Date: Tue, 8 Apr 2003 07:43:27 -0300
From: fernandobuddy2002@globo.com
Subject: The Herdsman

Uncle Seb was the kind of man who spoke few words. He never wasted them in
long conversations. At least not with people, because I've heard him talk
to the animals he cared for. As I said before he isn't really my uncle, but
that's the way I always called him since he's with my family many years
now. When I was 9 years old he knocked on our door and, speaking in a funny
way (I learned later that he was Polish), said that he was looking for a
job because he had heard that my father was in need of someone to take care
of the ranch he owned. It wasn't a big ranch and the main work there was to
take care of the few animals, like cattle, chickens, pigs and horses. The
milk we drank everyday came from there and so did the eggs and,
occasionally, the meat too. Uncle Seb said at the time that all he needed
was a place to sleep and food to eat. Through the years I learned that he
came to Brazil to visit his younger brother and left his wife and two
daughters about 17 and 18 in Poland, planning to bring them all to Brazil
when he had settled down. Only this "settle down" apparently was yet to
come because 4 years later he was still all by himself and maybe that was
the reason why he was so quiet. I liked him because he treated me like a
son, maybe, or because he would always show me different things, like, he
always asked me if I wanted to name the new foals, or he would take me for
a ride when he had to inspect the fences around the ranch, and also go
swimming, and stuff like that. But always silent! Every time I wanted to do
something different I'd ride my bike to the ranch and there was uncle Seb,
fixing the fences, feeding the animals, milking the cows, brushing the
horses and so on.

As soon as my sexual life begun and I started making it out with my uncles,
my father, Father Joel and everybody else I fucked with, of course I had an
eye on uncle Seb too. I liked to watch him work, the way he moved around
with his strong massive body. He wasn't fat, he was simply big, like it is
so common to find in European countries like Poland, Germany and others. He
was kind of intimidating, big shoulders, a strong red neck (no pun
intended) like a bull. Years of laboring had prevented him from growing a
belly and also gave him an incredible body; he was a beefy, stout, thickly
built man. Coarse blond hair grew thickly over his body. He stood about 6.8
feet tall and I placed him around 50 years old. His face was kind and
handsome, classically Polish. And most important, I have to talk about his
package. Man, what a package! The crotch of the pants was filled out with
something because I could see that there was definitely some substance that
filled out the front of those pants and in many occasions I saw his
equipment hanging directly down the front of his pants, swinging against
his leg as he walked. I decided that I would have to have that piece of
meat, but since I was being fed abundantly in other pastures I didn't put
much pressure on this matter, but then, one day when I was pedaling
aimlessly, I saw something that made me review my plans and act promptly
because I had been hooked.

I decided to visit him with no ideas about how to get into his pants and so
I got my bike and in less than thirty minutes I was there. As it happened
many times before he wasn't in the house when I arrived, so I walked around
trying to spot his burly blonde frame and happened to find him in the shed
he used to store alfalfa and others animal food. For some reason I didn't
call out his name and so he didn't hear me coming. The door was ajar and I
saw him, his back to me. I walked around the shed and spied him through a
crack between boards, which gave me a full view of his right side. He was
jacking off with his clothes on, only his cock jutting out of his pants,
and before him was a plate. I sprung a hard on instantaneously. He stopped
motioning his hand up and down his shaft, spat a thick wad of saliva in his
hand and resumed pumping his meat. Soon he was moaning and then he aimed
his cock to the plate and thick ropes of white cum spurted and fell on the
plate. What drew my attention was that it seemed he was never going to stop
cumming. He kept moaning under his breath and milked his cock. Only then it
dawned on me that I could take advantage of the situation. I hurried to the
door and made him notice me. He spun around quickly, his face growing red
and he tried to conceal his cock, but he knew that I saw him. I got near
him and looked at the plate where I saw puddles of cum. He stammered but no
words came out of his mouth because he realized it was useless. He turned
around instead and left the barn, leaving me there with his collected semen
on the plate. I swear to God I had never seen so much cum. To tell the
truth cum, semen, was something that I really didn't see much, because
either I ate it or it was inside my ass, but what I mean is that, even
being so young, I knew that that was no normal amount of semen for a man. A
normal man usually cums, let's say, one spoon, two spoon, maybe, of
semen. But what I saw on the plate could almost fill a small cup of coffee
up to the brim. I didn't resist the sight! My cock was pulsing, asking to
be relieved, so I lowered my shorts and filling my hand with the cum at
hand I jacked off and came my small amount of semen quickly, shuddering
violently as my orgasm shook my body and the image of uncle Seb spurting
his cum still floated in my mind. When I opened my eyes there was him,
looking at me and there was a strange glint in his eyes. Unlike him I
remained there, still holding my cum smeared dick. There was an awkward
silence until he noticed that the plate was almost empty, only then he
realized that I had used his cum to jack off. In that moment I think that
we spoke many things without saying a word because he simply made a gesture
with his hand telling me to pull up my shorts and taking the plate he put
his hand on my shoulders and we left the barn.

