I grew up in inner city Chicago, but I matured on a Northern Michigan farm
When I was seven years old we moved from a small farming community in Northern lower Michigan to Chicago. Major culture shock, I had to learn how to come across as a tough kid, to avoid being a target for bullies.
By the time I was 14 I barely remembered my old hometown, and it would have been an automatic ass whoopin' at my school if anyone knew where I was from.
My dad lost his job and decided we should go live with his sister and her kids at the old family farm. I rebelled hard and finally was forced to hang out with my hayseed cousins. I told them all about the girls at my school in the city, and how I almost lost my virginity just a month before we moved.
My older cousin was 15, and he took me to a swimming hole, I vaguely remembered having been there when I was young, we skinny dipped for two hours that day.
I was really shy cause in the city, nobody would get naked like that, a week later I met two of my female cousins, and we all went skinny dipping. I was shocked to see naked girls, and had wood half the time we swam. Finally one of the girls dared me to wank myself, and I was too shy, so she told my cousin to.
He began strokin it, and she slid in behind him and reached around and took over. I didn't expect that, she's our cousin.
That night we all went to the swimming hole and each of us fondled each other's pussies and dicks during a dare game. Weird thing was, as much as I loved touching the girls, I also loved stroking my male cousin's cock. Best thing about that is that he and I have most every evening alone together. I don't think the city has anything half as fun as this. I am a born again (and happy) hayseed.