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Chapter 14

Having spent all afternoon in eager anticipation of something from Stephan mixed with an extreme set of nerves that we would not get the chance to do anything I found that I was quite tired and when bed time came, I had no trouble dropping off to sleep and slept soundly until the noises of the morning dragged me from my slumber and dreams. I must have had a good rest and sweet dreams because I woke in a really happy frame of mind and was singing quietly to myself before I had finished my morning ablutions and got dressed. Dressed today was the usual pair of shorts and a T shirt. Today I went without shoes of any description because I was going to be in the class room with ma all morning and didn't need any shoes for that. For some reason this particular morning, I was wondering what it would be like to have to wear uniform every day. I knew that I would have to do that when I went to boarding school because I had talked about it with Willie and he had explained how uniform worked and the school colours and all that sort of thing. Willie also tried to explain what it was like to have a pride in your school and its colours, but I don't think I ever really understood that until I had been at the boarding school for a full year and a bit.

While in the classroom and having lessons, ma kept my mind occupied enough that I did not have the chance to think about anything else, and so finished up my lessons for the day and had lunch still in something of a high mood. But after lunch when I was once more on my own and left to look to my own devices for entertainment, my mind started to think about what I might be able to do with Stephan on Wednesday and then Oom Jakob on Friday. This got my little pecker standing to attention, and so I went off and climbed the old mango tree. I struggled but managed to make it up to the three branch platform that Willie and I had been on a few days earlier. There I took off all of my clothes and getting comfortable proceeded to wank myself to an orgasm. Yes it was exciting to be naked outside, but not as exciting as being naked outside with someone else. And yes there was pleasure in jerking my cock, but it was not as nice as it is when someone else jerks it for you, or even when you jerk someone else off. So I had a good orgasm, but it was not as earth shattering as the ones I have had when assisted by my friends. But still I produced my couple of drops and sucked them off my finger to recycle them.
After I had cum, I continued to just sit there, naked, and think about doing things with Willie, Stephan and Oom Jakob and I decided that I liked doing it with them in that order. First choice would be Willie closely followed by Stephan and then Oom Jakob. I guess it was a kind of age thing, but also it had to do with my feelings for the three individuals involved. Although, at that time, I was unable to recognise it as such, let alone admit it to myself, I was already madly in love with Willie, and although we would never become a true couple, I still love him to this day, but more of that as we get further into the story. Then Stephan was closer in age to me than Oom Jakob, but I also at that stage did not know Stephan too well, but he had been kind to me all along and was great at teaching me the ins and outs of mechanical things on the tractors. Oom Jakob was kind too, but in a gruff sort of way and I guess I did not feel any real bond with him. Maybe because I was in love with his son, but I just did not get any vibes with him. I enjoyed the sexual contact we had and also learning about the farm from him, but at this stage he was still, for some undefinable reason that I just could not quite put my finger on, the lowest on the list. My two cousins did not even come into my thoughts at this time because I had had little experience of them and none with either of them alone as I had had with Willie, Stephan and Oom Jakob.

I didn't have a watch but I guess I spent a couple of hours naked on those tree branches and had another go at a wank before I pulled my clothes back on and got down out of the tree. This time when I came, the little drop of cum was so small I smeared more of it on my skin as I tried to scrape it up with my finger than what I actually got into my mouth. I only noticed my bum was numb from sitting on it on the branch as I started to pull my shirt on over my head; when I moved more to get my shorts back on, it was actually quite sore, but by the time I got down from the tree, it was getting back to normal and I don't think it affected the way that I walked or anything. I spent the rest of the afternoon just idly walking around the garden or kicking a ball and was totally bored out of my bracket. It was quite a relief when ma called for me to come inside and have my bath before dinner. Although we called it a bath, I always showered and can't actually remember the last time I had a bath. I think there might have been cobwebs in the drain of the bath in the bathroom I used, as ma and pa had a separate bathroom attached to their bedroom. I stood in the shower still thinking about what might happen the next day when Stephan was with us again and so ended up spanking the monkey for the third time that afternoon. I had had a bit more of a rest between this session and the last than I had between the first two and when I had my orgasm; I was once more able to release two drops of clear pre-cum. But I was in the shower and before I knew it, the shower water had splashed against it and washed it away, so I could not attempt to recycle any of it this time. I was kind of missing the taste of the other's cum already and wished that I could produce lots of the real stuff to meet that need when I could not get it from them. After dinner I sat in the lounge with ma, or rather she sat and I crawled around on the rug using the lines in the pattern as roads to drive my cars along. Ma did not seem to mind my making the engine and braking noises and she read her book until it was time for us to go to bed. I had not been so active that day and so did not drop off to sleep that quickly and ended up with my hand inside my sleeping shorts giving little Piet a massage. Although my shorts were made of a soft and smooth material and were very roomy, I decided to take them off and lie on top of my bed as I wanked myself once more. Only this time I did not have an orgasm, because I fell asleep before that happened. I will never know if ma came into the room and saw me like that, but I woke to her banging on the door and calling out that it was time to get up or I would be late for breakfast and therefore late for school as well. However, it was how I was when I woke up that set to me wondering if ma had seen me. I was still naked and still on top of the covers instead of under them. Also I had my first real morning glory and what is more, my hand was curled around that rigid pole. But if ma did see me like that, she has never mentioned it in the seven years that have passed since then. I got out of bed and pulled my shorts on to get off to the bathroom and then after I had peed and washed, I dressed in my uniform of shorts and T shirt and went to the kitchen in search of breakfast. Phineas had the porridge already and we both sat down to eat while Phineas finished off cooking the eggs and bacon which would follow our porridge. After breakfast, ma ordered me straight into the classroom and we wasted no time in getting started on the lessons. I had no objection to this because the sooner we started the sooner we would get through them and I would then be able to join Stephan; who I expected to arrive at any time during the lessons.

