Story is for over 18 years olds. If any underage are here, it is without my permission.
Caleb Anderson, Cal or Cally he was mostly called, lived with his Grandfather on a small farm in rural Iowa. His family had four boys and two girls. He was the youngest and sent to live with Grandpa when he was twelve because they were too poor to keep him any longer. Two of his brothers went into military service and it helped that thet sent money back home.
Gramps needed the boy anyway. He was getting too old to run the farm by himself. Cally was strong for his age and by the time he was seventeen, he did most of the work. The farm was small, about fifteen aces, but they managed to raise enough corn and beans to bring in money to live on. Then too, they had over fifty walnut and pecan trees along the borders and they helped as well, they were a good cash crop.
Cal was a hard worker. He was up a before six to milk and then get started on the farm chores. By eight at night he was pleased to fall into his narrow bed in the upper story and fall deeply asleep. Once Gramps had to wake him up because there were some dogs in the chicken area. He shook and shook the boy to no avail. Finally he dumped him out of this bed, naked, as he always sleep. That finally awakened him. It was a revelation for Gramps to see the man/boy lying on the floor, his generous penis still with a nighttime erection, lying across his pale tan stomach. Cal used to work through the summer in shorts and work shoes with metal tips. His body was deep tan, except for the area that was covered. "He sure got his smooth skin from his mother," thought Gramps, thinking that if he wasn't a god fearing man he might have taken advantage of the boy as he was so obedient.
In the fall each year Cal would attend the little school about a mile away. This was a country school serving this sparsely populated area. The spinster lady had taught here since she was young and now she was pretty old and gray but still strict. She had to be, the class was of all ages from six to seventeen.
Actually there were only two students, both boys, who were of that age, Caleb and Jeff. Jeff had joined the class only a few months ago. His family bought a farm nearby, they were originally from Walker's Corners, the county seat. Cal used to say to Jeff when he came out with one of his sinful expressions, that the Devil must live in Walker's Corners. Cal marveled that the Corners had a population of two thousand. He could imagine so many people in one town.
The Devil was a real part of life for Cal and Gramps. Gramps fought the Devil everyday. He allowed only the Old Testament in the house because the second Testament talked of a prostitute and other things. Even the old Bible was subject to his censorship as he tore out and parts that seemed too racy, like the Song of Solomon.
Cal was a real innocent. Jeff was greatly taken with the beautiful Cal, his cornhusk hair and blue cornflower eyes, cute turned up nose and generous mouth. Jeff wished he could stroke the soft hay colored hair that fell over the boy's smooth forehead. Jeff was wise in the ways of the world and boy sex. He knew Cal was a little slow witted, and that made him even more appealing. He loved the way the boy would widen his eyes when Jeff would tell him about things that Cal labeled from the Devil.
Jeff was a nice looking boy, short, only five feet six but muscular. His outgoing wise guy nature appealed to everyone as well as his great laugh. The only worry in his otherwise easy life was his growing affection for Cal. He liked girls, of course there weren't any close by, but Cal was as attractive as any girl. He believed it would be easier to get around Cal than it would be with a skittish country girl.
One day Cal and Jeff were walking back from school. They came to the crossroads where Jeff would turn off. He turned to Cal and asked him to come to his farm for some cider and cookies. Cal hesitated because Gramps worried if he wasn't home on time, and then there were some small chores to do before supper. Finally he agreed.
Jeff's ma and pa were in town buying stuff. Cal marveled at the living room. There was a TV and a radio and a record player. He had none of this as Gramps felt they were the Devil's toys. "What do you do all evening without a TV?" Jeff asked.
"Oh, we read and I eat my nuts."
Jeff collapsed in laughing. "Cal looked at him in puzzlement. "Don't you know what your nuts are?" He reached out and cupped Cal's overalls at the crotch.
Cal kind of liked that, but quickly moved away. "Oh, you mean the testickles. Sur, every animal has 'em."
"Did you ever jerk off?"
"What's that."
"Want me to show you."
"Okay."
"Drop your overalls."
Cal looked at him strangely. "What's my overalls got to do with it?"
"Well, you got to be naked to do it, at least mostly naked."
Cal shrugged. He had very little modesty. He opened the brass buckles on his shoulder and let the well-used, soft material to fall at his ankles.
Jeff was transfixed. "You sure have a nice body."
