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When I was twelve I was skinny and had an awkward mess of shaggy brown for hair. I wasn't the kind of guy that girls would ooh and ahh over but I didn’t want their attention anyways. Recently I was noticing guys. In gym, I tried to sneak a peek at other guys’ cocks and would sometimes go home and masturbate about me sucking their dicks and being fucked in the ass. I knew I wasn't like most guys, which made me feel even more awkward when I met Cameron. Cameron was skinny, like me, but had straight blonde hair with long bangs that swept past his eyes. He usually kept it tucked behind his ears. Nothing was sexier when a strand would fall out of place and dangle, teasingly, next to his tanned face. Cameron was my age and his family lived in a house across from my Uncle Frank and Aunt Carol's farm. His dad was some hotshot attorney who wanted to live some place rural. Lucky for me, his dad was cheap and Cameron earned his money doing chores for my Aunt and Uncle.

When I first seen Cameron, he was cleaning manure from the stable. He had his shirt off and he smiled when he seen me and walked over and introduced himself. His hair was dangling across his face. We became fast friends.

One afternoon we were hanging out drinking Cokes when Cameron said he wanted to show me something. Curiously I followed him into the corn. After what seemed like a mile we ended up in a small clearing in the middle of the field. A small clubhouse was built there and inside the clubhouse was a mattress, flashlights, electric lanterns, and three pornos.

Cameron leaned over to me, "Want to look at these??"
"Wow, where did you get these?"
He gave a half-cocked smile and said, "I actually stole them from a truck stop when I went on vacation last summer." He paused for a second and said, "So... do you want to look at them?"
"Sure," I said, knowing by the title of one of the magazines 'Teen Whores' that it was straight porn. I was hoping that I could get off by seeing some pictures of huge dicks. As I bent down to reach for one of the magazines, Cameron's face turned white and he tried to casually hide the bottom magazine under the mattress.
"Why did you hide that one for?" I said evilly.
"No reason. It's just not that good, that's all"
"Come on. Let me see It." and I reached over to grab the magazine from under the mattress. Cameron grabbed a hold of my wrist and tried to push me away from it.
"You got a mag. You don’t need to see this one."
"Come on," I said with frustration, "Just let me see it." And I continued to struggle for it. Finally I was on top of Cameron and managed to kneel on his shoulders to keep him from squirming around. I reached under the mattress and pulled out the magazine that read: "Twink Mania" Cameron's face turned beet red and he stopped struggling.
"You probably don’t want to hang out with me now," he said sadly, "Since I'm a fag."

I leaned over and pressed my hot lips against his and I could feel his smooth tongue pushing into my mouth. I pulled back and I said, "I'm gay too." He smiled and pulled me towards him and we started making out again. His tounge gentle moving in and out of my mouth, his lips pulling back on mine.

"I've wanted to kiss you since I met you," Cameron said breathing a little heavier. I smiled back and held up the magazine, "Want to look through this together?" Cameron smiled and started to take off his clothes. He had the cutest tan which showed off his beautiful little body.

We got naked and sat bare-assed on the mattress with our dicks in each other's hands. He'd slowly pump my dick and occassionally look at me to see how I was liking it. His dick was small and I jacked him off slowly, occassionally rubbing his little balls to which he would let out a small sigh of pleasure. We jerked off for what seemed like a while to images of guys jerking off together, just like we were. One image really got our attention since it was of a guy with cum dripping all over his face and mouth.
"Have you ever eaten cum before?" I asked Cameron to which he responded, "No, but I wouldn't mind trying it." Soon, he learned over my dick and started putting it into his mouth. My dick wasn’t very big, maybe 4 inches hard but Cameron made me feel like my dick was a foot long. He sucked and moaned slightly as he licked precum off the top of my head. I ran my fingers through his blonde hair and moved my hips up and down as Cameron bobbed his head and ran his tongue up and down my small shaft. I groaned slightly and said, "Oh god--that feels so good Cam. Keep sucking me." Cameron stopped on occassion to suck on my balls for a minute, his little hand still wrapped around my throbbing little dick. After only a minute or two I felt a strange sensation in my stomach and knew I was going to cum. I took a few deep breaths in and said with quick breaths, "I’m gunna cum... uhh... I'm gunna..." but before I could finish I came all over Cameron's face. It dripped down his cheek towards his mouth. He laughed and started to push my cum towards his now cummy lips. I watched as he ate the creamy boy milk from face adn then proceeded to suck the cum from the end of my now tiny dick. After sucking me clean, he then smiled at me and said, "You taste good." I smiled back and pushed him against the mattress and started to suck him off.

