Chapter 20 - Thanksgiving With Family
I was dreading leaving all my great friends at school and the enjoyable life I was building there. My sex life was wonderful with great expectations of who knew what was to come my way. You could say we found all kinds of ways to make it interesting.
It was Wednesday morning, the day before Thanksgiving. Allen left about an hour before my parents picked me up. I kissed him on the forehead and I hugged him goodbye. I tickled his hot little ass also and told him to save it for me. I was going to have that hot little virgin ass of his someday. He playfully hit me in the chest and said he just might give it to me someday. We both laughed knowing that was never going to happen. He was getting more comfortable with my spontaneity and starting to have fun with it. I was proud of him actually. We continued to grow closer together. He was starting to open up more about his family. In fact he said he would have felt better going home with me on Thanksgiving than spending it with his parents and a few relatives, no one his age of course. He probably did have a lonely friendless life growing up. It’s a wonder I didn’t scare the hell out of him understanding his background. Although there were a few anxious moments so far this semester, Allen was doing a pretty good job, all in all, of adjusting to friendships and me. I was still basically his only close friend and that friendship was still somewhat guarded. Still he felt cared for with my little antics, and that was all that mattered making him happy.
Shortly after Allen left, Eric and Kevin left. My goodbye with them in the shower that morning had been a cum filled event even if we didn’t have time for the deep sensual stuff. I knew how to get them both off quick. Eric seemed to enjoy our playfulness at a limited participation of course. But he certainly didn’t mind cumming with Kevin and I. Bless his big ole cock and balls. I loved them both, Eric and Kevin I mean, not the cock and balls, but I did love those babies too. I was surely going to miss them. It would be fun to hear of all their adventures after the holiday.
Andy and I had parted the evening before leaving him very well satisfied and full of love. I texted him and told him to have a great Thanksgiving and enjoy his family. I also stated we had to promise each other to get together more often in the weeks to come. We knew we definitely had a need to be together.
Mom and Dad soon arrived and I put my stuff in the backseat of the pickup. Mom asked me to drive home, and she sat in the back with my stuff. Dad had not been feeling well and had hurt his leg so he was hobbling around a little. I felt bad for him as we had to harvest the fall corn this weekend and he wasn’t going to be much help. I thought I was going to have to do most of the work myself. Beau and Clyde were going to be busy helping their dads also with the same harvest on their own places so the labor was kind of thin at our place. Good ole fashioned work. In a way, getting away from studies might be a great break. No matter what happened, Clyde, Beau and I were getting together on Saturday night for a sleepover at Clyde’s new digs in his barn. After all, we had to refill the ‘cum cubicle’. I was sure we would have a fantastic night together. I was also sure I would be majorly drained of my sperm for sometime. Oh what a delight it would be, I thought.
On the way home Mom told me we were having a lot of company for Thanksgiving. I thought that odd with all the work I had to do until she explained. My uncle George and aunt Saddie were coming with their son, my cousin, Michael this afternoon and staying until sometime Friday. Aunt Harriat, who was divorced, was coming with her 19 year old son, my cousin, Mark, on Thursday morning sometime and staying until Saturday. The boys were going to help with getting the corn into the corn crib in the barn. Good, I had help. My uncle George wouldn’t be much help because he was older and a little crippled, but he could keep Dad company so he wasn’t always telling us boys what we were doing wrong. I hadn’t seen my cousins, who were really only my cousins by marriage, for a few years and that was mostly just on holidays. We were never really close. I had been sometime so it would be nice to get acquainted again. Michael was still a high school senior, the same age as me, but because of his late in the year birthday, a year behind me in school. He was a skinny weak looking kid the last time I saw him. Hopefully, he had grown up and matured a little. Mark was a
Freshmen at State this year so there would undoubtedly be some playful rivalry going on there. The sleeping arrangements, my mother designed were bizarre, not for me or my cousins, but for the rest of the family. We had two bedrooms downstairs, my parents and the one I slept in as a child which was now the guest bedroom. When in my early teens, Dad built me a larger bedroom above the garage with a bathroom in it. With all the showers we took working on a farm getting dirty he said I needed one of my own. I was very happy with my own little apartment above the garage. I sure as hell shot a lot of man seed over several years in that bedroom – some very fond memories. Even Clyde and Beau had shared in some of those special activities. I had a double bed so Mom said Michael and I had to sleep together the first night and then either he and I the second night or Mark. One of them would have to sleep on the floor in a sleeping bag on a cot when both were here. Okay, we could handle the three of us in my little apartment above the garage, but Thursday night there were three women and two men. I wasn’t sure how Mom figured that one out. She said the women would probably sleep in one room and Dad and George in the other. Dad protested because he said George snored so bad. Mom told him to suck it up for a night. He could always go the family room if he had to, but the ladies would be up all night talking anyway as rarely as they got to visit with each other. Primarily this was planned to help me out helping Dad. I was proud of my mother for that even though I wasn’t sure what to expect out of my not so close cousins I hadn’t seen for a few years. Mark and Michael lived much closer together than our family did to either of theirs so they saw each other quite often so I heard.