Cal was a furious blusher. His cheeks flamed up and a bright red spot appeared on his chest and his tongue swelled up so he could barely speak. "Thanks, Gramps don't allow mirrors so as I never really saw myself. You really think so? Thank you Jeff, I feel mighty good knowing you like the way I look."
"Yeah," Jeff said, his voice shaking. "And you have a really nice cock."
Cal was unsure what a rooster had to do with him. But Jeff seeing his look said, "Cock, that means your penis, your male organ."
"Oh now I unnerstan. Looky with all the talk it's kinds raising it's head."
"That's called a hard on. You need it that way to jerk off." Look. He reached out and took Cal's rapidly rising penis in his hand, damp with excitement. "You move the skin over it. How's that feel?"
"So good, I kin hardly breathe. Will this hurt it for peeing?"
Jeff grinned to himself. He continued stroking the boy. Cals head lolled back and fell on Jeff's shoulder. Jeff turned and pressed his lips against Cal's hair. "Oh Jeff, I feel different than I ever have fore. Is this okay?"
Jeff's own prick was dripping in his pants. He was breathing as hard as Cal. "Oh Jeff, sumpins happening. My legs feel like they're paralyzed and my backside and ass hole are pullin in and out. Ooh, I think I'm going pee right on the floor."
"No boy, that's the cum, let it go."
Suddenly Cal shouted out "IOWA" in a loud voice, collapsed against Jeff and felt white milk being expelled with force from the hole in front of his penis. It felt scary and wonderful. He was cooing in delight. Finally when it was over he stayed naked and shook Jeff's hands. "Thanks friend Jeff. I own you a great favor. This was just too great. Ifn Gramps thinks it's from the Devil, I just won't tell him."
Jeff, overcome with the intimacy of the moment, wrapped his arms around his friend and hugged him tightly. "There's other stuff I can show you."
Well this didn't get repeated because it was hard for the boys to get together. Cal's house was out because Gramps was always around. Jeff's folks seemed to be home every time he planned to do it again.
Two months went by and school was over, then in three months the harvesting was finished and they had more time before school started again. "Would you like to go to the movies over in Walker's Corners?" Jeff asked. "We can hitch over there. It only costs one dollar fifty for the early afternoon show."
Cal wanted to go more than anything in the world, but he knew that Gramps would never give permission so he lied and said that he and Jeff were going hiking.
They got on the road and in no more than ten minutes a produce truck came along and the boys hopped in the back. The driver let them off in the center of town.
"The Bijou is right around the corner," Jeff called excitedly, "Hurray, it's just time for the first show."
There was a man inside the little booth, a cigarette clamped in his lips. When they boys approached the window, is eyes opened wide. "Welcome fellas, what a nice surprise to have you with us." He licked his lips. "Maybe I'll see you inside."
Jeff ignored him, in fact he scowled at him. Cal had never seen such an expression on Jeff's face, but he figured the more experienced boy must know what he was doing so Cal put as uglier frown on his face as he could. The guy laughed. Jeff put down his money and stepped aside, holding his ticket which the man had already tore in half. Cal counted out the right number of quarters he had saved from his egg money. "Hit the jackpot, eh?" The guy said. Cal decided maybe he was too unpleasant to him. The man was young with dark curly hair and nice features. "Yessiree, that's from my egg money." Jeff pulled him along. The air conditioning hit them in the face as they entered. There was a musty smell. Cal thought it seemed like a sexy smell and his penis swelled a little.
Jeff leaned in to Cal. "Tell you what friend. I'm stopping by the pisser first, I find you. Just take a seat, eh, toward the back where it's darker."
Cal followed instructions. He stood in the back until his eyes could see a little. Seeing the outlines of the people against the lit screen he counted only about twelve heads in the whole place, of course there was a balcony too. He found a seat under the balcony, toward the back as Jeff had said. He was alone in the row. He settled back and watched the screen. "Goodness!" he said aloud as he realized there was a naked lady being intercoursed by large black man. They were grunting and panting. He was just about to get up to find Jeff and tell him about the Devil-like movies on the screen but he was stopped by a figure coming up his aisle and squeezing past him. It was a tall young fellow with very blond hair, wearing an undershirt and green shorts. He smelled kind of nice as he passed him. He stopped and looked back. "Hi farmer boy."
Cal wondered how he knew but then he looked down at his Bibbs. "Oh yes, that I am." Then he lowered his voice. "I was jes bout to leave. The pictures up there are not right for my eyes to see. You better git out of here too."
