Warning! The following story is a pure work of erotic fiction. All names, dates and places depicted herein are fictional. The story contains some chapters with descriptive scenes of sexual encounters between consenting individuals. If you are not of legal age to read stories of this nature or you are offended by the subject matter contained herein do not read any further.
Midwestern Tale By The Rump Ranger
Chapter 5: After Dinner More Questions
At five sharp Monday evening different family members and the farm foreman were all seated at the long table in Aunt Flo's main dinning room. The huge room and large rectangular table reminded me of scenes in the movies where kings sat and dinned with knights.
The table was big enough to accommodate sixteen comfortably, eighteen people if needed. Uncle James always sat at the head of the table because he was boss of the family. Aunt Flo sat at the other end close to the kitchen door. There was a pecking order as to how others were seated around the table. Family protocol dictated that the three uncles in order of birth sat down the left side from Uncle James when they came for dinner. The farm foremen sat to the right of Uncle James. Any remaining family and friends sat on down towards Aunt Flo's end. Kids never sat at the adult table; However, Aunt Flo was making an exception for Bruce, Danny and I.
On Monday nights the table was generally full because the men would talk business after dinner out on the porch. Business was not discussed at the dinner table. Aunt Flo and two of her helpers served the prepared vittles. That Monday night the entrée was Swiss Steak and mashed potatoes with brown gravy. The vegetable was fresh green beans. Of course there was a dish of sliced carrots as well as homemade biscuits. Aunt Flo was a master chef in the kitchen. As usual her meal was mouth watering and the food melted in my mouth. Dessert was apple pie with a scoop of vanilla ice cream if we wanted. I ate until I was full. Finally, my uncle said, "You boys won't mind helping the women clear off the table after bein fed so well?"
Uncle James' question was more of a declarative statement, like a command. The three of us got up and began assisting the women clearing the table. Not a bad price to pay for eating some mighty fine vittles and being allowed to sit and eat with the adults. Once everything was cleared from the table the men adjourned to the back porch for their evening cigar or pipe to discuss business for the upcoming week. The three of us all asked to be excused if we were not needed any longer. We were excused, so we headed back to Bruce's cabin.
On the way out the door the dogs were eagerly awaiting their treats. Bruce gave each of them some leftovers he'd gleaned from the after dinner plates. As the three of us watched the dogs eat Danny asked, "You guys wanta take a ride into town or go back to the cabin and goof off?"
"Not me," Bruce said. "I got to work tomorrow."
"Me either. I'm ready to head back down to the cabin."
"Well then I guess we'll all go to the cabin where we can goof off or maybe we'll seduce young Donnie before he goes to bed," Danny said humorously jumping on me from behind wrapping his arms around my chest.
"Baby, we can't be doing any of that shit with Donnie."
"Why not?" I asked.
"Yeah why not?" Danny asked. He wants to discover his sexuality. Maybe we could mentor him with some hands on teaching."
"He's too young for us to play with; besides, what if the old man found out we was playin around like that with his nephew he might flip out."
"We can talk about stuff can't we?" I asked. "Because I'm really curious about boys being attracted to boys rather than girls."
"Sure, that's no problem. It's just the physical stuff that worries me Cuz, because of your age."
Once we reached the cabin the dogs settled in for the night on the front porch before Bruce opened the door. Even though it was still light outside he flipped on the light switch and the fan in the window. The heat and humidity was stifling. We all sat down while Bruce made up Mason jars filled with ice water. Once the cold drinks were handed out Bruce and Danny sat on the small couch across from me. I was sitting in the old overstuffed chair. The two of them began kissing, "Ooh," I let out a sound of disbelief and said, "So, you guys do much kissin?"
"All the time when we're together, and of course when no one else is around. Don't you and your boyfriend make out?" Danny asked.
"Hell no!" I exclaimed. Then I thought about what I'd just said. "I mean I don't think we're anything like you two, so we don't kiss. We just fool around because it feels so fuckin cool and then getting a nut is neat."
The two older boys looked at each other and began smiling. Danny said, "Gee, that sounds familiar don't it."
"Yep," My cousin replied. "Donnie we're no different than you and your boyfriend when we first met. We've just taken our friendship to a more advanced level. Since we met months ago we've now found that we love each other."
"Why does the public look down on queers," I asked.
"Because heterosexual and procreation is the norm, especially in America where Christianity is the dominate religion," Danny replied. "Donnie, study history and you'll discover that in ancient time's ships captains had cabin boys about the same age as you to provide sexual gratification for the skipper."
"Really," I replied.