We finally go home stopping at the grocery store on the way to pick up the last minute supplies we needed for the big dinner and to feed all these people while we worked the corn. Dad had already killed and dressed a large turkey and had it in the refrigerator in the breezeway to the garage ready to be roasted tomorrow. I finished unloading all the fixins, played with the Henry, our Golden Retriever, who was extremely happy to see me, then went to do Dad’s evening chores before our company came. Dad was resting on the couch when I got back in. I grabbed a couple of beers from the frige in the breezeway and we sat down and talked. He was happy to have me home, not sure if it was because he missed me or because he needed help. I am sure he missed me. We had a great talk while Mom was busy in the kitchen. She was baking pies and making dinner rolls and everything else she could get her hands on. I could smell sloppy joes, which was one of my favorites, she was fixing for all of us tonight.
George, Saddie and Michael showed up a little before dinner right after dark. I helped them carry their things in and took Michael’s through the breezeway and up my steps to my room. I barely caught sight of Michael outside grabbing bags so I couldn’t quite tell what he looked like after a couple of years. When I got back down we shook hands and gave each other a bro hug. He had long black hair down to his shoulders, still looked puny and under-developed. I think I could have taken his arms and broke them in two they were so thin. He had jeans on so I couldn’t see his legs. He looked like he didn’t have to shave at all yet and his skin was pale. My first thought was he was sick or something. He seemed fine but was still meek and mild like I had remembered him to be. Uncle George took a beer and said Michael could have one also, he didn’t care. Michael’s eyes lit up at that. The guys got together and shot the shit while Mom and aunt Saddie cooked up a storm in the kitchen. We finally ate after another round of beers for the boys. Dad had the fireplace going and it was real cozy, kind of comforting to be home.
It was about 10:00 and Dad said we had better hit the hay as we had to get up real early to get things started and at least get a few acres of corn cut before dinner. They weren’t sure when Mark and his mom were going to get there. I figured I could run the corn picker if spindly ass Michael could drive the other tractor pulling the wagon beside me for me to dump the corn as it came out of the picker. Michael said he would be willing to try. I was sure Mark could handle it as he was a pretty decent sized guy, kind of reminding me of Eric a little. Dad had everything hooked up and ready to go for us so all we had to do was get up, get some breakfast and hit the field. Dad said we should take a shower tonight so we wouldn’t waste time in the morning. I was always a morning guy, but hey, we were going to get dirty tomorrow anyway.
Michael and I hit the breezeway on our way to the stairs up to my bedroom. I grabbed a couple of more beers on our way to the delight of Michael. Dad always had plenty of beer in there so we were well provided for in that area. We had already had a few and I was feeling good. I think Michael was a little more than good not having been used to drinking beer like I had.
Closing the door to the stairway from the breezeway the stairs were chilly, but when we opened the door to my bedroom at the top of the stairs it was nice and toasty. My little bathroom had a tub with a shower in it. I much preferred our large shower stall at school, but I had grown up with my bathtub shower so it had to suffice. I told Michael we would have to share the shower as I only had a small hot water heater hooked up to it so we had to hurry or run out of hot water. The cold water would freeze our balls off if that happened. He seemed fine with the idea.
I threw all my clothes in my dirty clothes basket, walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower to get it warm. As I turned around, Michael was standing naked behind me. I got a good look at him as we all know I would. He was skinny, hardly had a hair on him anywhere except a thick patch of fine black pubic hair above his maybe three inch thin flaccid uncut cock and small pecan nut sized balls. His balls hung low with his ball sac wider at his balls and thinner between his balls and the base of his cock, kind of like the lower side of an hour glass. I was thinking to myself it might be fun to flick those little babies back and forth with my finger. As he moved around me to get into the tub so I could get in and close the shower curtain, I noticed he didn’t have much of an ass at all. It was pretty much a straight line down from his shoulders to his ankles. I thought to myself it would be awfully hard to fuck a guy like that. He was in the shower stream and I was waiting for him to get wet so I could. He turned around and got his back wet facing me. I could tell he was checking me out.
“Nice cock,” Michael said eyeing over my equipment. Looks like your part of the family got the good equipment.”
I laughed. “Michael, we’re not really blood relatives. You have a different father than my uncle George,” who was my mother’s brother.
“I know, he said. “Mom must have married a guy with a little dick before she met George. George is pretty well hung too. I’ve seen him before, so I guess you get yours from your mother’s side.”
“Might be, only Dad’s no slouch either so who knows,” I said wondering where we were going with this.
“Wow, you get it from both sides. No wonder you’re in such good shape there,” he continued as he eyed my equipment.
“Turn around,” I said, “I’ll wash your back.” I soaped up his back and buns, what there were of them, and ran my finger though his crack over his asshole. That triggered a semi as he turned around to rinse then trade places with me. I soaped up my front and he offered to wash my back. The little bugger did the same thing to me. I was able to remain flaccid as I was more used to having my hole played with by the likes of Eric and Kevin almost daily in the shower at school. Still, I think Michael enjoyed it. We finished up quickly to keep from running out of hot water, and I threw him a towel. He definitely had a little boner going on down there. Made me feel good to know I caused that. He really wasn’t anything I would think of pursuing, but hey, his cock was kind of cute.
“Michael, I sleep in the nude. You have any problems with that?” I asked not wanting to embarrass him.
“No, not at all. I will too then,” he said to my surprise.
We got under the sheet and blanket only a few inches away laying on our backs. I still had the beside lamp on at the moment wanting to check my phone for any texts or messages. He was looking at his also. Out of the blue, he asked, “Do you ever mess around, Josh?”
“What? Like what do you mean?” I asked.
“You know, like jacking with other guys, something like that?” he asked.
“Yeh, I’ve done that before. What about you,” I asked.
