept urging me to hold his whole cockhead in my
mouth so I could lock my teeth behind the fat part when he put his cum in
my mouth. Mark kept helping me learn how to hold him in my mouth, but he
kept telling me to take my time and to not hurt myself. I kept watching the
other one while I had one in my mouth, afraid that I might miss
something. I really wanted to get both of them safely into my mouth at the
same time, but Mark's cock and Sean's cock were both so fat that they
stretched the corners of my mouth all by themselves.

Sean started moaning and he held my head in place real tight. "Here it
comes, Baby. Here it comes, Baby boy. Start sucking real hard. Yeah!
Yeah!!! Swallow, Baby! Swallow. Here it is, Baby. Your first drink of man
cum. Don't let any get on the ground, Baby. Suck it all down!"

I was sucking as hard as I could and suddenly my mouth was full and my
throat was full and I couldn't swallow. I snorted and suddenly Sean's cum
was coming out of my nose. I finally swallowed just in time to get the next
spurt. Snorting cum and swallowing cum and breathing cum --- I kept right
on sucking as long as Sean would let me. He finally pushed me off his
bright red end of his dick and I used my finger to wipe all the jism off my
face and put it in my mouth while I was licking up any cum I could find on
Sean's dick or thick reddish-blonde pubic hair.

Mark started to moan and I quickly turned and stuffed as much of his fat
cockhead into my mouth as I could. Just in time too! I hardly started to
suck the first time when Mark shot an even bigger wad than Sean
had. Luckily, Mark's huge cockhead wouldn't actually fit in my mouth, so I
had a lot more room to hold his wad while I sucked on the nose of his
cock. Sucking and swallowing like crazy, I rode the end of Mark's dick
until he was begging me to let him rest.

I looked at both exhausted cowboys and laughed. "I like cocksucking!" I
said. "It's fun!"

Both cowboys started laughing and hugging and kissing me and telling me
that I was now their cocksucking buddy and would I like to cocksuck any of
the other cowboys. Well, there were some of the other cowboys I thought I'd
like to cocksuck, but mostly, I wanted to cocksuck my Daddy. I wondered if
he'd like it as much as Mark and Sean had.

Country Born Chapter 3 Bunkhouse Bunny




Daddy had to take Mommy to the big city but I got to stay with the
men. Burt, who was Daddy's foreman said that he would keep an eye on me. I
didn't care who kept an eye on me because I was going to get to sleep in
the bunkhouse. After dinner I ran ahead of everyone to the bunkhouse and
was naked and raring to go before any of the cowboys even got there. The
cowboys just laughed and teased Sean and Mark, who had been left in charge
of me.

Everyone settled into their normal routines, playing cards, mending
clothes, talking, whatever took their fancy. I moved from lap to lap,
enjoying having the guys touch me and play with my stiff little rod and
delicate balls. I had a wonderful evening --- and then everyone headed for
the showers before going to bed. I was pretty sure that I'd died and gone
to heaven, leastwise that's how it seemed to me. I walked into the steamy
room and there were more cocks than I had ever imagined. All of them naked
and exposed to my roving eyes. Long ones and skinny ones, fat ones and
short ones, long and skinny; skinny and short; short and fat ones; and one
that was really fat and really, really long. Burt, the foreman, was wearing
that one. The Boss AND seriously HUNG! Most had foreskins, a few did not. I
liked them all, and wanted them all in my mouth.

None of the cowboys had any problem as I went from man to man, licking up
precum, trying to remember what each tasted and smelled like, playing with
their balls and trying to be a good cocksucker for the ones that were nice
to me. The first load of cum I took come from Garcia, one of Dads Mexican
cowboys. He was always really nice to me, sharing whenever he made some
real Mexican food and teaching me how to braid some really nice stuff. He'd
even helped me braid a Black Snake whip as a birthday present for my
Dad. Dad loved it and when Garcia told him I'd done all the braiding myself
Dad picked me and kissed me right on the lips, right in front of everybody!

Garcia's pecker was dark brown until it got hard, then it was just
brown. Well, that is, if you could call Garcia's long, fat cock "just"
anything. He tried to pull out of my mouth before he started to cum. I used
my teeth to convince Mr. Garcia that he wanted to leave his pinga (That's
what Mexicans have instead of a cock) right where it was. He shot a lot,
really fast and super hard. I swallowed most of it, but some came shooting
out of my nose. When he was finally done Mr. Garcia picked me up and kissed
me, licking up his leftovers off my face.