"For example, homosexuality in the armies of Greece was regarded as a morale builder. Also back during the ancient armies and wars there were boys that accompanied troops around the battlefield. There are queers that have served in the American military and will continue to serve, just not openly," Danny said.
"Where'd you find all this out?" I asked.
"My history class in college and also a class on sexuality," Danny said.
"Yeah that class on sexuality is kind of controversial at our college, but it's the coolest ever," Bruce chimed in.
"So, what's the attraction that you two discovered in each other or boys in general?" I asked.
"I think a boy's body is beautiful if he works to develop his body and takes care of it," Danny said.
Bruce added, "I agree. All you have to do is study ancient art and you'll see how magnificent the male body is."
"Didn't either of you find it kinda weird the first time you kissed another boy?" I asked.
"For me it was odd kissing period, and then I found it to be pleasing," Danny said.
"Donnie, If you had a girlfriend that you were in love with wouldn't you kiss her?" Bruce asked.
"Ooh no! The only people I kiss once in a while are like parents and aunts, but never on the lips."
"So, you've never made out with a girl or boy?" Danny asked.
"Nope," I replied. "I don't know where or how I'd start doin that shit."
"You want to try an experiment and learn what making out and kissing is all about Donnie? That is if your cousin doesn't mind?" Danny queried.
"Okay, I guess," I replied sheepishly.
"What have you got in mind Danny?" Bruce asked casting a doubtful eye.
"Bruce, make sure the curtains are closed and the door's locked. Wouldn't want any body walkin in on us," Danny said.
After Bruce got up Danny patted the seat where Bruce had been sitting, motioning me over. I walked over and sat down next to my cousin's boyfriend. Danny said, "With you and your cousin's permission I'm going to teach you how to make out. I'm going to kiss you on the lips, however if you don't want me to I won't. You tell me and I'll stop."
"Okay, I guess we can try, but if I say no more that's it okay?"
"Agreed."
I saw Danny look to Bruce for a nod of approval. My cousin gave it and said, "Don't make the lesson too realistic baby."
Danny slipped his arm around me, pulling me close said, "Relax Donnie, I'm not going to kiss you on the lips immediately. I'll work up to it, just loosen up, go with me and follow my lead, kinda like dancing. If I go too far or things get too uncomfortable for you push away and tell me no more."
As soon as Danny began touching me I felt something special and fast became aroused sitting next to him. The beautiful young man began running his hands up and down the front of my body and then his finger through my hair. He then began nuzzling my neck while his hands continued slowly roaming around my upper body. My arms instinctively encircled his neck. I could feel his warm breath as his moist lips touched my neck and ear. His touch was magical.
My dick had grown hard. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Bruce sitting in the overstuffed chair across from us taking all in. I hope I wasn't making my cousin mad because I hadn't pulled away from Danny's grasp right away.
Then without warning I felt Danny's warm moist lips lightly cover mine. My Dick jumped inside my pants. For some reason I wanted this beautiful green eyed boy to suck my dick and then fuck me for the rest of the night. I felt the tip of his wet tongue sweep across my lips. He was tenderly kissing first my upper lip and then my lower lip. His tongue was trying to gain entrance into my mouth. I gave in, opening slightly, his tongue wiggled inside.
I didn't know what to do, but Danny did. He kept his tongue busy inside my mouth as his hands were roaming around my chest. He slowly withdrew his tongue and mine easily slipped into his mouth. I didn't need a book of instructions while all this was happening. It seemed as though instinct was guiding my every move.
We broke apart. "That's what's called Frenching. It's a special way of kissing. What do you think so far?" Danny asked.
"Cool."
After a few more minutes of soulful kissing Danny easily pushed me back down on the loveseat, covering my body with his where we continued to make out. I could feel his pelvic region easily grinding against mine. I could feel he was aroused as our crotches rubbed together. We were both breathing hard and had begun to perspire. Danny took a break to ask, "Donnie, what do you think about making out?"
Oh my God, I could feel Danny's erection inside his trousers as his body pressed harder against mine. My whispered response was, "Cool."
I briefly looked over at Bruce. His hand was busy inside his Levis where he was playing with his hard manhood. Danny and I continued breathing rapidly while perspiring on each other.
The heat from the hot August night and our bodies was intense. Our faces tasted salty as we licked and sucked portions of each other. I thought to myself Danny's as excited as me. All I could visualize in my head was Danny moving down, ripping my trousers open and sucking my dick. A few minutes later we broke our kiss and Danny's head went back to nuzzling my neck. He was nibbling and sucking lightly on my ear lobe when he whispered into my ear, "Oh baby, I want you inside me. I want you to fill me with your manhood. I want you to fuck me."
