Date: Fri, 30 Nov 2012 12:00:36 -0800 (PST) From: R Ranger Subject: Midwestern Tale: Chapter 6 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 6: Danny's History I felt my cousin slip out of bed early Tuesday morning. Bruce was trying to be quiet as he dressed for the day; however, the deafening silence of farm life amplified every creak in the floor which revealed his movement. Before Bruce exited the cabin he leaned in to give the sleeping love of his life a kiss before departing for a day of toil in the field with his dad and the other farm hands. I'd been awake most of the night, but pretended to be asleep. It was still dark outside when Bruce opened the squeaky door and closed it behind him. For me sleep, lying there on the bed with two gorgeous men, had not been easy. I had been on pins and needles, cat napping on and off throughout the night, thinking about all that had transpired on Monday. Of course the late August heat and humidity made sleeping almost impossible. About thirty minutes after Bruce left the cabin I heard Uncle James' 730 John Deere row-crop tractor start. Then the roosters began to crow, and after few minutes to warm up the tractor went chugging off towards the field. I eased closer to Danny taking in the aroma of his manliness exuding from his body. I kissed him lightly on the shoulder. He stirred. Then he rolled over facing me. I gazed into his gorgeous captivating green eyes. He whispered, "Good morning sunshine." I whispered back, "And good morning to you too." I then asked, "So, what's our plan for this morning?" "I just want to lay here with you and enjoy the morning," Danny said with a beautiful white smile. "Listen to the rooster's crow, cock a doodle do." "Not any cock will do," I said laughing, "only your cock will do." I could feel Danny's dick against my leg. He was hard, so I said, "You can fuck me if you want. Feels as though you need some sexual relief. There's no one around. Perfect time." "Donnie, you are a sensuous young man. There's nothing I'd enjoy more than making love to you all morning the way you deserve to be loved by another man, but you and I no that ain't gonna happen." "Why?" I pleaded. "Nothing would give me greater pleasure than being the person to take your virginity; however, I can't and won't for a number of reasons." "And those reasons are?" I replied with a tone of incense. "Number one you are too young." "That's a bullshit excuse," I answered back a little burn up with his reply. "Donnie, there's over a five years age difference between us. I'm an adult and you my young friend are too young for me to seduce," Danny said. "My boyfriend back home is older than me," I replied in a rebellious tone. "How old is your boyfriend Donnie?" "He's almost fourteen," I replied in a more upbeat tone. "He's under the age of eighteen and you're under eighteen. I'm very aware that physically you appear to be almost a man, but chronologically you are still a boy. And that's what counts in the eyes of the law." Somewhat miffed I replied, "I understand. So, it's all about the law with you now. Fuck the law I'm not happy with the law." "It is what it is," Danny replied. "The law needs to be changed then." "Maybe so my young friend, maybe so." "So, what are the other reasons?" I asked. "Bruce and I are partners and we are devoted to each other, kinda like we're going steady. You'll understand what I mean as you get older and you fall in love with a boy or a girl." "I don't want to fall in love with a girl Danny. I want you and I'm fuckin envious that my cousin is yours." "Donnie, I'm flattered, but you don't know what you want at your age. You may change your mind a dozen times between now and when you become a man and meet the true love of your life." "Bullshit," I replied. "What I will do is explain to you throughout the rest of the week all I know about sex and relationships. You ask and I'll try to impart some of my wisdom as well as things I've learned over the years about sex, if you want to listen. We got all week to do that before I head back to college." "Sure. I guess. I mean I just can't understand what happened between last night and this morning. You kissed the head of my pecker. I thought..." Danny cut me off, "Yes, I led you on and for that I'm terribly sorry. The first time I kissed the head of your dick I wanted to take it into my mouth and show you what oral sex was all about." "I know what oral sex is all about," I replied in a curt tone. "No you don't," Danny replied. "The second time I had this epiphany. I was ready to take that scrumptious looking glans of yours into my mouth and eat your delicious looking glans up; however, when I looked up and saw Bruce standing in the bathroom washing your clothing I knew I couldn't." "What the hell's an epiphany?" I questioned. "A realization that what I was lusting for was not only a violation of the law it violated the tenets of our relationship. Your cousin and I are at this time deeply committed to each other." Okay, I understand, but Bruce isn't here now and you could just mark it up as a teaching thing," I said trying again to entice Danny to give in to his lustful longing. "When I saw the reflection of Bruce's face in the mirror that's when it hit me. That's why I suggested that you get a fresh pair of underwear. I just couldn't carry what we were doing any further." "But we held each other last night and kissed. What was that all about?" I asked. "We held each other's peckers in our hands." "There's a bit of difference between holding or jerking another boy's pecker and oral or anal sex between two people," Danny explained. "There's also a big difference in the