Doing Farm Chores

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I grew up in a tiny farm town of about 450 people. One of those people was an unmarried male handyman about 40-45 years old. He was a fascinating fellow and was particularly appealing to my friends and me because he had a neat workshop with some rather ingenious homemade tools and was also generous enough with his car that he frequently provided the transportation to the neighborhood swimming hole.

One time when I was about 10 or 11 years old, I was down at his place early one morning and he asked me if I wanted to accompany him to a farm about three miles out of town where he was doing the chores for folks that were on vacation. I readily accepted the invitation. The chores consisted of the usual tasks at that time, feeding various animals, milking a few cows, gathering eggs, etc. When we were finished, we went into the house to put the milk and eggs away as well as wash some of the buckets and pans we had used.

When we were all done, we went into the living room and sat down on a sofa. He sat beside me and soon asked me if he could see my cock. I was quite surprised because he had never said anything like that before. I had, however, just recently learned to masturbate so any opportunity to touch and look at my prized possession was to be enjoyed not denied, so I quickly assented to his request. He unbuttoned my pants and took it out. I was, of course, already hard and he asked if he could play with it. I again and somewhat breathlessly said, 'Yes,' at which time he got up and got a towel and proceeded to jack me off. It didn't take long for me to shoot my load which he caught in the towel. I guess by today's standards I had just been abused, but it sure didn't feel like abuse to me.

A few days or maybe a week later I was again at his house and the scenario was repeated. That was the last time he ever did anything although I continued to visit his place until I graduated from high school and moved away.

The one aspect of this experience that has always puzzled me as I look back is that he never once asked or hinted that he wanted me to do anything to him nor did he do anything to himself. I suppose he used the memory to masturbate by himself later but I will never know for sure. I do know I remember those two times with pleasure and do not feel I was tainted or my life impaired in any way.



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