Date: Sun, 6 Apr 2008 21:02:04 -0400
From: Cody W <ghost494@live.com>
Subject: Livestock Show

This is all made up. It has to be, no member of the FFA would ever do any
of this stuff.  After reading many stories, I think I finally got one that
will be good.  I hope its good enough that somebody will at least read it
enough to tell me Ghost494@live.com

Other kids do call us Future Fuckers of America. Some think they are funny
and call us Farmers Fucking Animals. That is not real true but I do know
kids who have fucked one of their animals, on a farm. Its easier when you
raise goats or lambs. One kid talks about how he helped or made his brother
fuck a horse. But really, FFA is a bunch of country kids who want something
to do and it really helps when there is no football going on and stuff like
that. Yea, there are city kids in FFA, they just want to be kickers. FFA is
also a great way to get scholarships and other awards. I'm not sure that is
that great for me, I'll probably get one from being an honor student and
grades.

I finally got to show at the Houston Livestock show. I shouldn't say
finally because it was my first time to try. Houston is huge. Both the show
and the city. When we drove through the city, there were more people on the
road that I could see than in my entire town. Driving in Houston really
freaks my dad. We can't talk to him, we can't talk to each other, we can't
have the radio on, we can't even listen to our iPods if its loud enough
that he can hear anything. My mom won't even sit in the front.

I was showing goats. That sounded a lot easier than steers or something.
They smell a whole lot better than chickens or turkeys. I did ok in the
show. It was my lowest place ever but there are a lot more goats at
Houston. And no, I never fucked my goat. I have been naked with my goat.
When I give him a bath at home, I do wear rubber boots but nothing else. My
goat does look at my dick and tries to figure out what it is.

No more real writing about goats from here. I am 14. I'm 5'10" and 120
pounds. I think that is pretty skinny. When I compare to the other boys in
my class, I am skinny.  My friends are about 14 too. One is nearly as tall
as me but he is probably 180. My best friend is 5'7" and got to be almost
200. The best thing about being skinny is that my dick is huge. At least
compared to every one of my friends and that is really every boy in my
class. Don't think it's a monster dick but its about 7 inches. It also
points straight out and it's a booger to bend when hard. That is the bad
thing about being skinny and with a long dick, it really shows up when I
bone up. I can't even hide it with pulling my shirt out, it just tents my
shirt. Every kid in my classes knows when I have a boner.

I got real light brown hair. I mostly wear a cap all the time, my hair
looks so dorky when I don't have a cap on. My pubes are a little lighter
color then my head hair. I wasn't the first one to get pubes but I got them
early. I don't have all that many freckles, most of my family does.

At the Houston Show, you get to run all over the place. You can either stay
in the stall with your animal, some kids sleep ON their steers. Or you can
sleep in the "dorms" they set up. Or you can run around all night and just
sleep other times. Houston has a bunch of food places. Not only do they
have a carnival but also booths for restaurants and cafes. You have to get
sausage on a stick but don't eat it in front of the other kids, they give
you too much shit. It looks like you are sucking dick.

There is also a lot of beer and margaritas and stuff like that. One night
we --- ah, somehow acquired some beer. We drank some before we got into
seeing Toby Keith sing at the rodeo. Then a whole lot more when we ran
around the carnival at night. We got pretty drunk.

It was me and two friends from home, one of their cousins and a friend of
his. They were from another part of the state and a town about the same
size as mine. We had been talking about sex all day long. And then talking
about dicks. My friends we telling the other two boys that my dick was the
biggest of all. I was acting like I didn't want to talk about it but inside
of me I thought it was pretty cool. They quit talking about dicks when we
were looking the Ford trucks. They do have some badass trucks. I was
buzzing enough that it really helped to hold on to a sign. And when I stood
there, my boner popped up. I was standing at an angle so they could
notice. It took awhile but they started noticing. The kids from the other
town were really noticing.

I was really needing to piss. I was almost having to pinch my dick to keep
from wetting my pants. I wasn't about to go into one of the porta-jons they
have set up. Those bother me to all hell. I don't like how small they
are. I hate seeing piles of crap. And I also feel like I'm about to fall
in. I also don't trust anybody outside. I think they are going to tip it
over with me in it. Did I say I hate them? I wasn't the only one, so we
went to the big restroom near where we were supposed to sleep.

It took awhile for me to piss, one to get it started and another to
finish. I was also having to lean back so that my friends could make the
other kids look and my dick. My face was already hot from being drunk but
it really got red when they were talking about me and looking at my dick.
They convinced me to show even more without the pisser in the way.  I was
backing up and I let my jeans fall down. Quarters and nickels went
everywhere. I pulled up my shirt and my dick was pointing out like some
huge handle. I stepped all the way back and leaned against the other wall.

The four other kids all got around me and looked. Then my best friend put
his hand around my dick. I almost fell down when I felt his hand. Then I
started laughing. When I get laughing like that, I sound like a little girl
giggling. The four kids were then looking at me, mostly at my dick and
balls. They were like the judges for the livestock. They told me I had
great testicular development and I surely would be a good breeder. If I
only had more muscles. They all picked up my balls like weighing them. When
they squeezed my dick, I closed my eyes and spread my legs so I wouldn't
fall down.

There was a kid about 9 years old who came in and when he saw what we were
doing, he went right back out. I heard one kid tell the others that they
should make me cum. One of them wanted to go get a sample of the tube they
put bull sperm in but then he didn't want to miss anything. My two friends
then started to jack me for real. They were doing it hard and fast. I was
leaning on the wall and they would reach over and jack me. One would do it
until his arm got tired and then the other one would do it. They would stop
right before I got that feeling. And they jacked different enough that it
took me a long time before I got there.  The kids from the other town stood
back and looked. They were feeling their dicks in their jeans.

I looked over and could see us in the mirror over the sinks. It made me
look like I did have a huge dick. It was pointing so straight out. When
they would let go, and they did that to make me last longer, like it was
torturing me. It was a little. I could see my dick bounce up and down with
my heart beating. Just about the time I thought I was going to shoot cum,
one of them grabbed my balls. He pulled them gently and played with them
but it kept me from shooting.  They said I was begging to shoot after
that. I don't remember much after my balls were picked up. It was like they
finally let me shoot.

They all moved so that my cum wouldn't hit them.  It all squirted on the
floor. I did finish getting out the last drops.  One of the other kids
stepped on my cum on the floor. I thought that was pretty cool.  I pulled
up my jeans and we all left right away. It took me forever to fix my
underwear, I should have pulled them up separate from my jeans.

I ended up sitting on the picnic tables by the food for a long time. I was
so drunk that I didn't want to move. I found out that the other two kids
later went in the same restroom and jacked each other.  My friends won't
admit it but I think they did something behind the camel rides.

My friends haven't given me any shit about it. I think we are going to do
it again, one at a time or all three.  I want them to be the dick in the
middle though, at least part of the time.

By
Cody
Ghost494@live.com