blowjobs you and your boyfriend have exchanged in the past and oral sex I would perform on you." "How's that?" I asked. "What you and your boyfriend do together, the best way I can explain it, is purely an emotionless act. It's a false behavior of affection: a mechanical reaction for instant sexual gratification. Basically, a way to get a quick nut." Danny went onto explain the importance of touch. He reminded me how overwhelming it felt the first time Tim touched my pecker. I remembered that first time in Tim's basement. He went on explaining the importance of foreplay: the drawn out warm-up period prior to engaging in oral, anal or vaginal sex. He also told me that vaginal or anal sex was the ultimate sexual act between two adults. We talked for over an hour about the things Tim and I had done together. Danny explained the reasons he thought we failed at anal intercourse. We were nothing more than jack off buddies. I had to admit Danny was not only intelligent as an academic he was equally smart when it came to explaining sex. "If I wasn't committed to your cousin and you were at least sixteen I might easily be persuaded to have sex with you," Danny said. "I hope, even with the slight difference in our age, we will remain friends Danny." "As far as I'm concerned we'll remain friends forever," Danny said as he kissed me on the forehead. "What if you and my cousin breakup?" I asked. "I hope that never happens, but if it does maybe I'll come look you up," Danny said with a big smile. "So, you're eighteen and Bruce is a year older and a year ahead of you in college?" I asked. "Actually we're both starting our sophomore year next week. I just turned eighteen in July, so Bruce is a little over a year older. I graduated high school when I was sixteen and started college when I was seventeen. Your cousin and I were assigned as roommates in the dormitory at college. One thing led to the other and before we knew we fell in love." "Damn, what a story. How long had you known that you were queer?" I asked. "Probably since I can remember. I've never had any feelings for girls other than they were just friends and playmates. There were never any romantic attachments. Then after a few experimental sexual flings with boys in my neighborhood when I was a teenager it was during my senior year in high school I fell in love for the first time." "Tell me about it," I said. I was all ears. Danny was a great story teller. He was more articulate than the guys back home. Of sure his language was a little colorful, but all of us teenagers used that coarse colorful language when we were together. "Donnie, my story may sound a little familiar. I was seduced by an older boy. I think that older boys sometimes want a younger boy because they think that younger means purity." "Kinda like me?" "Yeah. Also, younger boys tend to look to older boys for guidance when learning the ways of sex. Many times younger boys learn from the older boys in the neighborhood or even older brothers about sex," Danny explained. "Sounds a lot like me. So, who was the first love of your life Danny?" "He was a twenty year old intern from the local college working in the athletic department at my high school when we met. After a Friday afternoon game I was hanging around the locker room when he asked me if I wanted a ride home. I accepted. We stopped for a soda at a local drive-in and while sipping our drinks we kept making eye contact." "And then?" "In the car he put his hand on the back of my neck and began rubbing it with his finger. I remember the way he touched me was like electricity passing from his body to mine. And then he leaned over and kissed me. I didn't pull away." "Shit man that's fuckin so cool." "I became aroused and looked into his eyes. He looked back and in a whisper voice asked, "Want to stop by my apartment for a while and listen to some music. I got a new Beatles album. I accepted. In those few moments he cast his spell on me." "Wasn't he afraid you might turn him into the school authority?" I asked. "There was no way I would have ever done that Donnie. I'd had a crush on this guy from the first day we met. He was a fuckin dream boat as far as I was concerned. He stood about six feet two inches, weighed about one hundred seventy-five pounds, and had a chiseled body of Adonis with blond flattop hair cut. Tom had beautiful blue eyes, just a fuckin super hunk of a guy." "Sounds a little like Bruce," I said. "And he had the most gorgeous penis I'd ever seen in my life; it appeared as if an artist had sculpted it to fit his body." "So, it was love at first sight." I said. "Donnie we entered his apartment and it was like nothing I'd ever experienced before. A fuckin whirlwind. We began kissing and it was like lightening bolts were striking the ground around me. The ground was shaking, thunder was clapping and fireworks going off in my head. Hell. I thought we were in the middle of an earthquake. The first few minutes I thought we were going to suck the life out of each other's bodies." "Oh shit I'm hard just thinking g about it." "We began savagely undressing each other right there in his living room. Before I knew it we were naked. We were both hard as diamonds. He pushed me down on the couch. I was delirious with desire. We ground our bodies together until we both shot out cum on each other's chests. We ended up spending the night together engaging in more sex. In fact, we spent the whole fuckin weekend together. The next thing I know I'm in love." "Wow! That sure wasn't the way it was with Tim and me. So, how long did you guys go together?" "I just about lived with Tom all the time except when I had to go home