“Yeh. It’s kind of fun. Do you want to do some jackin before we go to sleep?” he asked.
“I guess we could,” I said, not wanting to be inhospitable. He reached over and started stroking my cock. “Oh, you mean like each other?” I questioned kind of surprised.
“Yeh, man, it’s more fun that way. I like it much better when someone else jacks me.”
“Point well taken,” I replied. I reached over and started fondling his cock, then his balls. He was already at full mast. His penis felt good in my hand. He wasn’t more than about 5.5 inches but thicker than Beau was so he didn’t qualify for pencil dick status. He was really digging my 7.5 thicker inches.
“You have a lot of dick there, Josh,” he said as he continued to stroke my meat.
“I like it. I hope you like yours too. It’s the satisfaction you get out of it that means the most, Michael, not the size,” I replied.
“Yah, right man. I just wish it was a little longer and a little thicker,” he replied.
We had pushed the covers back so we could see each other’s cocks as we mutually stroked each other. I was leaking pre-cum which was exciting Michael. He was somewhat fascinated by that. He ran a finger through it rubbing it over my cockhead getting it all nice and slick. I didn’t feel any on his cock yet, but he was hard as hell. I was enjoying watching his dick head rise above and then retreat back into his foreskin. That had always fascinated me. We were hanging one leg over each other generating more closeness.
“Josh, you have a lot of pre-cum. I never get that with mine,” he said
“Have you ever sucked another guy, Michael? I asked.
“No, never done that. Thought about it, but never did,” he said.
“Have you ever had your dick sucked?” I asked.
“No never. Always wondered what that would feel like though. I bet it would be pretty hot,” he replied.
“Spread your legs a little and I’ll show you,” I requested. Michael acted a little apprehensive, but yet anxious to find out what I was going to do. I rolled over onto my stomach and moved in between his legs for a straight shot at his cock. I thought about taking this guy around the world and back with all of my special treatment, but it might be too much for the first time. I didn’t really want to blow his mind right out of the box. I wasn’t sure how sophisticated his sexual awareness was. Was stroking with other guys just a teenage curiosity or did he have strong feelings for the male gender? I decided to proceed with caution. I held his cock straight in the air and started tonguing his balls. I could fit both in my mouth at the same time and ran my tongue over and between them. He was moaning now and I felt the first evidence of pre-cum sliding down his cock. I pulled his balls with my lips towards me stretching his ball sac until his balls popped out of my mouth with a little ‘pop’ sound. I did this a couple of times until he looked at me funny. What the hell, I was just having a little fun. I was never able to do that before with anyone else. Felt kind of neat, but it looked like it might be a little irritating to him. I ran my tongue up the bottom of his shaft and over his head. I pulled down on his shaft exposing his head. I teased his pee slit with my tongue and then engulfed his whole cock down to the base. Michael shuddered at that action. I could tell he was where he had never been before and it was intense. Pulling off, he was leaking a stream of pre-cum.
“I’ve never done that before, Josh. I never had hardly any wetness at all until I came. This is amazing. This is so fucking hot, I can’t describe it,” he said with a shortness of breath.
“Oh, we are just getting started, Cuz,” I said as I began fondling his balls while gently sucking his cock. I could tell he was real close and I wanted to play a little longer. I backed off his cock and started kissing his inner thighs beside his balls. He was shivering. I ran my tongue between his ball sac and thigh and then through his fine haired pubes. He smelled good. I wanted to eat him and I was. I was eating and sucking on all his junk and surrounding area. I loved playing with his small balls. My tongue, lips and mouth were having a feast. I could feel him stiffening and his balls withdrawing so I halted everything. I looked into his eyes momentarily and saw pure heaven. He was almost out of it having never experienced that much male pleasure in his entire short lifetime. I took my right thumb and forefinger and gently applied pressure to the base of his cock on the sides, not on the bottom or top. I gently and slowly jacked him on the side of his penis. He was catching his breath off and on meaning I was taking it away from him in pleasure. I was basically ‘edging’ the poor boy. I knew he wanted to cum so bad, but we just got started. Still, I could tell this wouldn’t last anytime at all because of his inexperience. If I touched him on the bottom of his glands he would have shot immediately at this point. I backed off and rolled over on my side of the bed. My cock was hard from playing with his.
“Okay, it’s your turn, Michael, “ I said waving my throbbing hardon at him.
“What do you want me to do?” he asked as he tried to get his breath.
“I want you to wet your lips and gently conceal your teeth behind them, then slowly take my penis in your mouth and slide down my shaft. Do it the way I did it to you,” I explained.
“I’m not sure I can do it right, Josh. What do I do about this?” he asked pointing to his leaking cock head, pre-cum drooling down the side.
“Oh, here, let me get that for you,” I said as I leaned over and sucked his cock head clean taking his breath away one more time. I swear his eyes rolled back in his head. I felt a little bad letting him edge like this, but we had more to discover.
He rolled over between my legs, his cock laying on my leg, and gently grabbed my throbbing shaft with his right hand. Then he hesitatingly started lowering his lips towards my cock. He did have presence of thought or maybe just curiosity to lick my cock a little around the head as if he was testing out the taste. He was able to taste my pre-cum and so far so good. He proceeded slowly. My pleasure was just starting to get interesting when he dropped my cock from his mouth caught his breath and shot a huge load over and on my leg. He hit it several times with a large amount of cum. He was just like Beau. For such a little penis, he packed a hell of a load.
