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Playing in Sneedville

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: jacknmac Posted on: 27 Nov 2004 1 comments
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That trip to my roommate's home is still fresh in my memory...When I went away to college in September 1966 it was the first time that I had spent any time away from home except for visiting relatives. My dorm room was probably the smallest in the building. It was on the end and on the second floor. My roommate David, was a dark skinned young man with coal colored hair and a penchant for complaining about just about everything. He said his great grandfather had married a Melungeon woman which accounted for his dark complexion and hair. I was not used to sleeping in the same room with a stranger and slept fitfully for the first week. Though I had a hardon almost immediately upon crawling under the covers I was reluctant to do much more that quiet fondling for fear of being discovered playing with my dick. There were times during the night that I thought I could hear his breathing get heavier and heavier and then stop for a few moments followed by a loud release of this breath. He said that his erratic breathing was because of his allergies. I'm not sure that I believed him. After a few days I was in desperate need and began slipping out of the room late at night and down the hall to the bathroom where I would give myself a quick cum into the toilet. Once I was almost caught by the counselor. It was about 3:30 in the morning. I was standing in the stall with my back to the door. As the first surge splattered on the wall behind the bowl I heard the door open. It was too late to stop so I pulled up my jockey shorts with my cock still pumping semen saturating the front of my shorts and running down my thigh. I held the door to the stall closed until I heard him finish taking a leak and leaving. From then on I hid a washcloth under my mattress and used just the tips of my fingers on the slippery precum moistened head of my dick. It didn't take very long to shoot my load into the quickly semen encrusted washcloth. I slept much better after developing this strategy. My roommate continued to have his "breathing difficulties" almost every night. Neither of us ever mentioned our nocturnal habits though we both eventually became less clandestine in our activities and would lay quietly pretending to be asleep while the other was audibly slapping his crotch. It didn't occur to us to offer each other a "hand" but I'm certain we both enjoyed the nightly seranade of squishing precum and lotion, squeaking springs and rapid breathing coming from the bunkbed above or below us. Such were the times that neither of us would have admitted, even to ourselves, that we enjoyed it those first few weeks. David lived on a small farm near Sneedville in the mountains of East Tennessee. He had a younger brother in the 6th grade and a sister who was in the 8th grade. My parents invited him to spend the weekend on our farm on a couple of occasions and he seemed pleased to enjoy the home cooking. We went rabbit and squirrel hunting but never killed anything. He asked if I could spend the next weekend at his house in Sneedville. Fortunately there were few fall chores to be done on the farm and my parent agreed to let me go.The next Friday we caught the bus to Rogersville where his father picked us up. The farm house was an old two story log stucture with white washed clapboard siding. Pasture fields hugged the hilly terrain like a blanket carelessly thrown over mounds of stone and forest and I could hear the clanking of cow bells somewhere just out of sight. David's parents were very friendly and said that they were glad I came because they had to drive to Knoxville on Saturday to deliver some cows to the stock market and David could use the help on the farm until they got home Sunday morning. That night I had to sleep with David in a double bed that he normally shared with his younger brother. His sister had her own room at the other end of the house with her parents' room between them. It was cool that night and I woke up to find David "spooned" against my back. He was snoring slightly and I thought I could feel a firmness against my ass but wasn't sure and soon went back to sleep. In the middle of the night I felt a cold draft. I raised myself on my elbows and in the moonlight could see David standing in front of the open window. His back was to me so he didn't notice that I was awake. He was leaning against the bottom of the window sill obviously masturbating into the chilly night air. I quietly lay back down keeping one eye open and reaching one hand inside my jeans. After about 10 minutes, David suddenly stiffened and with a quiet grunt thrust his hips toward the open window. I turned over facing the wall and pretended to be asleep as he gingerly crept back into bed. Somehow I managed to go back to sleep. The sun came up Saturday morning cold and frosty. After a good breakfast of fat back, fried eggs, cat-head biscuits and gravy, and home made jam, David and I helped his father load the cows into the trailer. His mother was going along to do some shopping. The four of us waved goodbye until the truck and trailer disappeared into the morning mist rising from the sun warmed frost. The day might turn out to be fairly pleasant after all. After we finished feeding all the cows, pigs, and chickens David and I were sitting on the front steps chewing on a piece of grass when Joey asked David if he was going to "play" today. "Play what?" I asked looking at David who's face was turning red. "Maybe later when we don't have company." David said. When Joey went back in the house David told me the story of accidentally catching Joey behind the barn that summer totally naked playing with his hard little dick while Millie watched him. They begged him not to tell on them and he said he wouldn't. Of course the visualization of