Date: Wed, 1 Nov 2006 01:44:40 -0500 From: Lee Brown Subject: The Churner Hello, my friends. If you are not of legal to read this; or if you do not like to read about sex between older guys and younger guys; then I invite you to make your way somewhere else. If you like what you read then let me know. I am I64Traveler@msn.com. Steve loved casual Fridays in the summertime. The University relaxed it's standards while most of the students are gone for the summer. He had run Cross Country in high school and at the university and now his body simply was fuller but not any extra skin hanging around. He slipped on the jock strap, encasing his seven inch cock, slipped a pair of satin gym shorts over that, and then pulled his dress slacks on. He slipped his sock covered feet into the loafers. The last thing was the dark blue polo with the university logo on it. He looked in the mirror with his curly hair all gelled, his face shaved, and thought, Damn, I look good. He laughed at himself and left for work. Work was slow and so his boss told him he could leave early. Steve got to his car, let the top down, and slipped out of his dress slacks, his shoes and socks, and was ready for the weekend. There were flipflops if he had to get out anywhere. He couldn't imagine that he would. On the way home he remembered he wanted some beer so he stopped at the local convenience story to get a twelve pack. On the way south, out of the 'burg he was feeling awesome. The Shenandoah Valley of Virginia is always great but this time of year it was the best. The wind was blowing through his hair and as he rounded the curve he noticed Jacob's farm wagon. It is one of those enclosed wagons but Jacob sells sweet corn from the back of it this time of year. Steve decided to stop and get a few ears. Jacob was an Old Order Mennonite who had a shitpot full of kids, mostly boys. They ranged from ages 17 to 7. He had struck up a conversation with Jacob and Steve knew a lot about the guy and his family but had never met any of his boys. That was about to change. Steve made a U-turn, pulled off the side of the road and next to the wagon. There was an older boy there. He looked to be about fourteen. There were two younger boys running around playing. They were twins and must have been about eleven. All three of the boys were in their straw hats, plaid shirts, jeans, and barefoot. Steve got out of his car and approached the older boy. "Hey, your daddy not around?" he asked. "No, sir." the boy responded. He held out his hand and said, "My name is Jacob." Steve shook the boy's hand. He was calloused. For an instant Steve wondered what that would feel like on his cock. "I am Steve." The boy held his hand maybe a moment too long but that was okay with Steve. The kid stood around 5'5", had brown hair, deep blue eyes, and a build that said, I have been working in the fields all summer. One of the things Steve noticed was a handmade sign that said, Sweet cream, churned just for you. Ask about it. "Well, your daddy is a fine man, boy. I want some of your sweet corn. Tell me about that sweet cream. How much is it and how am I gonna churn it here?" Jacob's two brothers stopped in their tracks. Jacob cupped his boy crotch and said, with twinkle in his eye, "You get to churn it in the wagon. Daddy has a place for the boys to take their naps. It is a good place. And it is only gonna cost you twenty bucks." Steve was getting hard when he drove up but this little seduction scene did its work. He rubbed his own cock and said, "So who is gonna keep an eye out for other customers?" "The boys will." "Elisha and Elijah, climb up here on the back of the wagon. Keep your eyes out for visitors." Steve followed Jacob to the front of the wagon. There was a part curtained off. When they slipped through the curtain Steve saw that there was a bed and some straw around on the floor. He had always wondered if these Mennonite boys were cut and he was going to soon find out. Jacob unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off. He slipped his jeans down his slender hips without even unbuckling them. Steve stood and watched this strip tease until the boy's cock flopped out of his boxers. Steve naturally went to his knees. He reached for the uncut semi hard cock and kissed the part of the young teen's head that was peeking through the foreskin. The boy placed his hands at the back of the man's head and began to draw the cocksucker's mouth on to his hardening dick. The boy moaned as Steve swept his tongue between the senisitve head and the foreskin. Steve noticed that there was just a hint of the tangy head cheese underneath the skin. Jacob could not help him self. "Damn, mister, I thought you were just gonna give me head. Take my boy cock down your throat. Swallow my cum you motherfucker." Steve could hardly believe that his boy was talking to him like that but it only made him harder and more ready to swallow his cum. He worked faster and faster but it wasn't fast enough for the boy. The boy began fucking his mouth. The cock beating at the door of this throat. Finally Steve let the boy's cock into his throat. "You are gonna swallow my load aren't you bitch? Take it." With that the boy's cock began to swell and Steve knew what would happen next. He took the boy's cum like the cocksucker he was. The boy flooded his throat and his mouth until the cum was dripping out the corners of his mouth. Steve continued to work his tongue over the hard cock. "Stop it. It is too fuckin' sensitive." Jacob said, as he pushed Steve away.