Stephan did arrive and I got cross with ma because she would not let me out of the classroom to greet him; making me stay at my solitary little desk and continue with the maths problem I was working on while she went out and told him what he needed to get on with until lunch time. Stephan would join us for lunch and then I would go with him to do whatever it was that needed work on. Of course, knowing that Stephan was on the farm, but not available to me, made the rest of the lessons drag interminably and it seemed like lunch time was never going to arrive that day. But every cloud does have a silver lining and lunch time did arrive with the return of Stephan to the house and we sat down together to eat. While we were eating, Stephan filled ma in on what he had accomplished so far and what was still to be done on the list that ma had given him when he arrived. Stephan told ma that he intended going down to the far pump station to service the water pumps there as they were next on the list for servicing and he knew that oom Jakob did not have the time to do that.
"Well we still haven't got any overalls for Pietie yet so he will be in old shorts and shirt again." Ma told him and then told me that as soon as I had finished my lunch I was to go and change into the clothes I had on the last time Stephan was here as they had been washed and dried already.

Well that got me eating a lot quicker and as soon as the last mouthful had passed my lips I got up, still chewing, and ran off to the bedroom to change. I came out still looking as though I was covered in grease, because although the clothes had been washed the grease had stained them leaving the appearance of grease spots all over them. Stephan and ma just looked at me and grinned at each other and then he got up from the table and said, "Come on young farmer, let's get off and do those pumps and maybe we will have time to have a bit of a swim when they are done so that we don't have to travel back all this way that dirty."
"You had better take some paraffin and rags with you then along with a bar of soap." Ma said and chortled at her joke at my expense. But secretly I was hoping to do the work in the nude and so might well be in need of a bit of a clean-up afterwards.

We went out and climbed into the bakkie that pa had used around the farm and set off down the track towards the pump house. This pump house was on the dam that was the farthest from the houses and it was going to take us at least half an hour to get there. Partly because the road was really just a dirt track most of the way and Stephan had to drive very carefully to avoid doing damage to the bakkie and especially its suspension. Once we were out of sight of the house, I slid across the seat to get closer to Stephan and put my hand on his leg. Stephan turned his head to look at me and smiled momentarily before quickly turning back to concentrate on the road. Somewhat lacking in finesse, I just slid my hand up his leg and over his shorts to cover his package. Or at least get my hand over as much of his package as my small fingers could stretch to.
"Oh it's like that is it?" Stephan said.
"Ja" I replied simply.
"Well! Let me feel you too." Stephan responded placing his hand over my package and beginning to feel around.
I let go of his package and took my shirt off and then lifted up slightly and slid my shorts off so that his hand was now in direct contact with my junk. Then I put my hand back on his leg and slid it up and under his shorts to find he was wearing skants and I could not get my fingers under the elastic while he was in the sitting position behind the wheel of the bakkie.
Short of stopping the vehicle and doing something then, there was not much that Stephan or I could do about it until we reached the pump houses. So I had to content myself with running my hand over his bulge still kept from me by the restriction of his tight skants. Stephan, however, was able to fondle my bits as much as the needs of having control of the bakkie would allow.

