[Part 1 of 3 Getting Billy's pants off - or trying to!]
Hay making time was usually mid June and the weather was always uncertain.
Despite all mechanical aids getting it from the field to the barn was a time when many hands made light work. So it was that Billy, a student aged 19 used to come and help out with loading and stacking. As it was only a job for fine weather and the work being hot and physical it was a nice excuse to strip off as much as possible and get a good tan. He loved outdoor work and I remember him saying that he wouldn't mind if he never saw another lecture theatre or exam room in his life. He was great fun, lots of jokes and full of vivacious youth. As we worked together I couldn't help glancing at his long brown arms and slim firm muscles as he tossed the bales into stacks and onto trailers.
Others used to come and help too but Billy and I always worked together.
Billy was very competitive and he liked to challenge me as to who was the fittest and who could toss bales the highest. We would sometimes overbalance and end up in a playful wrestle on the ground. We each wanted to outmatch the other but got huge excitement from the contact. When Billy had to climb off after stacking a load I would hold his bare legs so he could find toe holds to get down safely. He had lovely long firm brown thighs and this used to give me a throbbing erection. We mostly wore just shorts and Billy's wore very brief ones so I always go a good look at his thighs. His chest was smooth and he was nice and rounded around his shoulder blades. I had got very excited about Billy even before I saw his bare legs. His whole body was nice and firm and fit looking. His ass was well rounded and in all he was the sexiest person I had ever seen.
I was always finding excuses to touch him. Sometimes if we were walking and talking together I would put a hand on his shoulder without thinking, it was like a reflex and he used to turn to me and smile. I was pretty much in love with him without fully realizing but I wasn't fanaticizing about having sex with him then. Sometimes my hand would drop around his waist, I would find my excitement quite embarrassing and then I found it hard to make conversation.
I had had a few girl friends and so, he told me later, had he but were a couple of virgins when it came to progressing our relationship. I was all tied up emotionally about what to do next and too embarrassed to take a proper lead.
Once a week on Tuesdays Billy would go off to town. Sometimes he had to borrow money for the bus fare. He had said something about physiotherapy but I hadn't really taken much notice. Hay making was all but finished and Billy and I had gone on top of the hay stack in the barn to tidy up some of the bales. We got very hot and after we sat down he said that he wished he didn't have to go for this treatment. I asked him what it was all about and he said he had had a bicycle accident about a year ago and broke a bone in his leg. Now they said he needed to have physiotherapy because one of his leg muscles needed strengthening after being in plaster.
I suddenly felt myself desperately wanting to give him the physiotherapy myself but it took a lot of courage. It could have been innocent enough but the thought excited me and made me feel that I was taking advantage of him.
"I would do it, you know" I offered "Do you really want to?".
"Yes, er, I don't know too much about the medical side but perhaps you can help" "Oh sure yes, but really you don't have to" "Billy" I said "I want to... I mean , well, I would like to you know I mean I like you and, yea I suppose I wouldn't just offer to massage anyone!" I was very aware of having gone extremely red in the face and I was sweating profusely. At this I felt the need to change the subject and started talking about other things.
It was a bit difficult because with hay making finished I couldn't afford to go on paying Billy because I had no regular work for him and the farm finances just wouldn't be up to it.
He liked coming up to the farm and I liked having him around so I used to invite him over and he got meals and some pocket money. He was staying nearby with his brother in law. It was the very next day, as far as I remember, that he reminded me of my offer. It was raining and quite cool. He had walked over. Because of the weather he was wearing jeans and a very course knitted sweater. When he arrived I took him straight up to my bedroom.
"You had better take your jeans off." I said, and he looked at me obviously feeling a bit embarrassed. I grabbed his belt and undid it and was just undoing his fly-zip when he pushed my hand away and quickly pulled them down himself.
