Growing up on Family Farm

I grew up on the family farm, typical rural life, the family worked hard together when we needed to, it was a lot of work, especially as a kid growing up. It taught me true values and gave me a strong work ethic. There were my parents, my older brother Ted, and myself, oh yeah and a handful of animals that were more like pets, though we used the eggs and milk. My favorite memory was 2 horses, that we used for riding mostly around the property. Not only did I learn farming and chores, but animal care, and mechanical skills working with my dad on the various equipment, repairing barns and buildings. Overall growing up on the farm taught me more life lessons than anything I learned in school. Oh yeah, the farm also taught me about my sexual awakening.

My brother Ted was only a year older than me, he just turned 19. Mom worked part time at the grocery store in town. Dad usually spent the day working the fields or in the shop building. Ted and I went to school, when in it was in session and spent after school daylight hours working around the farm, and then homework after dinner. Summers were another story. Don’t get me wrong it wasn’t all work, we made plenty of time to play, and later, date and raise havoc in town.

Our closest neighbor was another family farm, the Martins, who shared a property line or it should be called a creek line. We were good friends with them and always helped each other or borrowed stuff. They had a son Chester who was about a year older than Ted. Chet was you typical stereotype rural farmer, he always wore bib overalls, rarely a shirt, except to school or church, and old almost worn out boots, he always said with just the right amount of “patina”, I’d say cow shit. He was usually very tanned, with dirty blond hair in an almost mullet haircut. A straw hat would be perfect, but he always wore a John Deer baseball cap instead.

As younger kids Ted and I usually hung out with Chet together, we’d either drive a tractor or take the horses down to the creek and swimming hole, in the summer and meet up to swim (skinny dip) or play in the field and play frisbee or catch. As we got older we drifted somewhat apart, or I should say “I” drifted apart, as Chet and Ted went off together leaving me behind more often than not, part of growing up I guess, they wanted to do more adult things and leave little brother behind.

I always looked up to Chet and Ted, and used them to gauge my growth and maturity, as I always thought I was slower developmentally, they got growth spurts first and they got pubic hair first, to be expected as I was a year or two younger, but it seemed to take me 2 or 3 years to catch up to them, Even though Chet was a year older than Ted, his hair being somewhat blonde, he seemed to take longer than Ted. I was very self conscious of this fact, this is probably what also helped drive us somewhat apart.

Often I’d sneak up or follow them, and watch what they did, but they still did the same stuff only without me. I usually stayed far enough away that I was undetected, sometimes I’d crash them and join in like old times, I did sometimes miss their friendship, but also enjoyed my new found freedom and alone time.

One day dad asked me to get some stuff in from the barn that he needed in the workshop, so I headed over and started gathering my small list of stuff, several times I heard some noises coming from what I thought was the hay loft, but passed it off as the horses or better yet, Chet and Ted always tried to convince me it was haunted. I took the stuff back to dad and he sent me off not needing my help. On my way back toward the barn, I had noticed the Martins tractor parked behind the barn hidden by the bluff.

Intrigued by the noises I headed back inside the barn, to investigate, I was on a mission, this time I approached very quietly, playing secret agent spy in my mind. Not really expecting to find anything out of the ordinary. This time I thought I heard some voices before I got all the way there. Once inside the voices stopped, but I defiantly heard some rustling from up in the loft. Some thing or someone was up there, maybe a bird or animal of some sort. So in my quiet spy mode, so as not to scare it off too soon, I climbed on top of the horse stall and pulled myself up to the loft area blocked off by wood slat fence boards to hold the hay back from falling into the stall. Kneeling and peering through the slats it was only Chet and Ted. So I watched for a while trying to decide how to scare them at the proper time. Upon closer inspection, I noticed Ted was laying on the floor with his partial shoulders and head leaning onto some hay bails, the rest of his back was on the floor, Chet was laying perpendicular to Ted With his head actually laying on Teds chest, as Chet was just inches away looking at Teds face, I should say staring,…. unnaturally staring. Ted bent down at his neck and locked Chet’s mouth in a kiss, I wiped my eyes in disbelief and looked back at them again. Sure enough, Chet and Ted were kissing, man and woman type kissing.

