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I wanted some experiences. And experiences is what I got, though not what I was expecting. The farmer only hired me because I completed a bible passage he quoted. I took the job because of the the farmer's stepson. He was 18 years old and had a thin frame that had that adolescent gangliness and a handsome face with full, wide and pouty lips. I was extremely sexually attracted to him.
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I grabbed his cock of course, and Johnny moved my hand off but I kept looking. I knew it was a dick like mine, but big like my dad's. Dad's was big round, not to long, and had skin on the end. I had seen cocks of all sizes young and old (peeing in the field or out behind the barn is common in the Midwest, and I looked, not peeked)...But in all my life, this was the first one I had seen that was sticking out in the open and really big like dad's.
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The farmer spoke only broken English and said "Gootmorn" mostly for my benefit, then turned to Hans and conversed in German. We helped feed the cattle and clean out the stalls, then put the horses to pasture. All to the memories of my uncles farm in Illinois. After our chores we headed for the house where breakfast was waiting. We were hungry and we must have devoured everything in sight, it was the best meal I have had in weeks (shipboard food leaves much to be desired). When finished, Hans thanked them in German and I nodded approval, we started out across the field.
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It was a couple of October's ago, I had been vacationing in the mountains and had been to town that evening. I stopped into the local bar that advertised naked dancer's on the front neon sign. One of the gals was a hot little redhead number that kept crouching in front of me and showing me her red pubes and her snapper. She wanted the fuck for bucks and I said no as I left the place.
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30' deep and 100' x 60' that was made by an excavating company digging gravel rock. Left unfilled it quickly filled up with water during heavy spring rains every year. It was very popular with the high school crowd for several years prior to the Summer of 1972. In the summertime there were always people swimming there, mostly guys and a few girls.
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It involves a distant cousin, (or something like that, I'm not certain if there is any relation at all). He is a foster brother of my mom's sister's daughter. That is to say, one of my aunts gave a daughter up for adoption and Troy was the son of the adoptive parents. He was also the boyfriend of my cousin Christina.
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We were two young men lying face to face, chest to chest, crotch to crotch. As I struggled to break free, I could only do pelvic thrusts. I was also losing control as I had dreamt about being in this position with Joe for a long time. My cock which seemed to be pinned directly under his grew quickly to full erection and I was embarrassed that he would notice. But still I could'nt break away and every time I moved it brought on a counter move from him so we were thrusting against each other. And then I felt it. I felt his member grow also to rigidity, his hard pole grew on top of mine as we continued to grind against each other. By then I did'nt want to break free but wanted to feel my shaft slide against his through the material.
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It doesn't have a lakefront or even a river nearby like most cottages do, but we like it anyway because it's so private. It's the perfect getaway after a stress-filled week of work in the city. For a dozen years it's enabled us to escape on weekends without getting sucked into the vortex of Friday evening traffic clogging the highways leading north to the more popular resort areas.
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I had admired his unassuming manner and unhurried competence from the very first, and I had doubtlessly sent signals in spite of myself. I never deliberately let on that my eager obedience was any more than that of a ranch hand toward the young son of the ranch owner. It just seemed natural to call him Sir even though I was more than twice his age. We all said Sir to him.
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I had gotten a job loading hay for one of the biggest hay producers in the county and was very glad to get it. For a kid going on fifteen, it was a lot of money, although the work was hard and the temperature in Texas in the summer is very hot. Shortly before school was out, I had made friends with a guy name Bill.
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