Without asking much he wanted to know about me, if I really understood what
I'd seen, if I had liked what I'd seen and, satisfied with my answers, he
asked me if I would like to play a little with him (he used the word 'play'
because in his head he was talking to an innocent child) because he missed
a lot his wife and he needed some relief, "if you know what I mean", he
said. When I said I would like very much to play with him, he said 'OK,
later on' because he had some things he needed done first. But then it was
my turn to ask him something. "Do you always cum that much of cum?" He said
that he could cum even more if he didn't jack off everyday, and he had
jacked off the two previous days since he got really horny seeing one of
the stallions mounting one mare due to the mating season. "I want to see
you cumming again." I blurted out. "Wait! Wait and you will!" He said
simply and got up to take care of his errands. During that day I hung
around him, helping to feed the animals and other stuff and when the sun
was about to set he brought the work to a quit and said we would go
swimming. There was this small river crossing my father's land from where
we got the water to irrigate the kitchen garden and also where the horses
and cattle served themselves. In some places there were plenty of trees and
grass on the banks and the water was clear crystal. He stripped keeping
only his underwear and jumped in the river. I followed him suit and we swam
for a time, diving and playing in the water. When he stood, water on his
knees, I looked at him and his underwear was glued on his skin, revealing
more than hiding his jewels. "You like what you see?" I nodded yes and he
approached me. His chest hair once blond, were now dark, forming a coat of
dark fur. "Do you really want to play with me? Are you not afraid?" I said
'no' and he reached out and caressed my butt. I turned around and offered
him my ass, lowering my undies. He took me in his arms, carried me to
deeper water in a less evident place and started rubbing his crotch in my
butt. Soon he lowered his underwear to his knees and introduced his penis
between my legs. I felt it rubbing my butt, but he didn't mean to stick it
in, in his mind all he would do with me was get his rocks off between my
legs, because he thought that was all I wanted. It was delicious to be
entrapped in his arms, feeling him aroused poking my cheeks, his hairy wet
chest covering my whole back. But that was not what I had in mind. I made
him stop and invited him to go to shallow waters. I knelt before him and he
stepped out of his underwear. Now he was semi-erect, hairy, wet and naked
beneath the setting sun. I looked at his legs, strong and covered with
hair. I put a hand on his ass and discovered it to have a thick coating of
hair too, and his cock was more than I could hope for. Long, thick, heavily
veined with pre cum glistening for me. It was big and he was not completely
hard yet. Beneath the huge cock lay a pair of huge balls, I stared at the
mass of flesh and noted the heavy foreskin that capped the huge cockhead. I
stepped forwards, reaching for the huge cock; it was so thick I could
hardly close my hand around the fleshy shaft, and the veins running the
length were also thick. I grasped it and began drawing the foreskin
backwards, exposing a huge purple cockhead. I pushed the skin backwards
exposing the head completely and felt the shaft pulse and begin to thicken
even more. I began wanking slowly and uncle Seb groaned quietly. I felt his
hand on the back of my head and heard him whisper, "Son, suck your uncle's
cock." He was so big. He was hard now and I could see thick streams of pre
cum dripping from his cock, which he smeared over my lips. I took the head
of his cock in my mouth and tried to swallow everything he had. I let go
for a moment and he looked down at me. I held it in my hands and it was hot
and hard in spite of the water. I bent it down so that it aimed at my