I have never sucked a dick before but I assumed it wouldn't be too hard. I pulled his hips towards me and I ran my tongue up and down his shaft, flicking the tip of his head with my tongue and then slowly jerked him off. He moaned and said breathily, "Oh yes.. Suck me.. suck me." I put his cock into my mouth and it fit perfectly. His dick was about as big as mine. I had barely started when his hips started to shake and a hot creamy liquid filled my mouth. I swallowed. I now knew what cum tasted like. "Sorry," Cameron said, "It felt so good... I thought I'd last longer." I smiled at him and kissed his lips, "You taste good too." He smiled and we spooned on the mattress for an hour or so. My hand jerking him off every so often, his head turning to kiss me. We stayed like that on the mattress for what seemed like an hour or more. From the distance I could hear my Aunt calling for me and I knew I had to leave Cameron's side. When I got up, Cameron look deeply disappointed.

"Hey, I gotta go back. Do you want to meet here tomorrow morning?"
Cameron lifted himself up and he slowly kissed me again. His tongue sliding out of my mouth. He ran his hands up my body and lowered his head to my cock which was hard again. He gave the head a few gentle sucks and looked up at me. I placed my hand on the side of his face and gentle stroked his hair as he opened his warm mouth and began to move his head up adn down my shaft once more. He used his tounge more, flciking it adn running it up and down my cock like it was an ice cream. He kept his hand on my balls, massaging them and jerking me off as I fucked his mouth. I was still not used to having someone suck ym cock let alone someone as sexy as Cameron so it wasn't long before I blew my load again. This time, every drop was in his mouth and he looked up from me with those beautiful blue eyes of his, my cock dripping with cum and said, "How about next time," he said holding up the magazine, "We try what's on page 53." The image showed two hot guys: one was sitting on the other's cock.

"Sounds good," I said as I pulled up my boxers, jeans and pulled over my T-shirt. "I'll see you here tomorrow?"
"I hope so," Cameron said, looking for his own boxer shorts. "Can you be here in the morning around 9?" I smiled and said, "as long as we get to do page 53." "It's a date," Cameron said smiling.

The next morning I raced over to the fort to see Cameron waiting for me. He looked excited and held up a tube of KY Lubricant. "I got this from my Mom and Dads room," he said sounding very pleased with himself. "I was hoping that you could fuck me," Cameron said leaning back on the dew soaked mattress and showing me his asshole. "I've been fingering my ass since I got up. I couldn’t stop thinking of you." Just the sight of that beautiful boy with his ass up in the air waiting for me to penetrate him has given me so much jerking off material. Even today, that si the one mental referance I use when I want to get hard fast. It was no suprise that my cock began to bulge at the sight of him. I threw off my jeans and boxers and pulled off my tank top as Cameron passed me the KY. I squirted the liquid in my hands and ran it up and down my little shaft. I looked over at Cameron who was on his knees with his ass was in air waiting for me to put my hard dick inside him. I crawled over to him, and kneeled behind him. Surprisingly, my little cock slid in nicely since Cameron had been working on it for so long. However, the moment I pressed it in, Cameron winced in pain. "You okie?" I said.
"Yeah...," he replied hastefully, "I just didn’t think it would burn."
"Do you want me to keep doing this?"
"Yes. Don't stop. I've wanted this all night. I don’t care how much it stings."
I kept pumping my dick between his smooth buns. Cameron eventually stopped wincing and started moaning slightly. "Fuck me harder!! Oh god fuck me." I kept thrusting, changing my speed from fast to slow every now adn then reaching around to jerk him off. Cameron kept moaning and saying, "Fuck me..fuck me.." Eventually, he said, "Lay back..let me sit on your dick." So I did what he requested. I fell back on the wet mattress, my dick hard and smelling slightly, and he mounted me. His legs were on either side of me, his dick facing me. He winced again as he slid back on my rod and then leaned over and kissed me again. His lips were warm, his breath hot. He started to bounce, every now adn then grunting and saying, "Ooh--god.." While he was fucking me I jerked him off adn watched as his dick shot a small off-white load on my stomach. This was too much, just as he finished, I emptied my cock into his ass. Filling it with warm cum. He sat there for a few moments, wiping sweat from his damp blonde hair. My dick soon fell out of his ass and he fell beside me. His arm draped over my chest. I used my fingers to scoop up his cum and placed it in my mouth. His cum was so sweet. We layed there on the wet mattress for hours, kissing, jerking each other off, as we eventually fell asleep wishing the summer would never end for us.

Now I’m 18, driving back to the same place where I had my first sexual experiences. No other man would measure up to that twelve-year-old boy and how he made me feel so much like a man. All other guys I was with, none could measure up to him. The sensations I felt, the pleasure I had, the time I spent was too much for any man to give me. I sometimes wish I was twelve again so I could relive the days we were together. As I pulled into the driveway, my Aunt Carol and Uncle Frank were there prepared to greet me as was a tall, gorgeous guy with blonde hair tucked behind his ear. A strand had come loose and danced by his cheek. As I got out of the truck he smiled at me and introduced himself. "Hey, I don’t know if you remember me but we met when we were twelve. My name is..."
"Cameron..." I smiled.

