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Farmboys (MM)
by Anonymous

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WARNING: This story contains descriptions of sexual
         acts between MINOR boys and an ADULT male.


Summer  had finally come and I made it up to my uncle's farm  for
a  week  away  from work.  All winter in  the  city,  I'd  looked
forward to getting up there.  And I'd thought a great deal  about
Shawn,  a lovely 12 year old who I'd known since he was half  his
age.   Shawn is the middle boy of a dirt poor farm  family.   I'd
never  quite understood how his father made a living on his  only
visible  means  a support, a tiny garage video  store.   But  I'd
enjoyed  my  visits  up there in previous years  and  I  remember
playing around outside with Shawn and his younger brother.   We'd
throw  frisbees  and otherwise clown around.  I had  never  given
Shawn much thought until last summer when as we played, he seemed
to  hang  around me alot.  More than a few times, he  slapped  me
playfully on the ass.  And I remembered the movies we'd seen over
at his house.  I knew his dad rented x-rated movies and sometimes
I  wondered  how  many of them he'd watched when  his  dad  wasnt
around.  I had recognized some of the titles when I'd browsed the
tapes.   There were more than afew which were less plot and  more
fucking and sucking.  I wondered if he'd seen the sucking.

At Christmas, when I was up for only a day, I managed to go  over
to  Shawn's place just to say hello.  There he was, on the  floor
watching his brother play a video game.  I stuck my toe playfully
between  the  cheeks of his backside and gave him a nudge  and  a
cheery,  "Hi pal...how'ya been?"  He turned and grinned and  told
me fine.  I couldn't believe his adorable smile.  His eyes lit up
as he turned and saw me.  Shawn's hair was longer and he  sported
a single earring.  We chatted about pretty much nothing but I was
so anxious to put my hands on him, I finally cradled his cheek in
one  had  while pretending to examine his earring.   Holding  his
face in my hands was the only touch I had of him last  Christmas.
"That's  pretty  rock and roll for a farm kid," I offered,  as  I
made sure my touch was more of a carress.  He lingered and let me
hold  him as long as I dared in the room where his older  brother
was also watch.

"Yeah, a regular faggot," his twenty year old brother snorted.  I
saw  the instant hurt in Shawn's face.  He was  embarrassed  that
his  brother had said such a thing in front of me.  I spent  days
wondering what that meant...whether he was calling Shawn a faggot
because  of  the earring or because of something  else  that  had
happend  recently.  But for the moment, I just winked at him  and
sqeezed his cheek lovingly.  There would be another time we could
talk about THAT.

Just  an hour before I had to end my Christmas, I happened to  be
over  at his house to say goodbye.  He was on the couch,  dressed
in  a  pair  of bib overalls and a flannel  shirt.   All  that  I
touched of him was his bare feet.  We wrestled momentarily and he
stuck a foot up to my face.  It was just reaction.  I grabbed his
foot  as  he poked me with it.  And I ran my  tongue  across  the
underside of his toes.  He seemed abit surprised at that.

"You taste pretty good, lad.  I'll have to remember that!"

He  looked  away  momentarily but he  smiled.   I  just  laughed,
reached down and slapped his jeans on the backside.

"Well, I gotta go.  Maybe I'll be around this summer to see ya."
And  with that, I left to make my goodbyes to my uncle  and  aunt
before I hit the road.

-0-

When the first summer day of my farm vacation started, it  wasn't
an hour before Shawn had spied my car in my uncle's driveway.  He
was  over.   He  just  hung  by the  back  door  waiting  for  an
invitation  inside.   I  didn't hesitate for I had  come  to  the
country to see Shawn as much as I'd come to see my uncle.

"Hi bud,"  I said, "good to see ya.  Come on in."  I gave  him  a
one-armed  hug,  one of those older brotherly kind of  hugs  that
most people don't pay much attention to.  He was in the house  in
a flash and while my uncle and aunt found him obnoxious, they let
it go because they knew we were sort of buddies.  They  certainly
didn't  know how close we were and how close I'd like  to  become
with  him.   He  spent the early evening sometimes  with  me  and
sometimes at home.

After  a good family dinner and a talk, the evening grew late  by
farmers's  standards.  It was pushing eight o'clock.  I  knew  my
uncle and aunt would be going to bed soon for they were always up
by four.  They knew I was a night owl and they weren't  surprised
when I said I was going to go across the street to visit with the
neighbors  for awhile.  I practically ran across the road  but  I
slowed down and got into my "neighborly" attitude when I  knocked
on their rickety back porch door.

Shawn's  dad  answered  the door.  We had me afew  times  and  we
exchanged  pleasantries.  He invited me on in to the living  room
of  their modest (and rather trashy) house.  It was your  typical
poor farmhouse.  The only thing less than twenty years old was  a
Sony TV, two VCR's and a Nintendo.

"We're just getting ready to turn in but you're welcome to  stick
around and watch a movie with the boys," he said.  I didn't  need
a  second  invitation.  Shawn and his ten year old  brother  were
sprawled on the floor watching Top Gun for what had to have  been
the hundredth time.  After all, they had five hundred  videotapes
for  rent  out in the garage.  I made myself at home on  the  old
couch, adjusting my shorts downward so as to prevent the crowding
that was coming as my dick grew in anticipation.

"Great movie!" I said, thinking it was mosty great because it had
just started.  And lets face it, Tom Cruise never looked better.

"You boys, get ready for bed...you can watch the movie but I want
your  faces and hands washed and you in your PJ's.  Do  it  NOW!"
Their dad had a commanding way about him.  He wasnt hard, but  he
was  firm and the boys hustled upstairs obediently, racing so  as
not to miss the entire first fighter scene.