mouth. I opened my mouth and engulfed his cockhead. I licked the head of
uncle's Seb dick, tasting his pre cum, and I liked that taste. Then I took
the knob in my mouth and sucked on it. Bobbing up and down I began to
massage his balls thinking that soon what was inside there would be inside
my mouth. Taking my mouth from his dick I let it slap back against his
belly and went sucking his balls. His hand continued around the back of my
neck where it stopped and held me tight. When I brought the big red head
back to my mouth I felt his hips begin to move. Slowly, at first, with a
slow and steady motion! I couldn't take all of him but he kept it up. His
cock continued it's way into my mouth, his hand clasped behind my neck. He
started to make sounds, which I could barely hear. Moans were coming from
him. I was pleasing him and I wanted his cum, I wanted him to cum in my
mouth, to give me what he had between his legs. Suddenly he was groaning
louder and his hand held my neck tightly. It didn't take long and soon he
was getting ready to cum, then I heard him say "Take it off Fernando, I'm
gonna cum." And he made an attempt to pull it out, but I stopped his hands
and said 'no' and swallowed his hose again. His stomach went taut, his head
arched back, his legs were spread. I glanced up and saw his mouth wide and
his veins bulged incredibly along the Polish shaft. And, as he cried out in
his native tongue, cum erupted from his wonderful cockhead as he pumped
thick fluid into me. My mouth was flooded with one, then two loads and
three and four, finally five loads. His cock kept coming at me and I kept
taking it, wanting to suck uncle Seb deeper. I wanted to get all the cum I
could. I heard him moan and his jism filled my mouth. I wanted to swallow,
but I also wanted to enjoy his orgasm for as long as possible. Uncle Seb
came, it seemed, for minutes. I held his semen until my cheeks were
bulging, until trickles of his jism started sliding down my throat, until
it slipped between my sucking lips and his jumping cock and ran down my
chin. He shuddered and his balls pumped. Then he gave a sigh and his flood
stopped. His sperm clogged my mouth, and what I had drooled dripped onto my
chest where it joined a shiny sheen of sweat and cum. I swallowed then,
gulp after gulp. He had shot a cup of the thick stuff into my mouth. When I
was done I released his meat, which begun to get flaccid. I looked up and
he looked down at me. Opening his mouth just to say 'let's go, it's getting
dark' he got out of the water. I asked him if I could come back another day
to play with him and he said 'yes, and I told him that I would ask my
father if I could stay overnight the next time. With those plans in mind I
went home happily, but it was two weeks later when I saw him again.

I had plans of returning in one day or two, but then I had a lot of things
to do at the school, at home, at the church and my mother is always careful
when it comes to study and doing homework. And besides, Father Joel helped
me to fulfill those two weeks and during that time I began to work on a
plan to make my father and my uncles join in a Gang Bang. I began by
instilling some words to my father about how his cock resembled those of
uncle Pedro's and uncle Jonas', because he knew they fucked me since our
first time together. "Really?" He asked showing interest. "Are theirs as
big as mine?" Of course he knew the size of his brothers' cock, but that
was his way of showing that, maybe, he was interested in being a part of
the collective fuck. And I worked the same way with my uncles, only to them
I said that my father hadn't fucked me yet and that we should arrange a way
for him to see us together and talk him in. Well, we'll get to that part
some other time. For now I will stick to the facts concerning uncle Seb. My
mother allowed me to spend the night at the ranch as long as I behaved
myself. I promised I wouldn't do anything that would bother uncle Seb, on
the contrary, I'd obey him in whatever he said.