I then watched as Ted slid his hand under Chet’s bibs and was rubbing his chest never breaking from that very long intense kiss, it wasn’t a kiss like I ever realized two people doing, they were what appeared to be mouthing each other’s faces, could Ted and Chet be using tongues? While their faces were meshing and Teds hands were wandering further into Chet’s bibs, I was getting a raging hard on just watching them. Soon Ted unbuttoned one side of Chet’s overalls allowing Ted better access to what appeared to allow him to get inside deeper, Ted was now elbow deep into what must be Chet’s private area. Chet began squirming with pleasure, as he moved his hips up and down as well. Could this be happening? I thought.

I became mesmerized by what these two guys that l knew all my life were actually doing, yes I’ve heard of this stuff before, but it’s here in my barn, I’m actually seeing it. Never in 100 years did I ever think this was even possible. I was to say the least, in disbelief.

After what seemed to be hours, Chet got up and pulled his other arm out of the bibs, as Ted tried to pull him back down, but Chet grabbed his wrist and stood Ted up instead, where I saw a “tenting tightness” in Teds pants as they grabbed each other in a hugging kiss and embrace, Ted grabbed Chet’s backside and pulled the two closer together as they gyrated their hips into each other. Ted slid his other hand down Chet’s pant side and slid the overalls down over his hips dropping his pants, (with no underwear cause Chet never wore any), to his knees. Yup Chet had a true farmers tan, everywhere his bibs didn’t cover, in fact he was white wherever his bibs used to cover, that he looked like he still had them on, the tan lines were that distinct. Chet’s body was well proportioned, Chet’s muscles had muscles, Then there was Chet’s dick bouncing to erectness, freed from restrictions as he rubbed it up against Ted. It was big, it’s been a few years since I saw it, and yes, as kids we got the occasional hard on while skinny dipping, but we always managed to hide them from each other. Perhaps the cold creek water caused more shrinkage then I remember back then. Back to Chet’s dick, it was large, and his balls were bigger than I ever imagined, a thin blonde peach fuzz covered it and traveled up to his chest rounding out his nipples, about as much hair as I remembered him having a few years back, no thicker nor darker, just a nice sexually gratifying blanket of peachy soft fuzz which Ted was seemingly enjoying running his fingers through.

Chet tugged at Teds shirt wanting him to remove it, forcing them to break their kiss, as he removed it one handedly over his head. Chet’s hands fumbled with Teds pants button and zipper, once fully opened, in one motion Chet peeled them, Teds underwear and all to each side and down, as they each fumbled to get their knees and feet freed from their own tangled pant legs, but Chet’s boots caught him off balance, making him fall to the floor, Ted dropping down to help him remove them. Now both totally naked, Ted dove on top of Chet grinding their naked skin together while yet still kissing again.

I was intrigued with the intensity of their embracing love for one another, this clearly wasn’t their first time at this, and it wasn’t just show me yours, and I’ll show you mine, type mastabatory sex. They clearly wanted to spend time enjoying each other’s bodies, rather than a hurry up and get off. Frankly I could have coughed or sneezed and they wouldn’t have noticed me.

After what seemed a long long time after, Ted took the first move and slid his head down to Chet’s neck and upper chest, bringing his own knees up toward Chet’s shoulders, and instinctively Chet reached down and began fondling Teds dick. Incidentally Teds dick also seemed much larger than I ever remembered it. But then again it’s been a while and I seem to be maturing less rapidly, except today, today I think my own dick grew bigger than ever before, as it hurt in my pants, I reached down rubbed and repositioned it finally opening my fly making it less restrained. I slowly began rubbing it through my soft cotton underwear, making me close my eyes in pleasure, oh wait, I’m missing the action happening a few feet away from me, so I opened my eyes and grabbed the rail with both hands relieving my stiff knees, that have been kneeling on this wood ledge for the last hour or so.