"That's  pretty  good,"  I said to their dad, as  I  glanced  up,
approvingly that they had jumped to his command.

"They mind.  Well, you enjoy yourself.  Maybe tomorrow I can  get
you  to  buy off some of this inventory from me."   He  had  been
wanting  to sell of his tapes because most of the farmers in  the
area had already seen most of them.  We said our good nights  and
he  went on upstairs.  In the next couple of minutes,  excitement
built in my loins as I anticipated being almost alone with Shawn.
I  tugged at my terrycloth shorts again, stretching them to  make
much  more  room.  They were short and loose and as I  tugged,  I
felt the bare hardness of my growing penis.

Shawn flew down the stairs wearing a long shirt of his dads.   No
long  pants.  I could see his slender, hairless boylegs  and  the
length  of  his shirt hiding what I had longed to see.   He  went
directly into the kitchen and brought out a bag of potato chips.

"These'll be good," he said as he settled back  down  on
the  floor.  He put the bag of chips between us.

"I remember last winter...YOU tasted pretty good too."  I  looked
directly at him to see if he remembered what I was talking about.
He grinned and looked away, sort of rolling his eyes as if to say
"Oh yeah, THAT!"

I grabbed the bag of chips and put them on the couch and  enticed
him  as if to indicate that if he wanted any of those  chips,  he
was going to have to share them up here with me.

"Aw come on up here and keep me company,"  Shawn hopped up on the
couch,  his  back up against the armrest and his legs  drawn  up,
almost touching my leg as I sat near the other end of the  couch.
His  brother  Jason stumbled down the stairs and took  his  place
directly  in front of the TV.  I knew he would be occupied  as  I
hoped to be with his brother.

We sat for awhile watching.  Shawn slid down on the couch and his
bare  feet were up against my leg.  Boy seduction is a  specialty
of  mine and I know just how it's done.  I put the bag  of  chips
between  his  legs and he spread himself to make room  for  them.
Now I could see the crotch of his underpants and I stared them as
often as I dared.  I was hoping he would notice.  For a  shrimpy,
skinny  twelve year old, he filled out those briefs pretty  well.
I  noticed  they fit rather loosely and I could  almost  see  his
balls where the leghole was separated from his skin. It was  hard
not to stare.  After we munched awhile and shared a Pepsi, I  put
them on the floor.

"It's a little cool tonight," I mused as I grabbed a nearby quilt
and  placed it over us.  In doing so, I put his bare legs  on  my
lap,  slid  alittle closer to him so his thighs  and  knees  were
resting  across  my own thighs.  I covered him and myself  so  we
shared  the  blanket.   It left my hands  under  the  covers  and
resting on him.  We kept watching the movie and all the while,  I
stroked  the  inside of his calf with one hand and  the  top  and
slightly  to  the  inside of one of his thighs  with  the  other.
Shawn was enjoying the attention; I could tell it when I  glanced
at him and saw his satisfaction.

By  this time, I had a raging hard on and I could hardly  control
myself.   I  moved my left hand to the inside of  his  thigh  and
rested  it  there.  To my surprise, he spread his  legs  alittle,
giving me more access to his innner leg.  And he moved his leg so
it  was  pressing against my own excitement.  He knew.   I  could
feel  my  own wetness and my dick was pressing against  his  soft
leg.  I adjusted his leg so it pressed even more intensely on  my
erection  and  he  slid it back and  forth  just  alittle,  which
brought  me to exhale deeply and look at him.  Shawn was  staring
right  at my face and he smiled a naughty little smile.  What  an
incredible face has.  Broad lips, boyish grin, turned up nose and
curly  long  brown locks.  His hair was very long and  it  curled
below  the  nape  of his neck.   It was all I could  do  to  keep
myself from reaching down and kissing him on the mouth.  Instead,
I  slid  my  hand from his thigh to his groin and  I  brushed  my
fingers across the top of his underpants.  He was hard as a  rock
and looking right into my eyes.

I whispered to him.  "Hey, you have what I have."  I squeezed his
dick and the muscles in his legs convulsed with pleasure.   While
Jason  sat in front of the TV watching practice flights over  the
California mountains, I slid my hand under the stretched legbands
of  Shawns  underpants.  There was little or  no  elacticity  for
Shawn was one of those lads who peed by pulling a legband to  the
side.   All  winter, I'd dreamed of putting my  hand  on  Shawn's
boyhood  and  here it was at hand, firmly in my hand.   For  only
twelve, his dick had to have been at least four inches long.  And
thicker  than  I expected for such a diminuitive lad.  I  ran  my
thumb  over  the turgid head and felt a  slight  wetness.   There
wasnt much there.  But I slipped his dick outside his shorts  and
gethered  what  moisture was on the end of it.  And I  pulled  my
hand out and licked my thumb, gazing directly into his eyes.

Shawn  looked at me in wonder but he smiled.  I put my hand  back
under  the  quilt  and onto his member.  He  slid  down  further,
pressing  his bottom against my leg.  That made it easier for  me
to  hold him but he had other things in mind.  Now his  own  hand
was close enough to my dick that he was able to sqeeze it through
my  shorts.   I reached over and released my  hardness  from  its
shorts  and  my dick stuck straight towards him.  Neither  of  us
could  see what we were doing under the blanket but we  held  and
sqeezed  each  other's dicks.  As I would squeeze his,  he  would
squeeze  mine. As I would rub his up and down, he would rub  mine
similarly.  As I would roll my thumb across the head of his dick,
he  would  do the same to mine.  I knew I was drooling  all  over
his hand for his fingers were slippery.