The other boy looked at him quizzically. "They look nice to me." He reached out a hand and stroked Cal's front crotch. "Makes you hot right?"
Cal felt himself getting hard quickly. "Well it is sorta sexy and I do feel a little hot, least my face is hot."
"You got a nice face boy." The kid stroked Cal's face and Cal nearly purred in pleasure. The thing he loved was a little attention to his face. The other boy noticed. "Name's Butch. Would you like a blow job?"
"I'm not sure what that is. My friend Jeff showed me what jerking off is but I never heered of that thing you mentioned."
The boy reached for Cal's shoulder fasteners and opened them. "You have to be naked for it." As his Bibbs slid to the floor, the boy kneeled down between Cal's muscular tan legs. He looked up at the puzzled Cal. "You gonna love this." He leaned in an licked Cal's penis which responded by jumped up to it full hard size and slapping against his belly. "Oh, you smell so good and taste even better, lean back and enjoy."
Cal told him that he had taken a bath and that was why he smelled good but his mind went into a gray fog as feelings so good that he couldn't think or speak. Butch's young but very experienced tongue swirled around the head of the boys cock, licking away any dew he found. Then he allowed the cock to slide down his throat until he could feel the soft fur of Cal's pubes against his nose. He pulled back. Cal was sorry to lose that warm mouth. "Sompin wrong. I was feeling powerful good jus then."
"No nothing wrong, it's just that you are so sexy, I just came in my pants and I was saving my cum for later. Oh, you are some hottie." He resumed his sucking. Now the six and a half incher was right down his throat. He gulped and swallowed and Cal was talking to him. "Oh Butch. That feels better'n anythin' I ever felt. I think I'm getting that feelin agin. My legs are turning to stone and I think I'm goin deliver milk again like with Jeff." He began crying out oohs and ahs so loud that Butch has to scold him. "If you don't quiet down, I'm going leave."
He went back to his work, sucking and licking, now faster and harder. Cal put his hands over his mouth but you could hear the moans coming from under his hands. Suddenly he half rose from the seat and screamed "IOWA!" Jeff was just coming down from the men's room where he just sucked off a big truck driver. He recognized Cal's cum call as he entered the row and took every thing in. Butch was back on his heels, trying to gain his composure. Cal's eyes were closed as he leaned against the seat back. He was mumbling and shaking. Jeff put his arm around his shoulders. "It's okay friend. Was it good?"
"So good I most went nuts, but Jeff, I caint do that jerking off yet. Give me a few minutes."
Butch and Jeff laughed. "It's okay, I'll wait a while. Listen long as you're restin I'll just look around the theatre. Good movie, huh?"
Cal was left alone and he fell quickly into a profound sleep.
Jeff went to the back of the theatre and stood behind the last row. Pretty soon the young guy from the ticket booth stood besides him. "You got a nice ass, kid. I love those outstanding perky ones. May I touch it?"
"Suit yourself," Jeff said in his best bored voice but as the guy began to run his ass cheeks and push his thin pants fabric into the valley between his dimpled ass cheeks, he began to act less bored and let out a few grunts then a few moans.
"I think the boy likes it," said Wally, the ticket seller. "You do like it don't you boy?"
"It's okay. I don't mind it."
"If you are going to act the shit head, I'll just stop and go on my way."
"N-o-o-o, you can keep doing it. I mean, please keep doing it."
Wally laughed in triumph. "You got a sensitive ass don't you? I bet even now the ass lips are opening and closing in wanting it. Right?"
"Maybe," Jeff granted. "You are getting me rockin."
"Tell you what, let those pants slide down." Jeff obeyed, panting. Wally pushed on Jeff's shoulders until he was leaning over the seat back in front of him. Wally got on his knees and spread the slim boy's cheeks and fingered his pucker.
"Yeah!" Jeff called out. "Keep it up."
Cal shook his head. He thought he distinctly heard Jeff's voice. He looked around and there was Jeff a few rows back, leaning down over the seat top and the ticket man was doing something to his ass and Jeff was crying out.
Cal rushed back and grabbed the man. "You let go of my friend Jeff or I'll punch you hard."
Wally said, "Look you dope. Ask him if he wants to be saved from me."
Cal leaned over toward Jeff whose eyes were tightly shut and his mouth open and sighing deeply. "You want me to git this guy?"
Jeff opened his eyes. "Don't bother with him. Let him do his thing. Watch and learn something."
