I came close to
stabbing my cheek as I tried to eat the pie and look at Billy while
eating. He was wolfing his pie and gulping his milk and coming
close to being finished before I was. As it was, we finished at
almost the same time. He would have beaten me if he hadn't tried to
consume the syrup on his plate.
"You two ate like you had something important to do," Aunt Helen said
as she removed the dirty plates and glasses.
"Dad told me to show Mason where he was going to sleep, and then I
gotta help him with the milking." Billy said as he scooted his chair
back from the table. A noncommittal grunt was the answer he got as
he grabbed my arm with one hand and my suitcase with the other.
We ascended the stairs to a short hallway with a single unshaded light
hanging down from the ceiling. On the right wall there were two
doorways, duplicated on the left. At the end was another door, the door
that Billy was headed for.
The room was large and compared to my room at home, it was sparsely
Two unmatched beds stood against the wall on either side of a large
curtained window. To the right of the doorway as we entered, there was
a five-drawer chest with various items scattered on top. In
addition to the chest-of-drawers, there was clothing hanging on several
wall pegs. There was a door that I assumed was a closet. In the far
corner there was a five-gallon enameled pot with a non-descript wooden
board covering the top.
Billy threw my suit-case on one of the beds exclaiming, "this is it
Cuz. It ain't much but it'll do."
"It's okay, Billy," I replied. "I thought I would be sleeping on an
army cot or something like that, but not a bed."
"Nah," he said as he threw himself on his bed. He lay on his side,
bending his arm at the elbow so he could lean on his hand and hold his
head up. "When, Dad told me you would be staying with us for the
summer, he said we could buy a cot at the hardware store but Mom told
him to get a proper bed."
"A cot would have been all right," I replied, secretly relieved that
Aunt Helen had insisted on a bed.
"Nope," he grunted as he swung his legs over the side of his bed and
stood up. "Mom said a bed, and a bed is what we got," he said as
he shrugged his shoulders, allowing the straps and bib to fall to
He stood stretching his arms over his, and I could see prominent twin
nipples pressing against the thin fabric of his shirt. When he
lowered his arms and looked at me, I could see a twinkle in his eyes.
Sitting back down, he started to unlace his high-top shoes. I stood
like a schoolboy, nervously gazing at the broad expanse of his back and
his small waist. My cock expanded to its fullest and I felt my
nuts drawing up.
"Are you gonna change clothes or stand there, Mason?" He asked as he
pulled his shoes off.
"Change," I replied, dropping onto my bed.
"Its best if you brought some old pants or shorts with some pull-overs
to knock around in," He said while still sitting. Undoing the buttons
on either side of his waist, the bib fell down between his legs
exposing a trickle of dark brown hair cascading down from his naval
between the hard ridged muscles of his abdomen to merge with the thick
dark curls of his still not fully exposed pubic hair. Seeing the
direction of my gaze and grinning impishly, he
inserted his thumbs on either side of the waist band of his overalls
and started slowly pushing downward revealing the
thick base of his cock nestled within a thick mass of silky soft dark
I stood transfixed as he slowly pushed his overalls down exposing the
of his hard impressive uncut cock. My cock was so hard it ached. Waves
of excitement swept over me and inhaling
deeply, I unconsciously gripped its still cloth covered length.
"What's the matter, Mason," Billy said softly, his eyes gleaming as his
overalls dropped around his ankles.
My mind went blank for a few moments but, I squeezed my cock tightly,
and swallowing the excess saliva that had
accumulated in my mouth, I stammered, "Noth...nothings wrong, Billy."
"Are you sure?" he asked while he pulled his shirt and undershirt
off over his head, revealing his magnificently muscled chest. Twin
nipples, surrounded by large brown aureoles jutted out pertly.
There was a small patch of hair at the sternum that traveled down
between ridges of hard abdominal muscles to
surround his inward navel and then merge with the thick silky mass of
brown hair that surrounded the base of his impressive cock.
"You've seen me naked when we jerked off and played with each other,"
Billy said softly, seductively.
"Yeah but not like this. We were kids then," I replied as I stood up to
Billy stood less than feet away from me, stark
naked, his chest expanding and receding as he breathed. With his
hands on his hips like a
golden god, and a sly twinkle in his eyes he gently waved his fully
extended cock from one side to the other. When he stepped closer and
reached for my belt buckle, I felt a wave of panic sweep over me.
Looking into my eyes as his fingers worked the leather strap through
the belt buckle, he whispered softly, "We aren't kids now, Mason, we're
sixteen years old and we've grown some since we were."
"I...I know, Billy, but you sure look a lot bigger than me," I said in
a nervous guttural tone.
"Maybe a little, Cuz, but we won't know until we get these clothes off
and see what they're hiding. His fingers fumbled with the buttons
the front of my pants while I pulled my shirt over my head. My legs
from the passion and excitement that was sweeping over me, and from the
way Billy was fumbling with my belt, the thought crossed my mind that
he was just as excited as I was.
When my pants dropped down, he pulled the elastic band of my jockey
shorts away from my waist and let them fall. I moaned softly when
he wrapped his
fingers around the aching six-inch length of my pre-seminal slick uncut
cock. "There ain't much difference between us Mason," he said softly.
"Not much at all." His breathing increased as he gently,
tentatively stroked my cock. A surge of electric feelings signaled the
rising of sperm in my urethral channel and, I gasped,
"Jesus, Billy, if you keep it up I'll blow my load."
He quickly extracted his hand from my jockeys, and said, "Not now,
Mason, later when we have more time."
"Damn, Billy," I said softly, putting my arms around his waist as he
his arms around my chest and pulled us tightly together. "I was hoping
but, I sure wasn't
expecting this to happen."
"That's not the way it looked in the truck, Mason," He chuckled softly.
"You had a rod on all the
way home, and so did I."
"You did," I exclaimed. "I couldn't see anything."
"Wellllll," he drawled. "Why do you think I ran off to the barn when
told me to?" He said, rubbing his lips over mine.
"I wasn't sure," I replied. "I wanted to follow you but, Aunt Helen
trapped me before I could."
"I knew she would do that, Mason, " he replied. "And, I bet she
talked your head off."
"Yeah, she hasn't changed much."
He ran his hands upwards over my back and I felt the goose bumps
spreading. Gently grinding his cock against mine, he looked deep into
my eyes as he asked, "Mason, have you ever kissed another boy?"
"No," I replied nervously. "I've wanted to see what it's like."
"Neither have I," he replied as his lips covered mine and our tongues
met for what would not be the last time.