"You  better quit that," he whispered and I nodded and rolled  my
eyes and smiled, saying, "Really!"

"Jason," Shawn called.  "Go to bed...you're half asleep!"
"No I'm not," the ten year old insisted.
"Yes  you  are...go  on upstairs.  I'm not dragging  you  to  bed
again."  With that, Jason got up and dragged his own self out  of
the room and up the creaky stairway.

I  knew that we were finally alone and no one would surprise  us.
Any movement in THIS old house and you can hear it.  After he was
gone, I turned back to Shawn.

"Okay...now I'm gonna get you off," I said as I leaned up and put
myself  between his legs.  "I'm dying to find out how  sweet  you
taste."   I gave Shawn no time to think about it.  As  I  removed
the quilt from his lap, I saw his firm young dick.  His head  was
reddish and perfectly formed.  Sticking straight up.  I uncovered
his  privates completely by sliding the stretched leg elastic  to
the opposite side of his scrotum.  It revealed a twinge of  curly
brownish  hair...only  a  whisp  around  his  otherwise  hairless
midsection.   With a featherlight touch, I grazed his gonads  and
ran  my  nail ever so lightly on up to the end of his  dick.   He
flenched  and  his dick bounced firmly up to meet my  finger.   I
reached my fingers around and gave it a firm squeeze.  The  skin
stretched  as  it  swelled to its maximum  firmness.   Finally  I
lowered  my grasp to hold Shawn's organ at its base  and  reached
down and took the head of his boy organ into my mouth, getting it
wet  and putting biting pressure with my lips.  He was rock  hard
and  sticking straight up.  Finally I tasted him with  my  tongue
and it was everything I had hoped for.  I wet his penis, took  my
mouth  off of it and rubbed its wetness across the outside of  my
mouth, across my cheeks and across my nose.  Ah, the smell of  it
and the feel of it on my face.  I kissed it then took all of  him
into my mouth and moved up and down on him, licking and  sucking.
Within thirty seconds, his thighs tightened and I felt his  whole
pelvis  shudder  as  he spurted his boyload  into  my  mouth.   I
withdrew  him,  all but the head so that I could feel  his  semen
flow  from  the end of his dick onto my tongue and I  tasted  the
saltiness  of this tiny mandick's treasure.  Shawn was giving  me
all  he had.  I swallowed his love cum and sucked his dick  until
he had no more.  There is nothing like boycum.  And nothing  like
the taste and smell of puberty.

Where he had leaned back and tensed his body, he relaxed as if he
were  dead  of  exhaustion.   I looked up at him as  I  took  his
boyhood  from my mouth and kissed it and rubbed again  around  my
mouth and face.

"Oh  wow.  That's the first time it ever felt THAT good!"   Shawn
closed  his  eyes and opened his mouth as he lay  on  the  couch,
totally spent.  I leaned forward and kissed his lips.  He  closed
them  only slightly and remained totally relaxed so I could  kiss
him and lick his beautiful mouth.  I held his cheeks in my  hands
and kissed all over his boyface.

"You  are  so sweet, Shawn."  I just held him,  kissed  him,  and
stroked his curly hair.  "You're just delicious.  I want to  lick
you all over."

He just lay there but whispered, "After that, you can do whatever
you want."

"I havent had enough of you yet, boy." I whispered back.

With that, I reached down and slipped his underpants off of  him.
His  dick was still swollen but no longer hard.  Shawn was  small
for his age so I easily lifted his legs upwards.  I ran my  hands
under  his oversized shirt from his hips up his sides and  across
to his shoulders and back down his chest.   I carressed his flat,
hairless  chest,  down across his belly and ran my hands  to  the
outside,  taking his boy bottom in my hands.  The cheeks  of  his
fanny  were  warm to the touch and babysoft.  I  spread  them  to
reveal the innner place of his rear end.

"I'm going to lick you everywhere," I whispered, as i lifted  his
pelvis  up.   His soft legs were over my head and resting  on  my
shoulders  and  back.  In doing so, his cheeks were spread  so  I
could  see every pubescent part of him.   I bent down and  licked
the  length of his dick.  In short strokes, I lowered my  tasting
to his boysack and licked his balls all around, lingered at their
base,  just and inch from his hairless ass.  As I ran my  toungue
around  the edges, I knew he was enjoying the sensation  for  his
ballsac witdrew and became rough and firm.  And I licked  further
down;  my  tougue sampling the ridge of rough  skin  between  his
balls  and his bumhole.  I knew he was enjoying the warm  wetness
of my tongue in a place he had never felt a mouth's sensation.

And then I moved to the reddish flower that was his most  private
place.   All  over the crack of his little bottom, I gave  him  a
tonguing  that thought about the similarity between the  lips  of
his  bottom and the lips of his mouth.  It caused me to  suddenly
explode in my own lap.  I could hardly concentrate on the washing
I  was  giving  him, my orgasm was so  intense.   My  whole  body
shuddered  in a climax caused with no stimulation except for  the
feeling of my tongue and my mouth on his perfect little fanny.

I  hardly noticed that Shawn's dick had grown to its former  size
and  was  invitingly sticking straight towards  his  bellybutton.
When  the  rush of my own cumming subsided, I could see  that  he
wanted more.  So I moved back to give my attention to his boyrod.
This time he would not be so quick to reach his climax.

