Country Boys

by Ray Even though the small town where I grew up was rural, there was a decided difference between the boys who lived in town and those who lived in the country. The country boys, who were bussed into the Central High School, seemed bigger, rougher, tougher and according to them, they had bigger dicks. My initiation into the world of big dicked country boys began when Jimmy and Earl, big, raw boned farm boys, fucked the shit out of me at a three day, state-wide High School Shop/Agricultural Competition where all of the schools vied for prizes in welding, small engine repair and shit like that. Once I had a taste of country boy cock, I wanted more. Even though my parents were a little suspicious of my sudden friendship with Jimmy and Earl, they gave me permission to spend the week-end with them. I took the school bus and got off with Jimmy. Earl, who lived just down the road and was Jimmy’s first cousin, said he’s meet us at the camp as soon as he finished helping his dad with the chores. Jimmy’s dad, a big, husky man who was the local Fish and Game Warden, was waiting in his pick-up truck when we got off the bus. "I’ve got the week-end shift," he said he looked closely in my direction, "and there’s work to be done around here. So don’t be running off to the camp until you get it finished. "And another thing," he yelled out of the window as he drove away, "take Randy along with you. Your Mom went over to her sister’s house to help with the new baby." Jimmy muttered a few "Yes, Sirs" aloud and a few "Shits" under his breath. "Where’s Randy," I asked. "Probably in our room beatin’ his meat. Let’s go get him, these fucking chores can wait." Jimmy and Randy’s room, which looked like it had once been a porch or a garage, was at the back of the farm house and had twin beds and a closet-sized bthroom. "Leave your cock alone, Randy," Jimmy shouted as he banged on the bathroom door, "and come on out. Bud’s here and we gotta meet Earl and the other guys down at the camp." There was a muffled, "Fuck you," and then the door opened. Randy, who was standing in a cloud of steam holding a white towel in front of him, was a younger version of Jimmy, but not as rough looking and considerably more handsome. Except for peach fuzz on his face and a few blond hairs under his arms, he was totally smooth. His mop of sun-bleached hair, well cared for nails and straight, white teeth were a perfect contrast to his tanned face and body. Where Jimmy was more the football tackle type, Randy looked like he was developing the build of a basketball player and I could see the beginning of long, strong muscles in his legs and arms. "This is Bud," Jimmy said, "you know, the one I was telling you about." Randy blushed scarlet and looked down at the floor. "Don’t be so fucking shy," Jimmy said as he grabbed the towel away from Randy, "I told you he was gonna give you your first blow job." Except for a Speedo tan line, Randy was tan all over and a hard, uncut, five inch cock stuck straight out of a thin, wispy patch of light blond crotch hair. His balls were pulled up tight between his legs. "Go to it, Bud and make it a good one," Jimmy said as he winked at me, slapped Randy on his ass and walked out of the door, "I gotta get our camping stuff packed." "Did Jimmy and Earl really fuck you in the ass?" Randy said as I sat down on the end of one of the twin beds, "I think they were just shittin’ me." "They did," I said, "and I sucked Jimmy’s cock before he fucked me." "Are you really gonna suck me off?" Randy said as he put his thumb and index finger around his pecker and pulled the thin foreskin back over his swolen, pink cockhead. I could see a small drop of clear, glistening pre-cum nestling in his piss slit. I nodded, "Yes" and motioned for him to come over to me. He advanced a few steps until he was close enough so that I could grab his tight ass cheeks and pulled his crotch into my face. He had that "just washed" clean, fresh smell; like new mown hay. I wondered if he ever got any head cheese or if his balls got musky from sweat like his older brother. "Do you want me to pull out when I’m ready to shoot?" he said as I took his peter in my hand and began to lick his piss slit. The little drop of pre-cum was as sweet and as fresh as he smelled. "Hell no," I said," "Just tell me when you’re gonna do it so I can be ready to take all of it." As I swallowed all five of his hard, uncut inches, I spread his ass cheeks and began to probe his tight little pucker hold with my middle finger. At first he tensed up and I thought he was going to tell me to stop playing with his ass, but he didn’t. He spread his legs and began to thrust his cock in and out of my mouth every time I pressed my finger against what I knew had to be a perfect little virgin pink hole. While I was playing with his ass hole, I used my left hand to gently stroke his tight smooth nut sack. He spread his legs even wider and as I massaged his two small balls, I