“Oh, man, I’m so sorry, Josh. It hit me hard, and I couldn’t hold it. I’m sorry. Really, I’m sorry,” he apologized profusely.
“Come, here, Michael,” I said and pulled him up from between my legs with his back against my chest. He was still shuddering from his orgasm my legs wrapped around his. “It’s okay. It was just too much excitement too quick for you.
“I’m so sorry, Josh. I didn’t want to stop. Sucking your cock, even for just a few seconds was so amazing. I really liked feeling your cock in my mouth. Can we do more?” he asked in a needy way.
“Yep, but we have to give your cock a chance to reload. I want you to feel the sensuousness of touching each other. I am going to touch you in certain ways for you to enjoy the feeling of being touched by another man. Then I will have you do some with me. Understand?”
“I’ll try, Josh. It’s all so wonderful so far.
First get a tissue and wipe up your cum off my leg. He did as I asked. I was kind of surprised as to how much he came. Then he rejoined me leaning back against my chest with my arms around his thin frame. I kissed his neck gently which gave him goosebumps. This I gently kissed his shoulders. He was in awe. Then I licked my right finger to give it a little lubrication and began circling his small nipples, one side then the other. This drove him crazy. Then I ran my fingers gently through his pubic hair above his cock, just gently massaging, in and out then down his thighs. The boy was rock hard again and ready to go. I didn’t hurry anything. I wanted him to be relaxed and genuinely enjoy the sensuous feel of another man. He was definitely a virgin in every sense of the word. I brought my hands from his inner thighs and caressed his smooth little balls gently toying with them between my fingers, the backs of my hands falling underneath his ball sac and gently massaging his taint. I loosely brought my thumb and finger up his penis and back down. Michael was in another world not wanting to return.
“Are you comfortable, Mike?” I whispered.
“Oh, yea, Josh. This is so wonderful. I feel like I want to cum again though,” he replied.
“You’re just building. Try to think about just enjoying the feeling right now. Why don’t you try doing this to me and see what it feels like for you to touch my body sexually.” We traded places and he went about repeating the sensuous feeling on my body that I gave me. He was doing okay and it was once again turning him on. “Try sucking on my cock again, Michael.” I directed. Michael moved between my legs, his cock leaking pre-cum once again. He was doing better this time almost like he was worshiping my cock, fondling it, playing with my balls then inhaling my cock in his mouth. I was actually starting to build a little pressure. “Have you ever kissed another guy, Michael?” I asked.
“No never. That seems a little creepy, don’t you think?” he asked concerned.
“Actually it’s wonderful really. If you can take a man’s penis in your mouth you ought to be able to kiss him, don’t you think?”
“When you put it that way, I guess,” he said, not really sure about it.
“Come here beside me.” I pulled him in and held him with my hands on his neck and cheeks and gently moved in and kissed him closed mouth on the lips. I backed off to see his reaction. He seemed okay. “Now, open your mouth a little for the next round.” He parted his lips a little and as my lips met his, I moved my tongue between his lips felling the tip of his tongue. That got a little rise out of him. “Now open your mouth a little further and your tongue and mine are going to help us feel each other.” Reluctantly he did as I asked and I swirled my tongue around his, then pressing my lips harder as my tongue explored his mouth. It was like a light went off and he was pursuing me as hard as I was him. He started breathing harder we became more passionate. He finally had to stop for air.
“Oh, my God, Josh. That was fantastic. Who would have ever thought? Can we do it some more?” he asked excitedly. We had another round of passionately kissing. He was really getting into it now and his cock was showing it. It was so hard, if I would have hit it with a hammer it would have broken in two. When we finally broke off the kissing he was panting.
“Okay, we’re going to do one more thing and then we’ve gotta get some sleep. We have a big day tomorrow,” I said needing to draw this educational event to a close as my ass had a ton of work I was looking at for tomorrow and this lad was so horned up he probably could have gone all night long. I knew I had to get him off again just to calm him down. I had a needy desire to fuck him, but thought that needed to be saved for another day. His little tight flat ass would have looked great perched on and impaled by my hard throbbing cock, but we really needed to sleep. I had Michael lay on his side and I instructed him on how to ‘69’. I told him when I came, he needed to swallow my sperm and I would do the same with his. At first he was real hesitant, saying he didn’t really like to touch it that much, it was sticky and slimy. I reminded him he didn’t think he could put a cock his mouth or think he could kiss another guy and he found out it was great. This would be just as great, I reassured him. I also told him in order to be a true bona fide cocksucker he had to swallow. He said he would this one time anyway, but he wished he could see me cum. I agreed to pull out, but he had to suck the remaining cum out of my cock after I shot. He agreed to do it.
We started sucking each other. I was sucking and playing with his balls. He was trying to copy my actions on me and doing a half decent job, I might add. Okay, I was close so I wet my finger and just barely teased his asshole with it. He tensed up, shuddered and shot his second load in my mouth. He shook the entire time. I continued sucking until I had everything his small balls could give me. He fell limp and his cock slid out of my mouth. I rolled over and laid on my back and started stroking. I was there and told him to get above me. I shot several big streams into the air some hitting him in the face and some blowing back onto my chest. As I subsided and was only oozing the last remaining drops from my cock, he slid his mouth over my shaft and sucked out the last remaining volume of my cum. Then ridiculously, he smacked his lips like he had just tasted something wonderful.