As Shawn lay on his back with his eyes closed, I told him to just
stay  relaxed and enjoy the feelings I was giving him.  His  legs
remained  up  around my neck.  I reached to my thigh,  dipped  my
index  finger  in my own spent orgasm and wet his anus  with  it.
And  then  I continued gently sucking, licking and  prodding  his
penis  as I fingered his rectum.  My finger did not go in  easily
except  for the fluid which made it easier.  I only entered  with
the tip of my finger for I didn't want to make him uncomfortable.
I just played with his asshole, fingering in and out and  around.
I  concentrated most of my attention is his firm dick and I  felt
his excitement build to a peak that spent once again in my mouth.
He came less this time but I enjoyed it nonetheless as I  watched
his  stomach  muscles tighten and felt the muscles in  his  groin
spasm  a  half  dozen  times to feed me  what  of  his  boyjuices
remained in him.

"That  was two good ones for me," he sighed.  And then he got  up
and pushed me backwards so this time it was ME who was laying  on
my back.  "Lets have a look at this," he said as he uncovered  me
to return my favors.

Shawn  was  surprised to see that I had already cum.   "When  did
THAT happen?"

"When  I  was  licking your buns, pal.  You made  me  cum  in  my
pants,"  I  said softly, as I watched him clean me  up  with  his
wadded up underpants.

He  grinned.  "Yeah, that was different.  You can do that  to  me
again if you like it so much."

"Count on it, Shawn.  I'll be here for a week."  We leaned up and
watched  the  credits  to the movie we'd  missed.   As  the  tape
started to rewind, I kissed my loveboy on the mouth again, got up
and said "I'll see you tomorrow."


   		       Chapter 2

I slipped between the rough cool cotton sheets on the hidabed  of
my uncle's living room.  This first night of my weeklong visit to
the farm was more than I ever dreamed.  I had just seduced Shawn,
the most beautiful 12 year old I'd ever seen.  I was too keyed up
to go to sleep.  I recounted the last two hours in my mind.  Just
across  the  road, I'd been on the couch with this  loveboy.   So
clearly,  I  remember kissing his face, playing  with  his  long,
curly  brown locks, sucking his perfect dick, and cumming  in  my
pants  as  I licked his hairless, sweet asshole.  I  expected  to
spend  all  week,  just  finding  satisfaction  to  squeeze   his
buttcheeks  once.   But tasting him all over,  the  first  night.
I hadnt expected to be so lucky.  Twelve years old, cumming twice
in  my  mouth.  Liking it.  Wanting to do more.  I  could  hardly
wait for tomorrow.  The only things I thought that might give  me
trouble  would be getting myself away from my aunt and uncle  and
getting him away from his ten year old brother, Jason.

Finally  I went to sleep.  While my aunt and uncle were  up  long
before  daybreak,  I slept until nearly nine.  I awoke  and  just
laid quietly, feeling my morning hardon more intensely than usual
as I visualized last night's session with Shawn on his couch.   I
loved  his legs, laying across my lap.  How he spread them  so  I
could  play  with  his  thighs and work  my  hands  down  to  his
underpants.  And my surprise to find his rather large dick  stiff
under  the  cotton cloth.  Even though a blanket  covered  us,  I
visualized  what his small fingers looked like as he played  with
my dick as I played with his.  What a night it was!  Well the day
wouldn't  promise anything if I didn't get up to start it.  So  I
got up, went into the bathroom and took a shower.

"Well  typical...city people sleep half the day," smiled my  aunt
as  she fried me two eggs and bacon.  I was already  fully  awake
but I wasted no time getting a cup of coffee down.

"So you were across the street quite a while?" she asked.

"Oh yeah," I said.  "Watched a movie with the boys.  I can't ever
go to bed before about midnight."  I was hungry so I wolfed  down
those eggs.  "Where's Chucky?"

"Your uncle is out in the southwest pasture counting cattle.   He
wants you to drive over there.  I dont think you've seen it."

"Yeah,  okay,"  I answered.  "First I want to wake up.   This  is
vacation...I don't want him putting me to work."

Teresa smiled.  "Not to worry. He just wanders around  pretending
to  be busy.  Those cows out there take care of  themselves  this
time  of year."  She went on.  "You know Chucky...he  spends  his
time in town at that country bar with his VFW friends."

The  screen  door opened and I turned around,  expecting  to  see
Uncle  Chuck.   I inhaled suddenly when I saw it was  Shawn.   He
bravely  made himself at home by just walking right  in,  sitting
down next to me at the kitchen table.

Teresa  didn't  smile.   "Well  I  suppose  you  want  eggs  too,
Shawny...your mom didn't feed you this morning?"

"Nope...I slept too late."  Shawn grabbed a piece of toast off of
my plate, looked me straight in the eye and painted a very  wide,
pretend smile on his face.  "Long time no see!"

"Yeah,  right!"  I said, as I doubled my fist and tapped  him  on
his arm.  "So what are you doing today, bud?"

"Hanging  around with you."  He filled his mouth with  toast  and
gave  me a long, penetrating stare.  His eyes said it all  and  I
knew it would be a great day.

We finished breakfast and I told Shawn the bad news.  I had to go
see my uncle in the southwest pasture.  "But you can tag along in
case I get lost."

"MMMkay," Shawn pretended nonchalance.  "Jason's coming.  Mom and
dad are gone so I have to watch him."

"Okay,  fine,"  I  answered cheerfully.  But I  showed  him  some
disappointment with my eyes.  We got up and said our goodbyes and
thanks  to  Teresa and then headed for the car.   He  ran  ahead.
Today  he was wearing a tank top and a pair of cotton shorts.   I
looked  at  his narrow buns and visualized what I  had  seen  the
night before...his cute white ass spread out before my face.