could feel his sack loosening up and smelled the beginning of sweat in his crotch. Just as I managed to push the tip of my middle finger slightly inside his tight ass hole, he arched his back, began to breath hard and said, "I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum. I’m cumming." His cock tensed up and I felt a splat of hot, sweet cream hitting the back of my throat. I buried my face in his wispy patch of light blond crotch hair as he squirted three or four more hard jolts of cum. He put his hands around my head and I put my arms around his ass and kept his still hard dick in my mouth until I had gotten the last drop of white goodness out of his pink piss slit. When he finally pulled his five incher out of my mouth, I could see that it was glistening with his cum and my spit and was still rock hard. "Can I fuck you in the ass?" he said as little drops of cum and spit dropped on his feet as he played with his foreskin and milked his shaft. "You can," I said " but there’s one thing I want to do first. Sit down on the edge of the other bed." As he sat down, I dropped to my knees and took both of his beautiful feet in my hands and began licking off the drops of his sweet white, creamy cum and my salty spit. He lay back on the bed and began to moan. After I’d sucked each of his small toes, I spread his legs and buried my face in his crotch. While I was licking on his balls, he lifted his ass and pulled his cheeks apart. His little, virgin hole was hairless, pink and about the size of a dime. When I started probing it with my tongue, he wrapped his legs around my head and pulled my face between his firm cheeks. When he began to move his hips, I realized he was playing with his cock. "Don’t cum that way," I said as I pulled away from him, "I want you to fuck me." I stood up, pulled my jeans and shorts down to my ankles, positioned myself dodgy style on the twin bed and pulled my ass cheeks apart. I could feel the heat of his body as he put his hands around my waist, took a stance between my legs and pressed his wet cockhead against my hole. I pressed against him and he moaned as his cock slide into my ass. Holding onto my waist, he began to slowly thrust his hard five inches in and out of me. "Is that OK," he said. "It feels fucking great, Randy," I said as I clamped my ass muscles down on his cock, "fuck me hard and shoot a load inside me just like Jimmy did." He grabbed my shoulders and I could feel his hot breath against my neck as he began to pump my ass. After about twenty fast, hot strokes he began to quiver and I felt his dick pumping squirt after squirt of hot cum inside me. Randy was still slowly pumping my ass when we heard a noise. "Randy, just like me, you were born to fuck," Jimmy said as he walked naked into the room, "now that you’ve got Bud opened up and lubed up how about lettin’ your older brother have a piece of that sweet ass?" No sooner than Randy had slipped his cum dripping cock out of my ass than Jimmy had mounted me and was rammed his nine, fat inches deep inside me and began to pump long, fast hard strokes. "Grab my balls, Randy," he said as he began to breath hard, "squeeze them hard the way I like it." Randy, standing on the side, reached between his brother’s legs and began to tug on his big set of bull balls with his left hand and with his right he reached under me and began to rub the pre-cum that was dripping from my piss slit over my cockhead. "That’s the way, Randy" Jimmy said as he pounded me until I thought my insides were going to explode, "squeeze my balls and stroke Bud off." When Randy wrapped his hand around my cock, I could feel a hot load of cum began to rattle my balls and roar up my shaft. "Beat it faster, Randy," I said, "beat the cum out of my cock." Randy was an expert at giving hand jobs and within seconds I blew a load into his hand. While I was still shooting cum, I clamped my ass muscles around Jimmy’s cannon cock and he gave one final thrust that rattled my teeth and I could feel thick globs of his hot cum spraying my insides. While Jimmy was still slow fucking my ass, Randy got on his knees in front of me and lubbed up his five uncut inches with my cum, his cock hadn’t gone down even after I’d blown him and he’d fucked me, and began stroking it against my lips. I opened my mouth so that I could lick his cockhead and taste my cum and his pre-cum. He was quick on the trigger and it only took him a few dozen strokes to blow another big load into my mouth. His third load was as big and creamy as his first one. "Let’s get cleaned up," Jimmy said as he eased his cock out of my ass, "and get down to the camp. Fucking makes me thirsty and if we don’t get down there soon, Earl and the other guys will have finished off the both bourbon and the beer." I could feel Randy and Jimmy’s cum leaking out of my ass and running down my thighs as I followed them into the small shower. (I would like to hear from legal age guys who’ve had similar experiences)