When I got there at the end of one Friday he looked surprised because he
said he thought I didn't wanna play anymore, but I told him the reasons why
I hadn't come and he accepted with a nod of his head. With uncle Seb I felt
a little uncomfortable because he didn't just fuck me as soon as we got
together like the other always did, even my father. He usually would finish
all the things he had planned to do and only then would allow himself some
amusement, and I felt like I wasn't in control of the situation. And that
day he kept minding his busyness and stopped only when the daylight was
gone. Since I had nothing to do I helped him in what I could, following
him, observing the way he moved around, trying to picture his gorgeous cock
nested inside his bulging crotch, imagining how much cum he had stored in
two weeks in those balls hanging below his fucking pole. Finally it was
time to take a bath and it was more than obvious that I would join him in
the bathroom. He didn't invite me in but, as soon as I saw him unbuttoning
his shirt, I decided to act. When he grabbed his belt to unbuckle it I
stopped him by putting my hands on top of his. Looking down at me he just
nodded and I unzipped his fly. When his pants dropped down I lowered his
underwear, probably the same one he was wearing the other day, and his
flaccid uncut cock hung there, the cockhead half covered, trying to hide
the balls underneath. I took it in my hand and peeled the skin back,
revealing a pink, mushroom head, which was already growing in size at my
touch. I knelt before him, stroke it some more and then brought it to my
mouth, enjoying the taste of sweat, cheese, piss and precum leaking from
the cockhead of this Polish man. Now his dick was hard, jutting out, ready
to stab whatever was at hand to be stabbed. I sucked him good while I
massaged his balls, trying to weight them and guess the net content within
them. It didn't take long to find out because I heard him moan under his
breath and I felt when his legs went rigid and he shook a little; his belly
also went taut as he, with a groan, withdrew his cock from my mouth and
still wanking it came profusely on me. His load hit me in the face and I
quickly directed the blasts into my mouth and swallowed as much as I could
until my mouth overflowed and cum ran my chin and still strong blasts of
cum flew from his cock. By now I was a pro in sucking cocks. I held his
cock in my mouth until it stopped flowing and then I licked the whole shaft
clean off of his cum. He released me and leaned on the wall while I got
up. "Thank you, thank God I was thirsty." I said still licking my lips,
erasing the last traces of his semen. He smiled a little. "I say thank
you!" He said and turned on the water.

After dinner we sat and talked a little in the veranda of the house; he
turned his radio on and we listened to some music while he smoked his
cigarettes. Between songs he asked if I liked his cum, if it was good and
when I said that I loved it, that it tasted wonderfully, he said he had a
surprise for me. He got up, entered the house and came back with a glass
bottle. It was frosty and when I took it I saw that it was half filled with
something that reminded me of frozen milk, like the ones you find in milk
banks to feed newly born babies. He told me he had saved that for me and
that he had taken only three days to collect that much. My eyes grew wide
when I realized he had collected his own semen and stored it in the freezer
for me. "Do you want it?" He asked. "Yeah, of course! Let's taw it right
away." He gave a shy smile and we got into the house. In the kitchen he
boiled some water and dipped the bottle in the hot water, waiting until the
semen began to taw, without loosing its consistency. When it was done we
went to his room. There he took his clothes off and stood only in his
underwear. I did the same and he patted the bed, inviting me to lie
down. When I did he came on top of me and began to rub his bulge over my
face, going up and down, making me smell his scent and also feel his cock
begin to get erect. I grabbed his undies and tugged them down, his cock,
now released, poked my nose, my eyes and tried to find the entry to my
mouth. He grinded his crotch all over my face and I tried to suck him,
sticking my tongue out. I opened my mouth and taking him with my hand
brought it to my mouth and began sucking him good. He took the bottle he
had set aside and poured some on the tip of his cock and made me suck
him. Next he introduced his thumb in my mouth, his cock was tilting nearby,
and he poured a great amount of jism directly into my mouth, like he was
giving me some water, and shoved his cock right after, making me swallow
his cum and also suck his cock. I could tell that he was enjoying it very
much, seeing me drink and suck his cock at the same time. I wasn't sure if
he had any intention of fucking me, but I did. "Please, uncle Seb, I want