As  I got in the car, he was already in the front seet.   He  put
his back to the door, turned his body to face me, spread his legs
and lifting one foot up to the console between our bucket  seats.
My eyes went immediately to his loins.  Once again, I was looking
at  his  underpants between the open, loose legs of  his  shorts.
His  undies were stretched out and I could see his boysac in  the
morning light.  He was offering a look and I took it.

"I sure had fun with THAT last night, Shawny!"

"Yeah I know.  So did I."  I backed out onto the gravel  driveway
and  Shawn told me to stop by his place to pick up  his  brother.
We did and Shawn sat up on the console as Jason climbed into  the
car.

"Its  about time," Jason whined.  "I thought you guys were  going
to leave me here alone."  Jason's not so bad looking either.  His
hair  is  darker and his eyes are brown.  Unlike  Shawn,  Jason's
complexion is much darker.  He's alittle bit heavier but not fat.
Both  boys  have  long, unkept hair.  Jason too wore  a  pair  of
shorts and a tanktop.  He was cute...but noisy.

We  drove the country roads to the far pasture.  I rested my  arm
on  Shawn's bare leg as I tried to keep in physical contact  with
him as much as I could.  He made it easy.  He put his arm  around
my   neck  as  I  drove.   All  I  could  think  about   was   my
disappointment  that  Jason was along for I would  have  been  in
Shawn's pants even now, had we been alone.

Twice,  Jason got out.  Ten year old farmboys know how to  unhook
wire  fencegates, open them for cars to pass and then close  them
to prevent the livestock from doing the same.  I looked at him as
he walked back to the car, thinking here's the little brother  of
the  boy  I sucked last night.  Briefly, the thought  crossed  my
mind that these two boys might someday be doing the same thing to
each other.  But the thought passed.

My  uncle  was parked on the very far side of  the  pasture.   We
drove  down  a deep valley and across to the ridge on  the  other
side  where his pickup was, next to a treelined draw.  I  watched
the  tireruts  carefully to prevent my car  from  bottoming  out.
When we got there, both boys and I jumped out and walked over  to
him.  Chuck was just standing there watching us.  It was  already
getting warm.

"Hey  Nephew," he drawled. " You just about missed me.  I've  got
things  to  do."  We chatted awhile while the boys  took  off  to
explore  the nearby treeline.  Chuck said he had to go into  town
and he asked if I could get back without getting stuck.

"No problem....I followed the path pretty well."  I told him  how
peaceful it is out here.

"You're  right about that."  He walked towards his  pickup.   "If
you want to see some nature, go down there past the treeline  and
you'll see the best fishing pond in this county."

And he added, "You watch those kids though...they can get  pretty
ornery."    Ornery isn't the word I would have used  about  Shawn
but I answered that I'd take care of em.

With that, he started up his Ford and headed across the  pasture.
When truck disappeared over a ridgeline, I walked into the little
forest and yelled for Shawn.

"Over HERE!" he yelled back.  I followed the voice and found both
boys sitting next to the pond.  It was in a clearing.  It had  to
be twenty yards across.  It was completely secluded by a treeline
on one side and tall grass on the other.  There were cattle paths
on the far side and I knew it was a source of water for the  cows
which were grazing on the hill.

"Well, Chucker's gone into town.  What'll we do?"

"SKINNYDIP!" Shawn yelled, almost like a challenge.

"Yeah, lets DO it!" answered Jason.  Both boys looked to me for a
reaction.   It was warming up and I was pretty interested in  the
prospect  of seeing these two boys running bare assed naked  into
that  water.  I reached down with my hand and sampled  the  water
temperature.   The  water  was  shallow  and  still  due  to  the
windbreak.  I could see the muddy bottom but just ten yards away,
it  was  deeper and a large treetrunk formed a waterbreak  as  it
extended  into  deep  water. It almost like a  dock  the  way  it
jutted  straight into the lake.  I expected the water to be  cold
since it was early June.  But in the shallows it was very  warm--
almost bathlike.  I didn't say anything for afew seconds as if  I
were  pondering  a  tough decision.  But I  sensed  some  serious
eagnerness.   A little more silence, just to tease them.

"Sure...why  not?"  I looked at Shawn and he  grinned.   Farmboys
know  all  about  skinnydipping in ponds and in  a  flash,  their
shorts were in figure eight circles as they stepped out of  them.
Tanktops came off in an instant and both boys bottoms dropped  to
the  ground and fast fingers were working on their  shoes.   They
got  up and took to the water before I even had my  belt  undone.
But  I stopped long enough to see two bouncing  boybutts  heading
into  the  pond.  Shawn has a nice shape.  He's slender  but  his
shoulders are broad making his back well formed and the V pointed
to his lovely assmuscles.  I took my eyes off of him long  enough
to see Jason who was a smaller, but darker version of  boybeauty.
Such  a  turnon  to see two boys with  long  hair  and  bareskin.
Shawn's  skin  was whiter than Jasons.  Except for the  ten  year
old's  bottom.  It was apparent that the younger boy had  already
worked up a presummer tan because I could see the color  contrast
between tan and previously unexposed fanny.

As they reached two foot water, they collapsed their legs and the
mud  they stirred up hid their bodies.  Splashing, the  water  on
their  shoulders glistened in the late morning sun.  Off came  my
shirt  and pants, shoes and socks.  I wanted in the water  before
my dick gave away my lust.  Both boys turned and watched me,  now
naked,  wading  out to them.  I was swelling abit and  trying  to
avoid  looking  at  them.  I looked at the cows  grazing  in  the
distance  and tried to think about COWS until my growing  manhood
was submerged.