Once he said that I shot a load inside my drawers. Danny continued nibbling on my ear lobe and kissing my neck. After a few minutes he began to feel the wet spot that had soaked through the fabric in my pants and whispered, "You rascal, did you cum?"
I was delirious with pleasure. All I could do was answer back weakly, "Yeah. I'm sorry."
"No need to be sorry," Danny whispered before we sat upright on the loveseat to my Cousin Bruce's chagrin. He had a frown on his face and I could see by the bulge he hadn't gotten any relief.
"Did I carry things too far baby?" Danny asked.
"From where I sit I can see a wet spot on the front of Donnie's trousers. I think he needs to get them off to get the cum washed out of his pants before he let's the stain dry out."
Danny reached down to feel the wet spot. I could feel him touching my semi erect dick through the fabric of my trousers. He began to unbutton my Levis, while working with the buttons I sprung another boner. He unbuttoned each button methodically, preparing to undress me. Oh My God, I thought to myself is he really going to fuck me right in front of my cousin. "My, my, you come back quickly," Danny said somewhat humorously as he rubbed at the wet spot before he had me stand up to drop my pants.
Bruce stood up, walked over and grabbed my trousers off the floor. He took them to the bathroom where he began washing the wet cum spot away. Meanwhile, Danny began pulling my drawers down. My boner flipped out right in his face. He pushed the underwear to the floor. As Danny raised back up with my drawers in his hand his hair and face brushed against my hard penis. He looked behind me to the bathroom before he leaned in and tenderly kissed the head of my penis. When his warm moist lips touched my glans I damn near ejaculated again. Danny threw the drawers to Bruce in the bathroom for him to wash them up.
As my cousin finished washing the spot out of my clothing Danny kissed my penis again every so lightly. I wanted him to take the whole five inches of my dick in his mouth and give me a blowjob. Instead, he looked up at me and said, "You better go get a fresh pair of underwear out of your bag. As I dug around my bag for a clean pair if drawers Bruce hung my clothing on a hook to dry out.
"So the kid gets off while you're teaching him how to make out. Fifteen minutes later he's ready to go again while I sit over there with a raging hard-on, and then I have to wash his clothes to get the cum stain out. You owe me big time baby."
Danny motioned for my cousin to retake a seat next to him where they began making out. The two were going at it hot and heavy. Just about the time they were really getting into making out the dogs started barking, alerting us that someone was outside. There was a knock on the door followed by my uncle's voice saying, "Son, I need you up and with me at first light. Danny, you and Donnie can sleep in for a while, but I could use the both of you around noon until four. Got to do something to pay for them vittles boys."
"Okay dad I'll be ready and up at the house before first light. Have the coffee ready."
"See you all tomorrow," Uncle James said.
After my uncle departed my cousin and his lover went back to making out. After about an hour of watching them swallow each other's tongues and grind their bodies against each other I was getting tired. I thought for sure they were going to fuck each other right there in my presence. Finally, Bruce said, "We need to get some sleep."
"So, where do I sleep?"
"You can stay here with us or go up to one of the spare bedrooms at the big house," Bruce said.
"I'd rather stay here if you all don't mind; hopefully, I won't be in the way."
Bruce walked over to the wall pulling a big bed down out of the wall. The bed had no sheet or blanket on it. Bruce grabbed a fresh sheet so he and Danny could make up the bed. We all piled on the bed. "I don't know how this is going to work out, but Danny's going to suck me off. We'll try not to bother you."
Danny eased under the top sheet where he began giving my cousin his much needed blowjob. Bruce was moaning and groaning slightly. I heard my cousin make that sound when a guy ejaculates. Danny came up for air and immediately began kissing Bruce, telling him how much he loved him. In no time it sounded as though my cousin was asleep. I rolled over easily to see if they both were asleep.
The silence all I could hear were the crickets chirping. Our bodies closed together easily, Danny's lips met mine and we began to kiss. I reached down grabbing hold of his manhood and then I felt him take mine. He whispered, "Nice size for a twelve year old."
The compliment made me feel like an adolescent instead of a kid. I whispered a thank you in Danny's ear. From what I could feel his dick seemed like it was maybe around six or seven inches long. We eased closer together with our hard dicks touching. I whispered into his ear, "Do you want to want to fuck me?"
"Not yet. Maybe in the morning."
As we held each other in our arms I couldn't believe what had happened that night. We lay there listening to the mating chirps of the crickets. Two young lovers had taken me under their wings and shown me what loving another man was about; it was more than a purely sexual thing. I fell asleep with Danny's hard pecker pressed into the crack of my ass. I thought hopefully before he departed he might fuck me, showing me how it's done.
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