When we got to the pump house, Stephan stopped me from getting out the truck and pushed me backwards to lie on the seat while he bent his head down and began to suck on my cock. He sucked and licked it and my balls for a few minutes before straightening up and moving off to unlock the door of the pump house. Stephan turned on the light as the building had no windows and then moved over to the control panel and isolated the first pump we were to work on. By this time I had got into the room wearing nothing but my takkies; my stiff boner pointing up and away from me. Stephan moved behind me and pulled the door closed and wedged something in it to prevent it being opened from outside. Then he stripped down to just his footwear as well and beckoned me over to him. As I drew near to him I raised my hand and wrapped it loosely around his cock. My hand slid down its length and then I worked my fingers up through his blond pubes like a comb. While his pubes were coarser than his head hair, they were still a lot finer than Willie's or Oom Jakob's and as such felt soft and comforting to me. I kept stroking his hair and balls as my mouth sucked in his cock head and worked his foreskin back so that I could use my tongue to play with his head and lick off the pre-cum as it oozed from his cock slit. I decided that I liked his hair better than any of the others I had experienced and as I went further down on his cock and that hair started to tickle against my nose, I liked it even more. Somehow that made my own boner feel a lot stronger. I began to bob up and down on his cock and Stephan rested his hand on my head and began to control the speed that I bobbed at. Then he put both hands on my head and held it still while he pumped his cock in and out of my mouth and began to face fuck me in earnest. He was oohing, and grunting and groaning and soon I felt his balls begin to rise up as his scrotum tightened to hold them tight against his body when his orgasmic jerks became frenzied beyond his control; so that he would not smash them to pieces against my chin if they were swinging loosely as the heat of the day would normally cause them to. Although his cock was only about six inches long, it was very thick and as he thrust into my mouth I found myself beginning to gag against the intrusion.
"Try swallowing when my cock comes in" Stephan suggested when he noticed the gag reflex working on me.
I tried swallowing and did not achieve much, but I am a trier and so continued to practice the swallowing as he thrust his cock deep into my mouth. My timing was not good and it was by pure fluke that I got the timing right on one thrust and as his cock buried itself in my mouth my swallowing allowed it to go just the bit further into my throat without me gagging. But alas Stephan was already too far along the road to his orgasm to control his movements that well and so no sooner had his cock slid that bit further down my throat than he was pulling it out again. I did manage to get his cock down my throat a few more times after that but there were not many chances to practice it once I had finally got it for the first time because it was only a few tens of seconds later that he began to fill my mouth with his seed. I swallowed as quickly as I could, but it was not quick enough and some ran out of my mouth at the corners and dribbled down my chin. Although he had finished squirting cum out, Stephan continued to pump my face for about half a minute after the last squirt before he pulled all the way out and using his hands still holding my head, he guided me to stand as he bent down and kissed me full on the lips.
"PP you are such a good cock sucker, you are going to make some boyfriend really happy someday. Thank you for that." Stephan said as he broke away from the kiss with little strings of cum stretching between our faces.
Then Stephan sat down on the floor and guided me to sit in his lap and no sooner had my bum come to rest on his legs, than his hand was holding and massaging my little cock. I leant back against his naked chest and just languished in the pleasure his wanking of me gave. Stephan was clearly experience in telling when another person he was jerking off was getting ready to cum and so as my orgasm drew near, he let go of my cock momentarily and physically lifted me up out of his lap whilst also turning my body so that seconds later his mouth was enveloping my cock and his tongue was digging into my foreskin looking for signs of pre-cum. I was so stimulated that it did not take a lot of mouth action to get me to go into the only pleasurable spasm a human can have and deposit my two drops onto his tongue. Stephan continued to suck on my wilting cock for a bit more before he let it slip from his mouth and declared that we had better get on with the work or else there will not be enough time to swim in the dam afterwards.