"I told you he was big," Shawn said.  His brother stared directly
at my loins.  I didn't know what the hell to think.

"What?"  I muttered.

Shawn smiled.  "I told him what we did last night."

A shot of fear ran through me...but not for long.

"We've  never sucked before but I told him that its  better  than
just playing around."

I  waded past them into deeper water to make my  modesty  alittle
more  comfortable.  Both boys followed me.  I was in about  three
feet  or more of water now and I crouched down to leave  only  my
neck  and chest exposed.  The boys struggled with the  depth  and
each  grabbed onto a shoulder, one on each side.  The water  this
deep was cooler but I started getting used to it.  Shawn  shifted
himself in front of me and gently sat on my right thigh.  I could
feel his thighs resting on my leg and I studied his nose and eyes
as he was right in front of my face.  Instinctively I brought  my
arm down and rested my hand on his bare hip.  A place where there
should  be swimsuit but there was none and the water didn't  feel
cold anymore because I was warming up all over.

I  didn't know what to think about Jason but he  shifted  himself
too towards my front and he straddled my other thigh and squeezed
his  legs together, gripping me.  I could feel the pressure of  a
hard on coming.  I knew his ass was resting on my leg.

"Well  this  is pretty fun, no doubt about it," I said in  a  low
tone to these two naked boys.  I dropped my right hand to Shawn's
bare  bottom and spread my fingers so as to cover as much of  his
fleshy  asscheeks  as  I could hold.  And my  left  hand  reached
around  Jason's  waist and I pulled him towards  me.   Somebody's
body touched my stiff dick but I wasnt even sure whose.

"Feel his dick, Jase," Shawn ordered.  I knew then it was  Shawns
leg against me and I watched the top of Jason's arm move  towards
me.  A small hand found my underwater hardon and squeezed it.

"Boy  he's  bigger NOW," Jason giggled.  I figured  I  was  about
three  feet  long  and hard as a steel rod.  I  never  felt  more
excited in my life as I felt Jason's small fingers squeezing  and
examining.   He  was  alittle clumsy with it  and  that  made  me
even hotter.

I  pulled my left hand from the back of Jason's waist  and  found
his little peter sticking straight out.  And with my other  hand,
I  ran  my index finger down Shawn's crack and  played  with  has
asshole.

"So you guys play with each other, huh?" I said to Jason.

"Yeah,  Shawny likes me to jack him off.  But I'm not old  enough
to cum yet."  The boys looked at each other and Shawn nodded.

"We  never fool around with anybody else."  Shawn added and  then
he  reached down and put his hand on my dick so I had two  little
hands on it.

"I hope mine gets as big as yours...and Jason's too."

Both  boys laughed.  I moved my right hand from Shawn's fanny  to
his front and felt his hardness, just as it was last night.

"I'd  say  you'll  get there but Jason's got a ways  to  go."   I
squeezed  both  of them at the same time, comparing  their  size.
Shawn  had a dick and Jason still had a peepee, I  thought.   But
their hardness was equal, if not their size.  So here we were  in
a  pond out in the middle of nowhere, naked and  squeezing  each
other's dicks.

"So  what dirty little deeds do you boys wanna do?" I asked  them
as I squeezed their dicks all the more.

Jason  was quick to answer.  "I want you to show me how you  suck
Shawny," he said nonchalantly.  There was no guilt in his  voice.
He was just as matter of fact as if he wanted me to show him  how
to hook a worm.  "And then I want you to suck ME."

"Yeah,  I can do that," I said. "But first, lets play  around  in
the water for alittle while.  We'll do that after we get out."

I thought a minute about what delights we might try before  that.
While I thought about it, I moved my hands all over their bodies,
moving  from  their dicks to their hips and asses.   Shawn's  was
very  accessible because it stuck out to the right of  my  thigh.
As  I  felt around Jason's back and reached for  his  bottom,  he
leaned up on his straddle of my left leg and gave me access.

Without  saying  a  word,  Shawn  changed  positions  so  he  too
straddled my thigh...only he was on my right leg.  I had each  of
my  index fingers massaging a different boyhole.  As  I  released
them  and  brushed  their hips and brought my  fingers  to  their
dicks,  both boys leaned back to give me their frontsides.   Even
though  they  were virtually weightless in the water,  I  had  to
shift my balance to keep myself from falling over as I held them.

"Lets  go  alittle deeper so I can stand up."  And with  that,  I
shoved both boys off of my thighs and put my arms around each  of
their waists and started moving to where the water was closer  to
five feet.  I wasnt sure what we could do but it seemed like  the
thing  to  do to try some things.  "Get in the back  Shawny,  and
stick your dick into my butt."  I knew he wouldnt be able to  get
that  done but I wanted to feel him against my ass.  I spread  my
legs wide and bent forward and felt him bring his hips up against
me  and  I felt his hardness up against my  asscrack.   His  dick
found  my  asshole  and he pushed.  It felt nice but  I  knew  he
wasn't  going to get inside.  I floated Jason on his back and  he
spread his legs before my face while I kept him bouyed.  His dick
was  just  out of the water so I pulled him closer to  me  and  I
kissed its firm underside.  It stuck straight up towards the  sky
as he wrapped his legs around my neck.

Shawn  had  tried what I asked but he grew bored.   I  moved  him
around  the  front  to join Jason.  They let me move  them  as  I
wanted so I put Shawn where his dick might be shoved against  his
litlte brother's ass.  He wasn't impressed.