“Wow, Josh that was wonderful. Your sperm actually tasted good. Now I wish I had taken it all,” he said in amazement.
“You can have the rest,” I said and scraped it off his face with my fingers putting it to his mouth. He gladly accepted it. Then I told him to lick it off my stomach which he gladly did. I had to hold his hair to keep it from dragging in the cum on my belly. Then I pulled him in for a passionate kiss so he could taste our sperm together. He was blown away and collapsed beside me. I got up and got a washcloth and cleaned us up a bit so we wouldn’t smell like cum tomorrow while we were working and eating.
I turned off the light and cuddled him up against me. “I love you, Josh. I don’t think I ever want to leave you. You blow me away you are so wonderful,” he professed.
“Michael, you just learned what passion between two guys can be like. I was your teacher and your first sexual partner not counting your jack off buddies. Ironically, there is more to teach you to allow you to really share pleasure with another guy. I’m your first, but trust me as much as you enjoyed our first session, I won’t be your last, you little horn dog.” He chuckled and hugged me tighter.
“Can we do more tomorrow night, Josh?” he asked all excited wanting more lessons.
“Oh, we have Mark with us tomorrow so we won’t be able to do anything, Michael. You have to be careful. Most of what we did tonight is looked down upon by most of society. You can get branded as a queer or faggot, have hateful things said about you and become shunned by family and friends. You have to be careful who you do things with. You need to find guys that share your own interests but not necessarily share those interests with the world until you’re ready to. Hopefully if and when that happens people love you for who you really are, not what you pretend to be. I still have to face that at some time in my life. I’m not really sure when that will be, but it will come someday if I want to be true to myself. So be careful, Michael, that’s all I can tell you.
“Well, Mark won’t care. He’ll want to learn everything I did tonight,” he said.
“I doubt that, Michael. This is definitely a male sport, but certainly not embraced by all males. Trust me on that one.”
“Hell, Josh. Mark is my jackoff partner. He and I have been jacking each other off for years. He used to stay with us a lot when his mother had to be away, with his dad gone and everything. We’d often said, we wished we knew how to do more. If we would have only had you back then. Now we can both learn as much as we can from you, Josh and then we can do it ourselves.
“Unbelievable!” I uttered. “I guess there is real meaning to ‘kissing cousins’. Neither one of you is blood to me. You are a cousin by marriage and Mark was adopted. How did the three of us, not related by blood in any way, get our chromosomes so out of whack?” I asked.
“Don’t know, but I like it,” he said.
“Well, Mark is in college like me so let’s see if he still has the same interests once he started school and had more girls to choose from. I wouldn’t think about sucking him off until you find out more about his current likes, if I were you,” I cautioned.
“You’ll see, Josh. He’ll love it.”
“Go to sleep, Mike,” I said as I ran my fingers through his long hair and kissed him on the lips.
“This has been the best sleepover ever,” he whispered.
Daylight came way too early for me. When we awoke, we were wrapped together in a blissful hold, our cocks nice and hard from the physical contact of sleeping holding on to each other. I pushed him out of bed and we both attempted to get our cocks under control in order to pee. That accomplished we got dressed. I put on my light grey boxer briefs, jeans, a flannel shirt, a sheepskin wool vest and a hat. Michael had sweatpants and a sweatshirt on. Mom had a big breakfast waiting for us with bacon, scrambled eggs and pancakes. I do love my mom’s cooking. I gave Michael a quick lesson on the tractor. He had operated lawn tractors before so he knew about operating in one gear. I told him to be easy letting the clutch out or he would knock himself off the tractor. Dad agreed to sit on the fender for a couple of rounds until he got the hang of it. I hopped on the corn picker with Dad and Michael following me behind to the field. George followed us in Dad’s pickup to sit and observe the progress. Dad got Michael lined up beside the corn picker and I started up the cutter blades to start cutting. Dust flew everywhere. It was a chilly morning, but felt good. I was comfortable in my vest and flannel shirt. The hardened field feed corn started coming out of the shoot and falling into the wagon Michael and Dad were following me. We cut a couple of swaths and Dad had me stop so he could go sit in the truck with George. Michael was doing okay staying up with me. Every once in a great while he would swerve a little and miss the dropping corn and we would lose some on the ground. We’d stop and pick it up. He kissed me one time when we were picking up corn. Got some tongue too. George and Dad couldn’t see us. It was kind of fun.
We had the wagon half full of corn and noticed a person walking across the field to us. It was Mark. He finally got here. Mark knew how to operate tractors and Michael was only too happy to have him drive. We were doing great and actually picked up some speed with Mark driving. We filled the first wagon up. I shut down the picker and jumped on the back of the tractor with the two of them. Standing on the tongue of the wagon and holding onto the back of Mark’s seat, I directed him to the barn to unload. Mark hopped off when we got to the barn and had me back up the trailer to the elevator. To those of you that think an elevator on a farm is something that travels vertically up and down, you’re wrong. It’s a slide, resembling an escalator with pads every 2 feet or so that are connected to side chains and move material up the long slide dropping off the material at the top which then falls below into whatever the top is above. We opened up the back of the trailer and pushed out the corn into a hopper which then fed it up the elevator to the barn loft where the corn fell off the end and through a hole to the corn crib down below on the main level of the barn. I had a lift on the wagon that would slide the corn to the back of the wagon in front of the hopper and then we pushed the corn cobs in with scoop shovels. There was some labor involved. We were sweating a little even though it was a brisk Thanksgiving day. Once the trailer was unloaded, we got to talk a little and I gave Mark a bro hug and handshake. It had been a couple of years since I had seen him. Mark was a handsome guy, about the size of Eric, so he was no small guy anymore. I drove the tractor with the wagon back to the field and lined it up with my corn picker. I traded places with Mark then mounted the corn picker for the next wagon full. We made several trips to the barn to unload, but we had plenty more to do. Dad came whipping by in the pickup to collect us for Thanksgiving dinner at noon. The three of us piled into the back seat of the pickup and Dad drove us in. While, it was a rather short trip, it was bumpy traveling over the land back to the house. I looked down and Michael was tenting in his sweatpants. Mark noticed it too. Mark reached over and grabbed Micahel’s cock through his sweatpants and acted like he was shifting gears. We all laughed which Dad and George couldn’t figure out why. Still sporting wood when we got out, we ran to the barn beside the house to clean up at a sink we always used before we went in the house. Michael calmed down in the groin area after the run.