He opened the door and went and got the tool box out of the back of the bakkie and then suggested I might help by bringing in the can of oil. So like him, I walked out of the pump house as naked as the day I was born except for the hair on my groin and the shoes on my feet. I climbed up into the back and picked up the gallon can and balancing it on the edge of the truck, I jumped down pulling he can with me. Fortunately it was a steel can because as I landed, the weight of the can continued to pull on my arm and it slipped from my hand and landed rather hard on the ground. A plastic can might have burst, but the steel one stayed intact. By the time I had got the can inside the pump house, Stephan had isolated the first pump and had opened the guarding on it to give us access to the parts we needed to lubricate and oil cap so that we could top up the oil in the sump. He then showed me where we had to grease up bearings and how much to fill the sump to. He also showed me how to check the pulley belt that connected the electric motor to the pump and explained how we would go about changing the belt when that was needed. We then put the guards back on and re-energised the pump. Stephan then showed me how to switch off the second pump and remove the guarding and we followed the same procedure as we had for the first pump. This time when we came to check the belt, Stephan showed me a crack in the belt and said that could snap at any moment and so even though the belt was not broken all the way through it was better to change it now than have to change it in a hurry because it had snapped and somewhere was running out of water. There were new spare belts hanging on the wall behind the pumps and Stephan showed me how to read the markings on the belt to check that we were putting the correct shape and sized belt on. All told, it took us nearly an hour to service both pumps and change the belt on the second pump. This time I had surprisingly got nearly no grease on me except for my hands and Stephan was in a similar state. So we put the tools and left over oil into the back of the bakkie and then Stephan got out some clean rags and paraffin and began first to clean his hands and then he began to clean me. Once the oil and grease had all been cleaned off, Stephan grabbed a bar of soap he must have stashed behind the seat at some stage, and we took our shoes off and waded into the water. Stephan led me out until the water was just below my bum and then he turned and wetting the bar of soap he began to rub it over my arms and hands. But my skin was too dry and the soap did not make suds so Stephan jammed the bar of soap between his thighs, grabbed me and lifting me first he dunked me under the water and then when I was standing again he retrieved the soap from under his cock and began to lather my body up with it. It did not take long for it to become evident why he had only got us out to where the water level was just below my bum as his soapy hand began to wash my cock and rub it rather more than was really necessary to get it clean. Of course this had been a part of his plan all along and soon I was sporting a hard erection that was thoroughly enjoying the attention as he rolled my foreskin back and forward over my cock head and raised new heights of sensation that all too quickly brought my orgasm on and left me breathless. Stephan asked if I wanted to help him wash himself and I said that he could do most of his body, but I was going to wash his cock and balls. So he did just that and left his cock which was as hard a as a nail and his balls alone. When he had finished he passed me the soap and I rubbed it all over his cock and balls and worked up a good lather which also got massaged into his lovely blond pubes before I began to so really wank his cock and play with his balls and the bit under his balls that Willie had showed me was so sensitive and brought a lot of pleasure when you were being wanked or blown.
"Go faster little man, please go faster!" Stephan suddenly asked and I obliged by speeding up my arm movements. The next thing I knew was that Stephan grabbed my hand and made it squeeze tighter around his cock while he pumped with his hips to increase the movement of my hand on his cock. He was making me hold his cock so tight that his foreskin was not coming back over his cock head, but my fingers were and the ball of my palm was rubbing against the fraenulum. Then with a really hard push and grunt that must have started in his ball bag it came from so low, he let go of my hand to release the clamp pressure on his cock and shot a bolt of cum that sailed over my head to land in the water behind me. The next lot hit me square on my nose between my eyes and the one after that went straight in my open mouth. The surprise of the force of his first shot had caused me to open my mouth without realising it, but when the blob of cum hit the roof of my mouth I closed it quickly and enjoyed that one taste as the rest of his shots left a trail down my chest which gradually became a solid line as the drops ran into each other on their gravity fed journey towards the water surface. Stephan then just pulled me against his soap sudsed cock and stomach in a hug which transferred sufficient soap back onto me to help me clean up the new matter that had found its way onto my clean body. Once we had finished our washing, we walked out of the water and over to the bakkie where we sat on the tailgate until we were dry. Stephan locked up the pump house and we both got into the bakkie still naked and Stephan asked me if I wanted to sit on his lap and drive a bit.
Even if I didn't really want to drive, the chance to have that cock of his pressed up into my bum crack for a bit was too good an offer to let pass and so I jumped at the idea and was soon squirming my bum down on his hardening cock.
"Thank you for all your help and the fun too." Stephan whispered into my ear as I wriggled once more because his cock had got slightly trapped in my crack as it got harder. "The next time we have a chance to do something like this, I want to try and have you touch my bum to see how I will cope with it. I think I am getting over the problem I have with it and I think you can still help me a bit with it. Are you willing to do that for me?"
"I will even kiss it for you." I said as I turned my face to look at him and made the cardinal error of taking my eyes off where I was driving.
"Whoa! Watch where you are driving, PP!" Stephan shouted out as he grabbed the steering wheel and applied the brakes at the same time and only just avoided us hitting into a tree.