"Lets  get  out and go suck."  I could tell he  didn't  have  the
assfetish  that  I did.  With that, I said fine and I  towed  the
boys  to  more shallow water.  When they  reached  a  comfortable
depth, they took off on their own and waded to shore.  All  three
of  us marched out of the water bareskin naked into the  sunlight.
Three hardons.

"Grab  your  clothes and lets hustle for cover."  I  didn't  like
having sex with two little boys out in the open, even if we  were
a long ways from humanity.  As we got to the treeline, I used  my
shirt  to  wipe the large droplets of water  from  Shawn's  skin.
"Lets get dried off after our little baths."

I  felt  abit  chilled but Jason used his shirt to  dry  me.   He
didn't  seem  abit  cold.   I guess farmboys  are  just  used  to
swimming.   We  walked  into  the trees  which  were  very  tall,
providing a high ceiling.  There was little foliage on the ground
and the dirt was covered with last year's fallen leaves.

"This will be nice," I said when I found a place that provided us
abit of cover.  I sat down in front of the boys, surveying  their
nakedness.   I  studied  the differences  between  their  bodies.
Shawn  was beginning a sprout of hair above his  semi-hard  dick.
Jason's  pencil boner still stuck straight out.  There  wasn't  a
hair on him except on his head.  "You two are sure cute!" I said,
as I flicked their dicks playfully.  "So what shall we do?"

Both boys answered almost at the same time.  "Suck!" they said.

"Well,  youre gonna get a good lesson, guys, because I  can  suck
the  chrome off of a trailer hitch."  It was one of  my  favorite
lines.   Shawn laughed but Jason didn't get it.  "Who gets to  be
first?"

"HE does," said Jason.  "He's older."

"That won't break your heart, will it Shawny?" I grinned.

"Nope."  Shawn laid down and spread his legs.  His dick grew abit
at  the thought of it.  I studied his hard, red head,  his  thick
four inch shaft and his ballsac.  Jason laid down beside him  and
put  his head very close to his brother's hip.  The ten year  old
wanted a close look.

"First, you tease him alittle bit."  I took Shawn's boydick in my
hand,  held  it perpindicular to his body to make it  harder.   I
opened  my  mouth  and put a hot breath on it.  As  he  felt  the
warmness,  the  muscles  in his groin  contracted  and  his  dick
spasmed in my hand.  "Then you get him wet...you kiss it and lick
it.   Make it last awhile." I showed him how to make love to  the
underside of a boydick.  Kissing and licking.

"Very  special  place, right here," I instructed as I  darted  my
tongue across the rim of Shawn's head. "How you doin, Shawny?"

Shawn's chest rose and fell in deep breaths.  He was laying  back
with his eyes closed.  "No complaints here!"  As I paused to look
up, I squeezed his dick with my hand and a droplet appeared.

"That's called precum.  It's very slippery," I lectured.


I  smiled,  visualizing these boys playing with each  other  when
they were supposed to be sleeping.  "I guess you know alot  about
your brother, eh?"

"Yeah.  He likes me to spread it around with my fingers."

Shawn  interrupted.  "Enough of this school.   You're  forgetting
about ME!"

I  didn't need to be prompted.  I put his dick back in  my  mouth
and  enjoyed the slightly salty, slippery taste on my tongue.   I
sucked him harder now and took all of him in my mouth.

"Shawny's gonna cum pretty soon." Jason predicted.  "What are you
going to do?"

I'm  gonna LET him...it's good." I went back to Shawn and  worked
him.

"Can I try it?" Jason had had enough instruction.

"If its okay with Shawn, it's okay with me."  Shawn nodded as  he
kept  his eyes closed.  Jason and I traded places.  The ten  year
old grabbed his shorts and wiped my saliva off of his brother.  I
smiled  at that little touch of sanitation.  He wiped it once  as
if it was a Cokebottle and then proceeded to put his lips to  the
head.  It both excited and amused me as I saw this youngster  put
his brother's now "cleaner" dick in his mouth and suck on it just
as  I had.  He was on his hands and knees.  I watched him  for  a
moment,  partly to see if he was doing it right and partially  to
fill  my  eyes with something I'd never seen  before...two  young
boys engaged in sucking.

Don't bite him...keep your teeth off of him," I cautioned.
"While  you do HIM, I'll do you, Jase."  I said as I got  up  and
ran  my hands along Jason's bare boyback.  I carressed his  fanny
and  told him to spread his legs alittle.  Jason  obeyed  without
stopping the blow job he was giving his older brother.

I crawled around behind the younger boy's ass and got down on  my
own  elbows  and knees and proceeded to kiss his  asscheeks.   My
tongue danced up and down his crack; I felt the firm boyflesh  on
each side of my tongue and I probed the center where his  rosebud
surely  was. Jason arched his back to open himself as  my  tongue
found  it.  Knowing we had just finished a nice swim,  I  eagerly
centered  on  his little hole and I licked it  intently,  probing
with  the  tip of my tongue.  He spread even more and I  used  my
fingertips to spread his cheeks further so I could press my  face
into his ass.  I rubbed my lips and cheeks all over his  boybutt.
And  then turned around and laid down under him.  His short  legs
made  his  dick protrude down to a perfect level for me  take  it
completely  into  my  mouth.  It was small but hard  as  a  thick
pencil.   I reached around and played with the cheeks of  Jason's
fanny and his tiny boysac.  It was round and firm.

Shawn groaned and I knew Jason was about to get a mouthful of his
brother's  juice.   Not  alot, for Shawny  was  only  twelve.   I
stopped  sucking  the  ten year old but I kept his  penis  in  my
mouth. I wanted to listen to what happened.  Jason coughed  twice
as  Shawn squirted his boyhood into his little brother's  sucking
and  unprepared  mouth.  Jason rose up quickly and I  turned  and
crawled  over  to Shawn.  There was boycum oozing  from  his  wet
dick.