He sat on the bed with his course damp sweater just covering his pants. His smooth brown thighs emerged from the lower hem. He looked as if he could have had nothing on underneath. I was getting excited very rapidly and started immediately running my hands up his thighs. I had to make a huge effort to control myself because I felt I was going to go crazy and frighten him off by being too forward. I could see just that bit more of his thighs and it was tantalizing to see the white areas just below his pants that were not browned. He was lying half propped up on his elbow and I asked why he didn't lie back and leave it to me. I thought he felt the need to keep an eye on what I was up to. He said it was because his sweater was wet and he didn't want to spoil my bed clothes. I removed his sweater and had no shirt or vest on so what I saw was his smooth lovely damp body contrasting with the rough wool.
I was horny as hell!! He turned onto his stomach and I got to work on the back of his thighs working at his muscles with all the force in my hands.
He lay with his head sideways and eyes shut as if in ecstasy. I was venturing a bit higher each time I worked my hands up the back of his thighs until I was just slipping my finger tips under the lower elastic of his pants. Now and again he seemed to sigh and to readjust himself a little which I took as indicating he was getting an erection. Suddenly I stopped work on his thighs and tried to move one hand right up under his pants to feel his buttocks but he grabbed my hand as if he was ticklish.
"I'm sorry I got a bit over excited. You are so bloody sexy Billy!" He just lay there with his eyes shut and a smile on his face. I could see he wasn't shocked but just a bit shy. I reverted to his thighs and tried massaging his buttocks from outside his pants. He didn't mind that and let out a sexy groan while raising his ass up and down a couple of times as if he was having a gentle wank. I said it was time to turn over on his back so I could do the other side of his legs. He didn't react so I had to ask several times. Then I tried to turn him over myself but he groaned. "No!" "Why?" I said.
"It's sort of embarrassing" he replied.
"OK you turn over or I'm going to rip your pants off" I said in a joking manner. But I he rightly guessed I wasn't really joking. Damn right I wasn't! I was longing to rip them off and was quite disappointed when he complied! The bulge in his pants was really impressive. I could see he was well equipped and for the first time I felt excited in a way I had never experienced before. I might have thought it was just his reaction to my massage but Billy had a lot of masculinity about him.
I spent a few minutes massaging the front of his legs and as I worked upwards towards his pants I noticed his chest rising and falling in a faster rhythm. I couldn't resist it any longer. I took hold of the pointed bulging area of his pants that was pushed outwards by his rigid cock. He put his hand on mine and tried to restrain me but I gripped his pants firmly. He began giggling as we wrestled together and then things happened very fast. He suddenly caught his breath and groaned loudly. I could feel his cock starting to spasm beneath the thin material. Suddenly his big shiny pink prick burst through out under the elastic and began pumping powerful spurts of cum all over his belly and even up to his chest. The sight was the sexiest thing I had ever seen. This young guy was so beautiful and fit with such lovely firm muscles and beautiful brown skin with sexy areas around his bum. Here he was shooting out luscious his thick cum. For a second or two all I could do was watch then I went down to suck off his last drops and try to lick his creamy spunk from where it lay in a pool by his belly button.
Suddenly shouting, "Oh shit!!" Billy sprung up from the bed and rushed to the bathroom. I lay on the bed for a moment and thought of masturbating, then I thought of Billy's nude soapy body and ran to the bathroom, burst in, (there was no lock and I was also in the nude by this time). "Hey Billy I owe you this!" I said as I forced my way in beside him in the shower. We struggled together a bit as he tried to keep me at bay. Our bodies were soapy and he was very ticklish and tried to resist me by squeezing his buttocks together. I got my firm cock in his cleft and tried to locate on his asshole but it seemed very tight and in the excitement I lost control completely. I never managed to penetrate so I just jacked off between his buttocks with all the cum my balls could produce.
"You are fucking marvelous; next time I'm going to stuff you right up your bum!" I told him. Billy was reeling with confused emotions by this time. He grabbed his jeans and sweater and dashed out of the house without saying anything.
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