“What got you so horned up?” Mark asked Michael.
“Man are we going to have fun tonight, Mark. Josh taught me all kinds of things last night and it’s blissful. I can’t wait for us to get together tonight. You’re gonna be blown away, literally.”
“What the hell did you two guys get into last night?” Mark asked.
“I think he just discovered some more wonderful things he could do with his pecker,” I laughed. Mark kind of blushed like he was kind of curious as to what that could be.
We got cleaned up a little, but Mom made us dress proper for Thanksgiving dinner so we had to retreat to my room to quickly change our clothes. With the expediency for changing clothes and with undershirts and underwear on, I didn’t get too close a look at Mark’s body. He did have a nice set of shapely hairy legs I liked. I wondered if his ass looked nice also. I could see a few chest hairs peeking out of his undershirt which peaked my interest. I could also see the outline of his nipples tight up against his undershirt. There was definitely a nice bulge in his boxer briefs. At least the guy had good taste in underwear. Michael contained himself for the quick change but shook his junk at me through his underwear causing Mark to shake his head.
Mom and the ladies had a great spread for us for dinner, turkey with all the fixin’s. Then there were several different pies for desert. We all were stuffed and dreaded having to go back to work. Back to my room to change back into our work clothes was our quest. We were down to our underwear again and Michael jumped grabbing my shoulders and wrapping his skinny little legs around me. I was holding him to keep him from falling down. He kissed me hard on the lips right in front of Mark. I could feel his hard cock poking my stomach through his boxers.
“What the hell was that for?” I asked. Mark looking on rather startled.
“You just make my cock so fucking hard!” he said as he pulled down the waistband of his boxers to show us both his hard cock.
“You better put that away before it gets you into trouble, boy,” I said. “We have a lot of work to do before we get to any fun stuff. You don’t want that thing to get cut off in the corn picker and stored in the barn,” I said as I pulled his waistband back up covering his cock and small balls giving him a wedgie. Mark laughed and shook his head not knowing what to think of his cousin.
We finally finished what we had planned for the day. Dad collected us and brought us in for dinner. We were tired from all the day’s work. I was happy with our progress, but knew we had as much the next day as we did today and then I had to finish up on Saturday before joining Clyde and Beau. I grabbed a few beers for me and the boys and we sat down and relaxed in front of the fire after a big meal and dessert. About 9:30 we were all getting a little loopy and tired. We decided to go up to bed. We all undressed looking forward to a great shower. Taking off all our clothes, I finally got a good look at Mark. He had a nice spread of short cut black hair between his nipples and down to this pubes. His pubes were nicely trimmed but not too short, just the way I liked ‘em. His nipples were quarter size with a nice tip to chew on I thought. While is cock and balls were not as large as Eric’s they were still respectful, I imagined his cock at full mast to be about 6.5 inches instead of Eric’s 8” and not quite as thick as Eric’s. His balls were English walnut size but smaller than Eric’s. Still he had great possibilities and looked hot naked. I loved the hair I saw in the crack of his ass. Michael was hard as a rock as all three of us got in the tub to take turns under the shower. He was hitting both Mark and I with his boner the entire time in the shower. He was so excited. Mark and I were playing with his boner getting him all horned up. Mark was only at half- mast when we dried off, but Michael was working on him encouraging a full hardon. Mark was blushing a little because of me, not knowing what to think, but I was sure Michael had filled him in on everything he had learned the night before. We all three got in my bed and laid naked beside each other.
“So what are you going to teach us tonight?” Michael asked in great anticipation.
“Well, why don’t you show Mark what you learned last night and I’ll coach you through it,” I suggested.
“Mark, are you okay with this?” I asked. “Michael can be a real horndog as I found out last night, but if you aren’t into it, we can just go to sleep and forget all this other stuff,” I said.
“Michael’s been tormenting me all day about all this other stuff you experienced with him, Josh. I’m no good with the ladies, and I do seem to gravitate more to the guys. Can’t say I’m proud of it, but it just gets my juices flowing to see a naked guy more so than a naked women. I’m okay with both, but the guys seem a whole lot hotter to me than the women. I would never have admitted that to you if it wasn’t for Michael. He and I’ve been having fun jackin each other for years. But jackin, is as far as it’s gone. We didn’t know much about the other stuff,” he explained.