Quickly  I  said, "Ya don't waste this" and then I put  my  mouth
back  on  Shawn and sucked the remaining bit  of  his  dickjuice.
When I was finished, I leaned up and said, "And I like to kiss my
boy so he can taste himself too."

With  that, I planted a deep kiss on Shawny, making sure he  got
to share what little boycum I had gotten from him.

Jason had taken it all in.  "Well, I'll do better next time,"  he
promised.  "Gee I wish I could cum.  It must be really good.

"Well, you will," I reassured him.  "And you did a good job.  Let
Shawn suck on you for alittle while.  I think I'll just watch."

Shawn  was  agreeable.   He and his  brother  traded  places.   I
watched  Shawn start on his little brother.  But I couldn't  just
watch.   I  had  had so much fun working the boys  over,  I  felt
alittle  left  out.   So as Shawn remained on  elbows  and  knees
sucking  his  brother, I moved to the older  boy's  backside  and
started rubbing my hardness up and down the crack of his upturned
bottom.  He was too dry so I stopped, reached down and gave him a
very  wet  buttlick.   And another.   Unlike  his  brother  whose
spincter muscles remained very tight when I tongued him,  Shawn's
asshole  seemed to open abit.  My tongue darted in as far  as  it
could  go.  It didn't go far but I was able to insert the tip  of
my tongue and lick in and out ever so slightly.

I  spit on him and replaced my tongue with my dick which was  wet
with  slipperyness.  His ass would be unaccustomed to a  dick  so
large so again, I opted not to ruin his afternoon with pain.   So
I just rubbed my own dick around his asshole and gently poked  at
the opening.

"How's he doing, Shawny?"

"This  is  alot better than when he just plays  with  me,"  Jason
said.  "It feels warm."  And he became breathless. "...and WET!"
I  looked  up  and saw Jason bounce on  the  ground.   Jason  was
getting off.

"Suck him hard, Shawny!"

Shawny did as I told him and Jason bounced again before  relaxing
as if he were dead.

"See, even a little guy can do pretty well," I told them.

Jason just blew quietly as he began to rest.  Shawn got up.   His
mouth was alittle red.

"Jase's still dry tho."  Shawn gently wiped his own spit from his
lips.

Jason  leaned up as if he were coming to from  unconsiousness.  I
think  Shawn had had enough sucking for one day but  Jason  said,
"Well, its time to do YOU."  He reached up and pulled at my  arm.
I let him pull me down to a laying position and I turned over  on
my  back.  Shawn watched as Jason leaned over my leg and took  as
much  of me in his mouth as he could.  I gently moved Jason  from
my  side to between my legs.  He did better for the shape  of  my
dick fit his mouth better straight up and down.

I'd seen and done so much I knew it wouldn't take long.

"I'm  not sure you want me to cum in your mouth, hot  lips!   Ive
alot to give."  Jason nodded up and down but he didn't stop.  His
mouth wasn't big enough to take much of me but what he was  doing
felt  just  fine.   I loved the look of his curly  hair  and  his
turned  up  nose and his little fingers holding me.   Seeing  his
youth  just excited me more.  The only thing that gets me  hotter
is licking little boybutts.

"C'here,  Shawny baby." I was trying to shut my  excitement  down
for  a  moment because I wanted to come with Shawn's  ass  in  my
mouth.  "Let me taste your young ass again...straddle me."

Shawn was agreeable enough.  I reached up and guided him, turning
him  around and bringing his ass down on my face.  He knelt  down
with one knee on each side of me.  His fanny was widely spread in
this position and he just leaned back, lowering his bottom to  my
face.   The instant my tongue touched his asshole I was aware  of
both my lips and my dick and my entire body started to tingle.  I
felt electrified.

I paused long enough to say "NOW, Jason....jack me off."
Jason replaced his mouth with his hand and started rubbing me.  I
tightened  my  groin muscles to prevent my climax and  it  served
only to heighten the feeling throughout my body.  I put my  mouth
on  Shawny's ass and have him a long, deep kiss and proceeded  to
shoot  everything  inside me in long,  powerful  thrusts.   Jason
pretty  nearly  kept time with my spasms, making them  even  more
intense.   I nearly passed out as I felt my orgasm while  sucking
and kissing deeply on Shawn's fannyhole.

"God...look at THAT!" Jason exclaimed.  My orgasm was so intense,
I had splattered Shawn's chest, possibly as far away from my dick
as  eighteen inches.  I had no idea for Shawny was sitting on  my
face and I was semiconscious when it happened.

I lay there exhausted.  Jason watched Shawn spread my cum on  his
chest,  seeing how much there was.  And Shawn then bent  down  on
one  elbow and took my dick in his hand. He put his mouth  on  me
and  licked  the remaining off of the head.  His ass  moved  away
from  me for he was too short to sixtynine me.  When I opened  my
eyes,  I  reached up and just held his cheeks as he  finished  my
dick, sucking out what tiny amount I had not expelled.

"I wanted a taste too," Shawn said, explaining himself.

"Hey, that was a nice touch, little lover."

We  all got up at the same time.  "I think it's time for  another
swim."  I knew Shawn was pretty sticky so I led the boys back  to
the  water.  We waded in, rubbed and washed each other  with  our
hands.   And then we swam and just had alittle regular fun.   But
it was nothing like what had happened in the treeline.

I  didnt know if I was going to survive five more  vacation  days
with these boys or not!

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