you to fuck me!" I said with my mouth full of his cock. He was fucking me
steadily in the mouth and stopped moving. "Do you want me to stick my cock
in your ass?" "Yes, uncle, please! I can take it!" He let go of me, turned
me around and I presented him my buns. He grabbed them and massaged my
cheeks. His big hands opened my cheeks apart and his fingers worked my
ring, forcing a little, wanting to enter but afraid to do so. I wiggled my
butt at him and whined. "Please, uncle Seb, fuck me." One of his fingers
pushed in and came out. He poured some of his cum on my butt and slid in
his finger again. Soon I was receiving two of his rough fingers and,
looking behind, I saw that his cock was hard, ready to fuck me. He poured
some more cum on his cock and I felt it touch my crack, pressing the big
head on my butt. I knew what to expect and prepared myself, opening my
asshole by pushing outwards. I shuddered and moaned. Although he didn't
expect to have a tight cherry swallowing his big cock, I could tell that he
wanted this badly and his hands went to my hips and he mounted me. I could
feel his strength as he held me there, his big calloused hands grabbing my
hips. I was a colt to his stallion. "Son, I'm not much for words when it
comes to fucking, and that is what I am going to do to you. I am going to
fuck you." I could feel his body against me, his cock pushing at me,
knowing where it wanted to go. Uncle Seb's slick cockhead slid over my
pucker, then it steadied, centered and aimed. His fingers dig into my flesh
and his cockhead entered me. I could only open myself and let him fill
me. And fill me uncle Seb did. One smooth stroke and he was in. After about
4'' he stopped and wiped the sweat from his eyes, and then proceeded and
soon his cock was embedded in me. I felt his pubic hairs deep between my
cheeks, pressing against my flesh, while his cock yearned inward.
Helplessly I squirmed, skewered on his cock and I began to fuck his cock,
pushing backwards at him while he remained quiet, waiting for me to have it
my own way. Because I was overcharged I couldn't stand it. My butthole
clenched on that cock, my prostate throbbed against that log flesh, and I
began to cum, shooting my small amount of cum over the bed while I fucked
his rod. He held his cock still until my trembling body stopped, then
gripped my hip and pulled my butt into his crotch and he started to fuck
me. Uncle Seb's fat penis slipped down my rectum, then the flared cockhead
began to retreat towards my clenching sphincter. I could feel the swollen
walls of my rectum close up as he slid out. Then it reversed direction and
crashed in, charging forward and, again, I'm suddenly full of his cock. He
rammed it against my gut, his balls swinging between our legs. I heard him
moan, and the pace of the fuck picked up. I rolled my hips around his
thrusts, enjoying this like a mare being serviced. There was immense power
in his strokes and I felt his cock ram faster and faster. He was moaning
and panting. He yanked out 'till I felt only his swollen big head held my
sphincter open. He was beginning to breath heavily. I could feel his cock
swelling even more, if that was possible; I could feel him inside me,
working my ass, going deeper, pulling himself out further and going back in
deeper still. He was gaining power. His hips were banging my ass with each
thrust and I could feel his balls whip against me. His cock felt like a
piece of steel now, slick, hard and hot. He poured some more cum from the
bottle on the shaft of his cock and thrust inwards like a hammer. I felt
tense muscles on my butt, swollen testicles throbbing against mine and I
closed my eyes, knowing what was about to happen. "Oh, God, I'm gonna cum,
now. I can't go on, I'm gona cum...ughr, ughr..." He moaned and somewhere
inside me his piss slit was opening and his thick cock began to pump his
cream, and he unloaded his cum inside me. Deep inside me! It felt
wonderful. It pumped and pumped, coating me inside. His balls were tight
against mine, and I felt them contract and writhe against my flesh as they
frantically filled my colon with his extraordinarily amount of cum. I felt
the waves of sperm move up his cock and into my ass. Uncle Seb was coming
in my butt. I shuddered and moaned helplessly because I could feel his
large body trembling as he spurted inside of me, breathing harshly through
his nose. Uncle Seb left his penis inside of me for quite some time before
dismounting me. I lay next to him and listened to him breathing deeply
while he smoked one of his cigarettes. He didn't fuck me that night again,
but in the morning he plowed me almost to death with his big and hungry
cock, filling me up again with his first load of the day. Uncle Seb
introduced me to a few other things that I will bring up later, and to this
day I still remember him as one delicious hot Polish that made me drink his
cum, something I have engraved in my memory forever. Uncle Seb, wherever
you are, this is for you!