“Well let me help you guys a little,” I said willingly. I had Michael kiss Mark with the three step process I led Michael through the night before. Mark seemed to really like it. His cock was hard now. Then I kissed Mark passionately to see if he really got it. He did, and his kisses were very passionate. Then I had Michael gently stroke Mark’s larger cock and lick his balls. Then we had Michael suck Mark’s cock and then Mark suck Michael’s. Mark really got into that one. I wasn’t sure how much longer Mark would last, but I was sure Michael was not going to last long. I sucked both of their cocks and then had them suck mine. Michael was definitely improving, but Mark was a natural. He really got into it and sucked like he wanted to be sucked. To calm down their throbbing cocks a little, I had them slowly caress each other’s nipples as they kissed. This got the pre-cum flowing on both of them. It was surprising to them they were that aroused. Then we tried a 3 man sixty-nine position. I had Mark’s cock and Michael had mine. Mark was going to town on Michael. Mark couldn’t take it anymore and shot me a hell of a large load shaking all over the place when he blew. I sucked his balls dry. He apologized profusely for doing that, but I assured him that was what I liked. Michael reassured him also that sperm was great to share with your partner, that much more intimacy to be shared. Mark wasn’t too sure, somewhat certain he had creamed in my mouth which might have been embarrassing. I had to kiss him and share his seed to reassure him it was fine. I could really tell he appreciated the sharing. I had Mark go to town on Michael until he blew in Mark’s mouth. Mark got a full load of Michael seed. He swirled it around his mouth a little and then swallowed. He seemed very pleased. I cleaned up both their cocks for them, and I was pleased. After we relaxed for a few minutes fondling each other, I had the boys get on all fours and got behind them. I slowly spread their ass cheeks apart and teased their assholes with my lubricated finger. Then I started with my tongue and I thought they were going to go out of their minds. I really dug in on Michael’s little ass, tongue probing in and out of his asshole, all around the rim, down his taint to his balls and ultimately to the end of his cock. He was writhing all over the place.
“You boys have never had sex with another guy other than yourselves, right?” I asked for confirmation. Both replied no. “You guys have never had sex with a girl, right?” Both replied no. The only sex you’ve really had is jacking each other, right?” Both replied sadly that was it. “Have you ever thought about being fucked?” I asked. Michael said he always thought that had to hurt like hell, but he definitely wanted to try it if I would just do it for him. “Are you sure you want to go through with this, as the first time it is going to hurt like hell, but after you get started the hurt is replaced with pleasure that will blow your mind?” Michael begged me to do it especially after I had teased his asshole so bad.
I got my lube out, lubed up Michael’s asshole thoroughly and then my cock. I laid on my back and had Michael lower himself on my cock. He was rock hard once more. I held what buns he had up and lowered them gently with my hands. He was slowly lowering himself on my cock. He was feeling the pain, his face grimacing with every quarter inch of my dick he took. We were stuck at a certain point. I was waiting for his ass muscles to release, his inner ring to finally open and let my cock slide into him. He was just about to give up and it happened. I could feel his ass release around my cock and he slid right down. The grimaced face had changed to one of pure need. He started gyrating up and down on my cock like he couldn’t get enough of it. He was going crazy. In my mind, I had just created another needy bottom. Mark couldn’t believe his eyes, Michael’s cock and balls were flinging up and down back and forth. He was riding cock like a champ. I finally grabbed him and rolled him over on his back and then re-entered him with his boney little legs over my shoulders. He was so grateful to get my cock back in him. I was picking up the pace like I did with Andy. Michael wanted it bad. He finally couldn’t take it anymore and fired his second load all over his stomach. He even burried one of his nipples in his second load of cum. His belly button reservoir was filled with his cum. I wasn’t sure what else I would have to do for these guys, so I pulled out without cumming. Michael was totally spent having the ride of his life.
“Oh, my God, Josh. I want to do that everyday of my life. I gotta have dick up my ass from now on. Thank you so much for taking my cherry,” he said gratefully. He hugged me and kissed me shaking like a leaf. I tongued off his cock and licked his balls just to tease him. He was laying lifeless on the bed. Then I asked Mark if he wanted to try it. He wasn’t so sure. He thought he might be better as a top than a bottom. “No pressure,” I said. “I like topping, but I can bottom. If you want to try fucking me, we can try it,” I offered. First I made him lick my asshole like I had his. That really horned him up as he did a great job of it. He even sucked my balls from behind and I enjoyed it. Finally I lubed up his cock and my asshole and got on all fours to try it doggy style. Mark took my breath away as he entered me gently. He was much larger than Beau, but smaller in girth than Clyde, almost the same as Andy, the last guy to fuck me. It was a little interesting as he entered, but then it got great. He had his hands around me, then raised up and held my hips. I was pushing back against his thrusts. He was in heaven watching his meat enter and withdraw from me. He was truly fucking and it felt great. I had Michael get underneath me and suck my leaking cock. He was working my cock and Mark was working my ass. I was about to unload and unload I did right into Michael’s mouth. Like a good little soldier he never pulled off until he thought he had it all. Mark couldn’t take it anymore, pulled out and fired all over my back. Then he collapsed with Michael and I on the bed. We started laughing a little.
“I’ve never felt anything like that before,” Mark said panting.
“Blew my mind, my cock, my ass,” Michael said. “I don’t ever want to go home, Josh. Can Mark and I stay with you forever?”
“I got an idea guys.” I got up and filled the bathtub with hot water. Then we all three went in and sat our ass in the tub with our feet hanging over the front, plenty of room for the three of us to soak our asses and fondle each other while doing it. It just felt good. We finally got out and the three of us slept in my bed, naked of course spooning each other all night.