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My sister Beth and I grew up on a farm in Indiana. Living out in the country was pretty much a dull and restricted sort of life for teenagers. Since we had to ride the school bus, we had no opportunity to participate in extracurricular school activities--it was off to school in the morning and back home right school was out. This schedule cut down on our opportunities for dating, too, since it gave neither of us much chance to develop any kind of serious friendships or romantic relations with...

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The Davis Farm

                                                                 The Davis Farm                                                      Chapter 1 Soldier Boy                                                       by roccodadom44                                                       [email protected]  It sure wasnt what I expected, not at all. Having volunteered for the Union, out of Massachusetts, where I had been a seaman on coalers, I wanted to see the organized majestry of war, mid...

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Refugees IIChapter 4 An Experimental Farm

August 4, 1993 The ‘Dead Lands’ was a desert. The soil was rich, but the land was barren for the simple reason that there was no water. After a rain, the whole area blossomed with plants that grew quickly, flowered, wilted; and then disappeared under a harsh sun. Deep beneath the ground was an aquifer that could be tapped to turn the desert area into productive farm land. Unfortunately, how much water was actually available was still unknown, and Jade Force was made of the kind of people who...

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The family farm

"Your uncle and his family will be here soon Honey!" Your mom called to you. Finally! They were driving a caravan across a few states for a family friend. When they had delivered it they were going to stay with you and your mom on the old family farm for for the summer. They did not know for how long, but your uncle could afford flight tickets back. Though the house on the old family farm would be cramped, it would be nice to see them again, and get everything working. A tinge of shame filled...

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A Night on the Farm

It was late and we still had many miles to go. I was travelling with James, a gay friend of mine, and after landing a couple of days ago in El Paso, we had driven up through New Mexico, and now were heading to the area known as the Four Corners, where the four states of Arizona, Utah, Colorado and New Mexico meet. The reason for the trip was to look for some quite rare species of cactus plants, the collecting and cultivation of which were an unusual passion of mine. On field trips such as...

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Grandmas Farm

Grandma Hazel had four siblings; all boys. She was the third child and the only female of the five children. Thomas was the oldest child followed by, George, then Grandma Hazel, later Earl and Walter, the youngest boy. Her brothers were very protective of her and chased off any boyfriend that didn’t meet the high standards they had set for her. Grandma Hazel worked the farm right alongside her brothers and was considered by most as being a tough, but beautiful girl. She could toss a bale of...

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Femdom Farm

FEMDOM FARM ? 1, THE TRIAL ???????????????????????????????? FEMDOM FARM ? 1, THE TRIAL I knew I was in the shit as soon as I saw the bitch of a judge. She was one of those haughty ?Are you man enough?? whores, with flashing brown eyes, black hair that fell to her shoulders in glistening shafts, with a big, red mouth and a stunning ?Tit fuck? type figure. Oh, and she was black. And I could tell she didn?t like the look of little old white boy me, with my unfashionably long blonde hair...

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A Mercenarys TaleChapter 2 The Farm

As they made their way towards the centre of the village, Simon was walking along side Donald leading his horses. When they arrived, they were surprised that Felix’s body was still lying in the street. It was obvious that some animals had gnawed on it during the night. “Why hasn’t someone moved his body?” Donald enquired of the folk standing around. “It’s up to the relatives to deal with the body,” one of the men told him. “So what happens if there are no relatives? Is it just left in the...

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Mothers Milk Farm

Molly had celebrated her sixteenth birthday at a wild lesbian party on Valentine's Day; Rachael was three months older, but really submissive, always preferring to be tied up during childhood rough and tumble games.Sex Education in this Erotic Literature Fantasy Land is highly problematic for teachers and students alike. As the High School Human Biology Teacher, Ms Lizzy Jones has to ensure that only the sixteen-year-olds are allowed to talk about human reproduction and sexuality, promulgating...

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Jeff Leaves the Farm

CHAPTER 1 Love lies waiting for everyone, er almost everyone and in the romance stakes Jeff Harrison was a marginal candidate and that’s being generous. Jeff was lanky with mousy hair, big ears that almost flapped and had earned him the nickname of Dumbo at school. He tried to hide his weak chin with stubble he kept trimmed to about three-quarters of an inch but he was nibble-brained and great at fixing things. He grew up unloved because his mother wished she’d birthed two daughters rather...