this account had an instant effect on my groin since it had been a few days since I'm had relief. The old jeans that David had given me to wear while we did the chores were a little too small and the outline of my stiffening member was clearly visible through the denim. "Have you ever done that?" I asked hesitantly while trying to shift my position and conceal the evidence of my arousal. "I used to but don't anymore...sometimes I watch them "put on a show" now but that's all." he said searching my face for any hint of disapproval. "I hope you won't tell anyone. I would get in a lot of trouble if Mom and Dad ever found out." he said worriedly. "I won't tell." I reassured him and then took the plunge , "but I sure would like to see "a show" sometime...if I could...". He turned and looked at me intently. I suddenly felt very small and dirty for even suggesting that I wanted to see his sister and brother naked. After a while a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth and he said "Okay, tonight."As dusk crept over the fields we finished the evening chores and made our way back to the house. Millie had laid out some leftovers on the kitchen table. David finished his sandwich and went into the living room and started a fire in the large stone fireplace. Joey was touching Millie under the table with his foot as she fussed at him in mock anger. "If you don't quit it I'm going to pull down your pants and give you a spanking!" she threatened. Joey stood up, turned around and pulled his jeans down and wiggled his bare butt at Millie who picked up a fly swatter and chased him out of the room. I slid my chair back and put my dishes in the sink. I could hear Joey and Millie running around upstairs and squealing at one another as I moved into the living room. There were two over stuffed armchairs next to the fireplace and a sofa on the opposite side. David was sitting in one of the armchairs with his shoes off and one leg draped over the arm. I sat on the end of the sofa nearest the fire and slipped my shoes off too. "I'm stuffed." David abruptly delared as he undid his belt and unzipped his jeans. I could see even in the flickering light that he had no underwear on as he reach inside his fly and readjusted himself. He looked at me and said, "You might as well get comfortable too. Those jeans look really tight." I hesitated but he gave me a nod and a grin. As soon as the button was undone my jeans immediately unzipped themselves and my now semi hard dick sprung out. I quickly crossed my legs and stared into the fire. At this moment I heard Joey and Millie come pounding down the stairs. They were laughing as they ran through the living room. Joey was completely naked with Millie hot on his heels with the fly swatter. They ran out into the kitchen and I could hear them whispering excitedly. "You should move over here in this chair." David said. I moved across the room to the chair holding my jeans together. "Are you ready?" Millie called from the kitchen. "Yep!" David answered. Joey and Millie walked slowly into the room covered by a flowered sheet. They twirled around and around under the sheet until it billowed out showing only their bare legs. Suddenly they threw off the sheet and spread it on the floor. They were both naked and Joey was sporting a nearly vertical hardon. They raised their hands above their heads and continued to spin around until throwing themselves on the floor where they rolled around each other in their dizziness. Millie's breasts were just a little more than a hand full but very firm with hard pink nipples which rose and fell with her heavy breathing and her pussy was almost devoid of hair. I glance over at David in the next chair. He had pulled an afghan over his lap and I could see his hand rising and falling under it. I glanced down at my crotch and my cock was standing up in the dim light. I looked around and placed a cushion in my lap. Turning my gaze back to the sheet on the floor I found that Joey had rolled onto his back. Millie was standing astride him with her hands on her hips swivelling and thrusting her hips. Joey was rapidly stroking his dick and thrusting his hips upward toward her as she slowly squatted down onto his stomach, took his dick from his hand and rubbed the head of it back and forth along her moist slit. I almost came at that moment even though I was only rubbing myself through the cushion. David stood up with his cock in his hand with his jeans around his knees and walked to the fireplace. He stood there with his feet far apart and his back to us beating his meat with both hands until we heard the sizzle of cum hitting hot stone. I looked back to Joey and Millie. They were watching David squeeze the last drop onto the hearth. Millie sat down beside Joey and helped him get to his feet. She then got on hands and knees and thrust her bare ass toward him. Joey stood behind her and slid his hard little dick back and forth in the crack of her ass until shooting a stream of cum almost to the back of her head. That was the last straw and I leapt to my feet and waddled to the fireplace with my jeans around my thighs squirting cum all the way into the fire the last couple of steps. Millie was laying on her stomach in front of the fire breathing heavily with Joey lying on top of her slowly rubbing his crotch against her cum soaked butt. David stepped into the bathroom and tossed a towel to Joey and Millie. "I guess we should go on to bed." he said matter of factly and climbed the stairs. "Did you like it?" Millie asked with a michievous grin, stood up and threw the towel to me before bounding up the stairs with Joey close behind her dragging the sheet. I stuffed my still leaking dick back in my jeans and walked out on the porch and had a good piss into the chilly night. We caught the bus back to Johnson City the next day and never discussed the weekend. Shortly thereafter David left school and I heard he married his high school sweetheart and still lives in Sneedville.