Wally giggled. "Watch this farmer boy." He put out his very long tongue and began licking Jeff's ass hole. Jeff was howling with pleasure.
Cal began to feel his cock getting back up and stiff. He leaned down to Jeff again. "Seems you like this."
Jeff opened one eye. "Get in front of me and I'll suck you as he fucks me."
Cal climbed over the row and stood in the chair space with the seat up. Jeff leaned forward and took Cal's sock in his mouth. He had trouble with the fly in the way so Cal dropped entire overall. Several guys gathered around. They were saying "hot, and What a scene," and they had their cocks out. Meanwhile Wally dropped his pants and exhibited a long thin cock with a nice big head. He put it at the entrance of Jeff's ass hole. "Tell me you want it or I'm leaving."
Cal encouraged him. "Jeff, tell him you want it, I want to see this."
"Shove it in you shit head. How long do I have to wait?"
That was all Wally needed to hear. He wasn't slow and gentle, he just shoved it in and Jeff cried "Whoa," but then called, "Good, start a fuck going."
Wally's hips were like a blur as he fucked back and forth. Some of the watchers were already about to cum from the scene and in a few minutes the smell of fresh cum filled the area. Finally Wally shouted out that he was going to cum and cum he did. He fell over Jeff's boy back panting. Finally he got up. He looked around. "You guys get back to your seats, the show is over. Hey you two over there, I never got your money. Pay up or get out.
Jeff hadn't come. He was still lightly nursing on Cal's red and hard cock. He looked up at his friend. "You want me to get you off now?"
"No, you haven't had your fun. Leave off and let's go somewhere private and I'll help you out."
They climbed up to the dark balcony. It was empty. They stood up at the top, in a clear space just under the projector window. They immediately embraced each other. "I've been needing that all day," Cal said, hugging even tighter. Jeff could feel Cal's stiff cock rubbing against him.
"Would you like to feel that back stuff that I had just before?"
"I have a mighty need for my rump to be attended to. It's feelin' sorta itchy and damp an' the backside lips are sorta movin' around. Please do somethin'"
Jeff took Cal's hand and led him to the back row just in front of them. Jeff lowered his jeans and sat down on the seat. He pulled Cal over and reached up and took off his Bibbs. "Take it off completely." Cal hopped up and down taking off his heavy farm shoes and then took his overalls off. He was naked. "That's it my good pal. Now face me and put one leg on either side of mine." Cal did it. He was facing Jeff, his ass was suspended over Jeff's upstanding cock. "Now lower away and settle down on my prong." Cal used one hand to lift and aim the cock, he felt the tip was slippery and was just outside his asshole. He pushed but his natural tightening prevented it from entering. Jeff said, "If you lean down and kiss me, I think you will open up."
Cal leaned down and Jeff pressed his warm lips against the farm boy's. Cal felt his head swimming in passion, which deepened when Jeff pushed his slippery tongue inside. Cal hardly realized that he had opened up and the head of the intruder was already inside. "The hardest part is over. I'm in. Now slowly ease down until you are sitting right down on my lap." Jeff was so full of passion that it was hard to give sensible instructions to the lad.
Cal pursed his lips in discomfort, but being a brave boy he slowly eased down until he felt Jeff's curly pubic hair tickling his ass cheeks. He grunted out, "Oh Jeff, I think you're deep inside me. What's next?"
"Here's what's next." Jeff began pulling out slightly and then reentering. Cal's eyes rolled up in pleasure and he began crooning softly.
"O-o-o-o, what was that?"
"I think you're feeling Ol' Jeff rubbin' gainst your hot button in there."
Cal kept up a steady chorus of moans as he reached new levels of sensation. "Oh Jeff, more kissing. I want to kiss when I shoot out the milk."
They lips locked together and Jeff felt his own cock spew great quantities inside the steaming hole. Meanwhile Cal began to shake and mewl as his own cum took over his body. He shot great quantities between their sweaty bodies. His cum seemed to last forever but finally it subsided. He continued to cling to Jeff. He could feel Jeff's cock beginning to get softer and smaller and finally slipped out. They kissed again.
"I guess we better git back home," Cal said. "Gramp'll be worried."
They hugged once more, dressed, and then descended the balcony. Wally called from his booth a goodbye, "Come back. Next time will be free."
End
Nice boys, right. Wish they lived next door. Part two involves a new phase in their lives and we meet the brothers, one a sailor and one a marine. Now calm down everybody.