Once again morning came too soon. I awoke with Michael sucking my hard cock. What a little cocksucker he turned out to be. I grabbed his little balls and pulled them. It only made him leak pre-cum. Then before I knew it, he lubed his hole and my cock and impaled himself on it. He wanted it bad. I was hardly awake and this guy was wanting the fuck of his life. Not wanting to be left out, Mark was trying to suck Michael’s cock as he was riding my dick. He got a mouthful of Michael spunk in no time at all and I unloaded in his ass big time. Michael had to spend some time of the john eliminating my seed so he could get dressed. Mark didn’t get off, but said we still had tonight and he wanted it to be special.
We got dressed, worked half the day together until lunch. Michael had to leave after lunch so before we went in the house for lunch, at our last unload of corn at the barn, he kissed me and kissed me, hugged me like he never wanted to let go. I was massaging his hardon through his sweatpants. I know he blew a load in his boxers. I am sure he had to change them before he left. But he seemed totally grateful.
Mark and I worked well the second half of the day and got to the point where I knew we could finish Saturday morning. As we showered that night, Mark kissed me hungrily and thanked me over and over for being so honest and straight with he and Michael in areas they had been struggling with. He was so much happier now that he finally knew what gay love was all about and he was no longer afraid of it anymore. He said he may have had some opportunities at school, but shied away from them because he was totally inexperienced and didn’t know what to do. He thought he would embarrass himself even though he knew he wanted to experience the act in the worst way. Some of the guys that indicated he could have had a relationship with were very understanding, but he was so unsure about himself. Now, he said, he could go back with a different attitude and see if he could find someone. I assured him they were there. He only had to choose who he was comfortable around. I shared with him some of my experiences including all the ridiculous ones like the twins. I thought he was going to die laughing. After we got naked into bed, we talked for a couple of hours. He was hard most of the time, but like a sponge soaking up all I could share with him about friendship, love and just sex. We kind of hit a lull after awhile. He then pulled me into him and just hugged and kissed me passionately. I started playing with his nipples and massaging his chest. He said my gentle touch drove him wild. I ran my fingers through his pubes and around his cock and balls. He was leaking heavily. I massaged his taint and then teased his asshole, then back up over his balls and cock and beautiful hairy chest. I left his mouth and tongued his nipples, then down his beautiful treasure trail to his hard throbbing cock. I sucked him wildly. He pulled me back up to his lips and kissed me tenderly. Then he whispered he wanted me to take his cherry. He really wanted my cock in his body. He wanted to feel me inside him sharing my seed with him and my love. “I need to know you are with me,” he said. “I truly need you, Josh”
I lubed up his asshole and my cock, then while on his back, raised his legs forward and entered him slowly. He grimaced at first, but shortly thereafter, pure pleasure took over. I stroked his thighs, balls and cock as I entered and withdrew from him. His asshole hugging my cock not wanting to let it go. I could feel his muscles tighten around my cock willing it to give it my seed to share between our bodies. Mark had the look of pure love for what we were doing. He pulled me in several times to kiss me passionately enjoining our mouths as well as our bodies. Finally, without warning he erupted several spurts of hot sperm literally flying from his penis. I gave him a few more thrusts tried to withdraw to shoot my sperm all over him, but he was determined to take my seed. I pumped him full of it then collapsed on top of him.
“God, I love you too, Josh. I could stay like this forever with you,” he whispered.
“You go and find the love of your life, Mark. I’ll always be there for you to support you. You never have to worry about me abandoning you. I love you, cuz.”
We held each other for what seemed like hours and finally fell asleep. I awoke with my hardon in his ass crack. He woke up and rolled over to kiss me as our hardons joined forces with each other. I stroked him playfully for awhile as we lay there together while he fondled my balls. We just enjoyed the feeling of each other together. Words never had to be said, our bodies did it for us. Finally we had to get up and get to work. He had to leave at noon and I wanted to be finished by then. We did have to clean up a bit in the shower before we got dressed and ended up sucking each other off after he rubbed his ass up against my cock all the time I was sudsing up. We never would have gotten dressed if we hadn’t made each other cum. Doing it in the shower made things easier and faster to clean up. I always enjoyed cumming in the shower, even if it was just with myself.
The family couldn’t believe how chipper we were coming down for breakfast. Aunt Harriat said she was so grateful that Mark had such a wonderful cousin in me to look up to. She appreciated my caring about her adopted son. I told her, he was more my brother than a cousin and I loved my brother. She gave me a big kiss on the cheek and told me what a great nephew I was.
Mark and I worked hand in glove all morning and finished everything. Dad was extremely pleased. We took the last load of corn to the barn to unload. After the last cob went into the barn, I shut off the elevator. We put the corn picker and the tractor and wagon away in the barn and then kissed and fondled each other for another half hour, not wanting to say goodbye. We promised to keep in touch. I told him if he needed to talk to me about anything he was to call or text me. I would always be there for him. With tears in his eyes we walked back to the house from the barn knowing we had just spent our last private moments together.
Mark and Harriat left and I laid down and took a nap in front of the fireplace. Dad was passed out on the couch and Mom was napping also. I couldn’t help but think the three days I was dreading for all the work I had to do and the cousins who I thought would be a drain turned out to be some of the horniest fun I had had. It had virtually been a fuckfest for three days. I had to rest up for my night with Clyde and Beau.