They continued touching each other, and Ted gradually moved to Chet’s dick, straightening his legs up past Chet’s head, giving Chet full access to Teds dick and balls, somehow they gradually worked their way from face to face grinding to a beautiful 69, sucking and feeling each other, their heads went from bobbing in sync to out of sync as one was faster than the other, Chet’s ass was facing toward me, and like it was a brand new sight, his ass was round, plump, muscular and firm, again covered in a fine blonde peach fuzz. Suddenly Ted reached around Chet’s ass and began grabbing and digging his dull bitten nails into each side pulling his cheeks apart, giving me a clear view of his slightly brownish hole. It was so freaking hot I went back to my own dick and pulled it out of my cotton briefs now, sliding my hands across its smooth skin, feeling wonderful. I continued to self massage with one hand as I held on tightly to the board rail with the other, as I didn’t want to fall back into the horse stall. I assume Chet was doing the same to Teds ass.

A while later they were both moaning, actually in unison, and mumbling something that I couldn’t make out as they were talking to one another with their mouths full of dick, but they both apparently understood what each other was saying cause they changed positions and continued to satisfy each other. Suddenly Chet made a loud moan and started thrusting his ass into Teds face, he was cumming, and Ted without a flinch pulled Chet’s ass into his face harder, not pulling off, obviously sucking the cum out of Chet and swallowing every drop. Teds mouth came off Chet’s dick raising his head and began talking dirty to Chet, “suck my dick Chester,….. suck it good,…. you suck like my grandmother,….. bear down on that shaft…. make me cum in your god damn throat like I’ve never cum befooooree”,……. as he released his cum juice into Chet’s mouth, Chet swallowing every bit as well. They broke and laid on their backs for a while letting those stiff hard ons subside to semi erect woodies.

I was manhandling my own dick with its red bulging head, till I shot streams of cum into the bails of hay, practically loosing my balance, and saving myself from falling into the horse stall, I was sure the noise may have alerted Ted and Chet to my presence so I stayed down below the rail, I slowly came back up to the two of them back to kissing again.

Soon Ted pushed Chet on his side, with Chet’s front now facing me, and began caressing Chet’s ass crack with his dick. I could see Chet’s dick getting hard again as now it was facing me, as Ted reached over and grabbed Chet’s dick and began massaging it again. Suddenly with no lube Ted was fully inside Chet, and the two were rocking each other again, Ted continued his reach around till Chet yelled I’m cumming again. Chet’s first release spewed a good distance, as it almost reached where I was, Christ it was so hot, I almost wanted to reach over and touch it. Ted continued to fuck Chet’s ass, releasing his spent dick and grabbing his hips and rocking away as Chet’s face appeared to be in pain from lack of lube, when suddenly Ted said I’m… I’m… cuuu….cuuu…cummming, and he kept pounding his ass as he was obviously releasing inside of him, and suddenly Chet’s face opened with joy as Teds cum lubricated the dry aching hole and he began rocking with Ted again, they even continued rocking away long after they were spent, Ted obviously limp by now pulled all the way out, as they rested and whispered to each other.

They arose quickly dressed and headed down, Ted walked Chet to his tractor out back, as I took the opportunity to escape out the front. Soon after the tractor started, and drove off, I passed Ted as I was coming from the front of the barn and he came from behind, and asked him in passing “what’s up”? He said “not much squirt, what are you up too”? I said “nothing much, how bout you”? He said “he was puttering around the barn”, thought he’d head to the house or shop to see what pops up to. I told him “I thought I saw him in the shop a little while ago”. He headed off toward the shop, I ran up to the loft and looked closer for evidence of their dirty deed, sure enough after searching long enough I found a glob of Chet’s cum over by where I was and I just had to touch it, feel it, smell it, and run it’s texture through my fingers. I got hard all over again, shit I was scared to try to taste it, but I chickened out.

Now I’d have to pay more attention to Ted and Chet, as their escapade that I stumbled onto was very hot, and I can probably catch them again.

Part 2 to soon follow..