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The Stud Farm

This is a purely fantasy storyEveryone knows that for some couples it is hard to get pregnant. When it is down to the guy having a low sperm count (or no sperm at all) then there are the sperm banks. However, these are very expensive and have a high failure rate. Also with the change in law in the UK a few years ago the donors of the sperm can no longer remain anonymous. An enterprising couple decided that they would provide a different service. They would keep the idea of selecting the best...

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The Farm

“Ok Grandpa, I can come down for the weekend. I’ve missed seeing you and Grandma. I have someone who I’d like you to meet.” I said as Grandpa was getting excited that I met someone. He knew my ex-boyfriend and knew he was nothing but trouble. “I sure hope he’s good to you.” Yes he is, in so many ways,” I reply. “We will be down by 4 in the afternoon on Friday, if that’s ok with you and Grandma?”My boyfriend Jimmy is thrilled to be going to visit with my grandparents, I talk about them all...

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7 Cuckold Farm

7. Cuckold Farm. They had been married for some years now, Joe a hard working tractor driver in his 40`s and at one time a keen sexual being, Pam his wife, mid 30`s and not quite so keen sexually, at least to start with, never starting anything sexual at all and only then because of her feelings of duty and not because of any joy in the act. Once started and warmed up though she would “go with the flow” and would “get into the zone” as some would say and could be adventurous in her repertoire,...

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Seduced on the farm

This happened a few years back. I had recently left the service. I was in the Navy, CB’s, and after 6 years, I finally left. I was only 25 at the time, and came back home, to Oklahoma. The town I am from was okay size, around 20 thousand people, so there was plenty to do there, but jobs were hard to come by. When I moved back, I stayed with my mom and younger sister, Julie. My sister was 21 and just finishing up college, and lucky for her, she could live at home while attending school. Our dad...

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Down on the Farm

Kyle came out to his grandparents farm every summer. He always looked forward to it. He liked the change of scenery. He lived in the city with his folks and it was nice to get out in the country were everything was green and growing and you had some space. Another thing he looked forward to was hanging out with Jake. Jake’s parents had a place about half a mile down the road and he would come by in the afternoon when he got done working with his Dad. Kyle and Jake had been summertime friends...

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Auction At The Farm

Auction At The Farm----------We had just finished breakfast and were heading for the main barn office, when an entourage of black Suburbans followed by a sleek stretch limousine pulled into the parking area. Several sets of well-dressed men with dark glasses fairly well leapt out of the Suburbans and took positions around the limousine.My first impression was that the President or some other high government official had come for a visit. The men in dark glasses all had noticeable bulges, not in...

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7 Cuckold Farm

7. Cuckold Farm. They had been married for some years now, Joe a hard working tractor driver in his 40`s and at one time a keen sexual being, Pam his wife, mid 30`s and not quite so keen sexually, at least to start with, never starting anything sexual at all and only then because of her feelings of duty and not because of any joy in the act. Once started and warmed up though she would “go with the flow” and would “get into the zone” as some would say and could be adventurous in her...

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Just Another Average Night On the Farm

A tongue in cheek look at what happens when sissies, along with those who love them, get together for a fun-filled evening. "Just Another Average Night On the Farm" By: Simonne Danielle © 2008 - 2009 All Rights Reserved [email protected] Tonight was gonna be a special night as far as I was concerned. My plan was to help Laurie's mom get ready for her date and get her out of the house as quickly as possible. Once Evelyn was gone we'd have all evening for...

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Changing states at Sunnydale Farm

Excerpt Changing states at Sunnydale FarmBy lil-r-r-h She watched the door. Waiting. She was tied spread-eagle on a large bed that dominated the freshly decorated guest room.? Her hands and feet secured at the corners and there was a low power vibrator buzzing away frustratingly deep inside her, just not quite sufficient power to do anything other than aggravate her aroused body.? He?d spent the day pampering and exciting her; he?d kept her in a constant state of arousal and had denied her...

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Chalk Down Farm

Chalk Down was the smallest farm in the Meon Valley. This was partly due to the ancient chalk quarry that bordered our top field, forming a natural barrier. They reckoned that it’s location would’ve been a site for ancient cave dwellers. The farm had been in Pa’s family for generations; he’d married Mam who’d lived in the village. Although Chalk Down was not big enough for grazing livestock it could accommodate a few horses alongside producing some grain and ground crops but local folk...

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Basha sold the farm

Basha Bagrowski came from a proud Polish Nebraska farm family. Her father and mother died in a car crash driving back from a night on the town in Omaha. She missed her father and mother. They used to sit on the front porch in the evening and her dad would play the accordion and sing Polish songs.She had to sell the farm. Basha could not do anything about it. She could not work the farm alone. Basha had sold all the animals and farm equipment. She sat on the front porch steps with her head in...

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