to make a parent appearance and get some clean clothes," Danny said. "What did your folks have to say about you staying away from home?" "They really didn't say much. I don't even think they missed me. When they would ask where I'd been and I told them I stayed over with a friend. Mom and dad both had high profile careers: up early in the morning and home late at night. There was a live-in housekeeper. She showed more concern than my parents. The folks would see me a couple times a week and that was good enough for them. I was just the accident while they were in college: an accident that stood in the way of their progress." "Damn." "I was so involved with Tom that I didn't care about anything else in my life. We continued to see each other after I graduated and for a couple weeks into the summer. Then things just went south and dissolved. No reason we just seemed to drift apart," Danny said. "And that my young friend is just the way life is. Here today and gone tomorrow." I thought I saw a tear forming in Danny's eye. "You still miss him don't you?" "Donnie, he was my first true love. I don't think we ever forget our first love." "I don't really miss being away from Tim," I said. "The reason is there is no emotional connection between the two of you. You guys are just buddies that help each other out with sexual relief." "So, what was next?" I asked. "After Tom and I broke up I pretty much ran wild the rest of the summer. I never came home which from what I heard pretty much pissed my mom and dad off. Their main concern that summer was that I prepare for college in the fall. If I didn't prepare properly I wouldn't get into the college they had chosen for me, and I didn't. I was partying and drinking all the time." "If I were your parents I woulda been freaked out." "I pretty much turned into a male slut. I would get high smokin weed and then suck or fuck any guy, any age that would go down. Sometimes I got paid and other times I didn't. The week I was supposed to leave for Princeton I ended up in jail on a trumped up bullshit misdemeanor charge." "Damn! What did your folks think or do?" I asked. "Nothing at first. I wouldn't divulge my name to the police and there were no finger prints for me on file, so I just sat there in the cell for four days. Then the jailer got pissed at me and threw me in with a bunch of real criminals. That wasn't pretty. They all had their way with me. I was sucking their dicks and they were fucking me up the wazoo." Oh shit!" I exclaimed, "No pun intended." "Then this big guy got thrown into the same cell with the rest of us. The others told him about what I could do for him to make his time go by faster. So, this guy pulls out a flaccid fuck stick that is huge. I mean by the time it gets hard this thing looked to be the size of a fence post, or at least a baseball bat. He had the others held me down. He spits in my ass and attempts to ram this fucking log up my ass. I'm screamin bloody murder. The others are laughing; trying to gag me, but before he could fuck me a guard hears the commotion and comes running to my rescue." "Wow! You're a lucky SOB," I said. "Once I got out to the damn cell I was more than willing to give the screws my name, address and phone number. Within an hour dad was at the jail getting me released. Later on the charges were dropped; however, it was too late to get me to New Jersey for registration at the Ivey League College. So, I lost my academic scholarship and I started at the state college. That's where I am today. Dad is trying to get me into Princeton for my junior and senior year, but I'd just as soon stay put. At least Bruce and I will remain together." "Wow! That's the coolest yet saddest fuckin story I've heard," I said. "Then you met my cousin?" "Yep, and that was another case of love at first sight. Bruce had never been in love with a guy before we met. I think he might've fooled around kinda like you and your boyfriend, but nothing lasting." "Really!" "I remember he told me in the dorm room later on that he was taken by my looks the first time we met. Bruce and I saw each other naked the second night at college in the communal shower. He told me later on that night that he had a crush on me and I had the most beautiful body and penis he'd ever seen." "Happened that fast?" I questioned. "By the way, how'd he know you were homosexual?" "Oh, he didn't until I told him when we met the first day. I wanted him to be aware of my sexuality so there would be no problems down the road. I mean I didn't know what his sexuality was. What if he was straight and walked in on me giving a guy a blowjob in our dorm room." "Yeah, I can see where that might freak a roommate out," I replied. "So, I suspect that you're the more adventuresome and maybe more aggressive of the two?" "I guess that would be a yes, and the more experienced sexually, Danny said as he looked at his wristwatch. "Damn, it's seven-thirty. You hungry?" "Yeah, but you ain't gonna feed me what I want for breakfast," I said to Danny with an evil smile. We got out of bed to shower and get dressed. That was the first time I saw Danny dick. He had the morning wood. The thing had a slight upwards curve, similar to a banana, with a beautiful Trojan helmet head and dark coronal ring surrounding the base of his glans along with nice black patch of pubic hair at the base of his seven inch shaft. Needless to say, I was salivating for a taste of Danny's treasure. [Do you my readers want to hear more of the Midwestern Tale? Do you want to find out what happens between Donnie, Danny and Bruce? Let me hear from my readers. 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