He finally put me down and I wandered around the shower, sucking guys dicks
and playing with their balls. Any of them got close they'd call me and I'd
hurry over to them so they wouldn't get their cum all over the floor and
make a mess. The guys were real good about helping each other jack off or
even sucking on their special partner. I got just about everyones cum that
first night and getting sucked off was a real special treat. There was a
lot of kissing and joking around, playing with each other and me. One
cowboy, who called himself Shadow, had just gotten hired and I didn't like
him. Not at all. I didn't like the way he talked to me and I sure as hell
didn't like the way he treated, well... mistreated his horse. He told me he
was ready, to come eat his sperm. I never took my mouth off of Slims dick
Just turned enough to see him. Then I flipped him off! He got mad and
called me some really bad names and came after me. Bull hit him in the side
of his head so hard that he skidded across the floor and hit the wall on
the other side. REALLY hard! A couple of the guys got some rope and tied
him up right there on the floor.

That was kinda the end of the shower. Everybody grabbed their towels and
started drying each other. Sometimes three or four guys drying one guy at a
time in rotation. Seemed like everyone was using their towels to dry me
off. There was some talk about what to do with our bad apple. I said I
wanted him off the ranch and to pay him a dollar a day, but just for
Thursday and Friday because he ate but didn't work today. I wanted him to
be given ten dollars for his horse because nobody who treated a horse like
he did deserved to have one! Mark just said, "His daddy's gone so he's the
boss!" Nobody said anything about that, they just argued about who got to
run him off, and should they give him his clothes back or just run him off
naked. Silently, I voted for naked!

We all went back to the bunkhouse and everybody started getting into
bed. Mark and Sean slept in the same bed and made room in the center. I got
up on the bed and gave each of them a really excellent good-night kiss with
plenty of tongue. Then I climbed back out of their bed and walked across
the room over to where Bull slept. I looked right into his eyes. "Bull, can
I please sleep with you tonight?" Quiet as always, Bull didn't say
anything, just thought real careful and then lifted his blanket and
scooched back a little to make room for me. I climbed up into his bed and
he kissed me real good. Made me get real hard and I ended up kissing him
right back and humping my little peg into the hair on his belly.

Bull felt all over my body getting me to giggling when he explored in my
hairless armpits and down my sides. He kept asking me what was wrong, was I
OK, or was I having convulsions. Every time I tried to answer he'd tickle
me even more and I couldn't say a word. Bull was fun to play with. Gentle
and kind and fun. Later, he asked me if it was OK for him to touch me like
he had been doing.

I looked at him to see if he was joking, but he wasn't, he looked worried
that maybe he'd done something I didn't like. I just snuggled in closer and
kissed him just above one of his great big nipples. "You can touch me any
time, Bull. You touch really nice!"

Bull hugged me and kissed the top of my head. I hugged back and just laid
there for a while, letting Bull hold me and touch me. Then I kinda scooched
further down under Bulls blanket until his boner kind of fell into my
mouth. I really liked the way the whole thing fit right into my mouth so I
could suck him really good. After he filled my mouth with his man juice I
tried to suck on his balls but I was frustrated. I couldn't get even one of
his huge eggs into my mouth. After some experimenting I pushed his balls
all the way up to the top of his ball bag and stuffed all the loose skin in
my mouth. That felt really nice and filled my mouth just like a pair of
most mens balls. They tasted great and were soft like Mama's velvet
dress. As soon as I started sucking Bull got another big ol' boner, so I
dropped the wet sack out of my mouth and moved back up until I could get
the end of Bull's dick in my mouth and suck off another load of his tasty
sperm. Then back down to push his balls back up so I could stuff all his
loose sack back into my mouth. Back and forth, back and forth all night
long. Mostly, I didn't wake up very much, I was running on autopilot and so
was Bull. Just after dawn I sucked another load down my throat and then we
had to get up for morning chores.

I opened the coop and fed the chickens and then collected the fresh eggs
for breakfast. Cookie had me wash them and then I volunteered to wash
Cookies dingus. He allowed as how it just might need cleaning at that. When
I finished that chore to Cookies satisfaction, he gave me a chocolate chip
cookie right out of the oven. HOT! But soooooo good! The guys wanted to
know how come I got hot chocolate chip cookies for breakfast. Cookie
started to say something, but I beat him to it, "Cuz I'm Cookies best boy,
and  y o u ' r e  n o t!" That got a lot of laughter and we all got back to
eating Cookies good cooking.

When Dad got back he and I had a talk and decided that I was old enough to
spend the night with the cowboys at least one night a week, if, 1. they
invited me *without coercion* and 2. I wanted to. And 3. all my school work
was up-to-date.


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