Date: Mon, 7 Sep 2015 20:44:46 +0000 (UTC) From: Rich McFadin Subject: My Country Place 1 My Country Place I like boys. Since reaching adulthood, I had never gotten close to doing anything sexual with a boy. My nephews and a couple of boys of a friend would crawl up on my lap or share a chair with me and that was about it. The closest I got to sharing anything sexual with my nephews was during a holiday family get together when I was sent to sleep with the boys in the game room of my brother's massive house. While I didn't get into the game, they flashed each other, played sword fights, and were dared to put a dick in a mouth for 3 seconds. I just laid on the mattress on the floor and let them think I was asleep. A few years ago, I bought 190 acres in the country. The areas in trees were a brushy mess, the pastures were in pretty good shape, the fences required the most work. I had a stock tank on one corner of a pasture and it held water even when it seemed to be too dry. On the upper end of the property, near a cliff, I discovered a nice spring. With the abundance of rain earlier this year, the creeks were full and that spring was really running. As a result, I had a beautiful natural pool. Only about 2 and a half feet deep but about 8 feet wide and at least 16 feet long. Clear cool water with a hard rock bottom that prevent any silt to cloud the water. Water flowed in from the spring and overflowed down to that stock tank. After I got my Polaris Ace, I would take a naked ride up to the spring and cool off in the water. Running around naked on my own property was about as naughty as I would get. My brothers were thrilled with my purchase and since I got it, they would come out and help with clearing the brush, putting up a tree stand/tree house, fixing fences and such. They would bring their kids, mostly the boys to help out when it was a work visit. The boys were getting more and more useful too. They had a good work ethic to start with (most of them anyway) and were learning to use tools the right way and how to do things like get the fence tight. I also hosted family weekends. My brothers would bring their families and the days were filled with a lot of food and a lot of kids playing. They would shoot at cans, try their archery skills, check out the top of trees, explore the woods for secrets, and if the weather was right, swimming at in the stock tank or later the spring fed pool. The grownups would sit around the campfire and watch the kids. When the women and girls would leave, the boys would quickly lose all clothes and all modesty. I did enjoy all the show. Mostly pink little bouncy dicks and cute bubble butts. I'm not sure where the bubble butts came from, my brothers never had much of a butt. This summer, the two oldest nephews convinced me that they could come help me work on the property. Without their daddies. I'm not sure how they convinced their mothers but I ended up taking time off to go spend it on the property. It was time well spent. There was as much play as there was work. My neighbor backed up his offer to bring his horses over and the boys just about wore them out. It had been awhile since the horses had been ridden but it wasn't long before they were retrained. I worked with the boys to improve their riding skills and since they had no fear, the got great at it. The horses were now the preferred method of getting around the property, replacing the Polaris. Tanner learned that he didn't have enough dick to piss off a horse's back, and I learned that he didn't have enough sense to change britches after he pissed on them. Whether it was play or work, we were worn out at the end of the day. Without a TV and no cell signal to log onto computers, evenings would be sitting and talking. Inside my cabin is a huge overstuffed couch. When we would get ready for bed, we would all be down to underwear. They both talked about how great it was not to be around moms who make them wear pajamas to bed. And about how they didn't have to take showers before bed. I would have voted the other way. Well, I can't say that I didn't really enjoy their stink but the scent was powerful. They certainly got close enough for me to smell. Since they were little boys, they would get on each side of me, under my arms, as I would read to them or tell them stories. The talk during the visit started with comparing teachers and school, and school friends and girls. In a day or two, it shifted to the fun on the property and the horses. It would develop into more personal and intimate conversations. The warm summer nights had us move the evening talks to outside. Sitting around a campfire or an old kerosene lantern and resting and talking quietly. I got wishing for a folding chair version that could fit the three of us. I was missing that contact of them snuggling up to me. We even talked about having a chair like that. We decided that it would be better to go to the used furniture store and buy a couch that I could just leave outside. There is something mesmerizing about a campfire. I watched both boys stare into the fire as they talked or listened. Sometimes I could tell they were lost in other thoughts. Caleb has a habit of idly playing with his junk. He will slowly wiggle a finger around his dick, or pull on his scrotum. I don't think he even knows he does it. His mother and aunt notice and I've heard them complain about him doing it. But then, his dad always did it. Whenever my brother would be sitting around, he would be playing with himself like that. And not that he was masturbating, he would do it when he was 4 years old. He would do it sitting at the dinner table, he would do it all the time when laying on the floor and watching TV. He even did it while on the sidelines at the State Championship football game as the final seconds ticked away. Now his boy had picked up the habit. I also know my other brother and even I do the same thing, just not as much. Caleb and Tanner are less than 2 weeks difference in age. The family joke is that they were conceived on the same trip, and possibly the same night. One brother got hit by our sister-in-law when he said when heard her yell out during an orgasm, that he shot his load that took and made a baby. Whenever it's been possible, they do celebrate their birthdays together. They used to spend a lot of time together but as school and their social lives got more complex, they would see less and less of each other. This stay was really good for them to reconnect. Both of them are very close in developing. As they near their 14th birthday, the both have wispy patches of pubic hair sprouting just above their dicks. I swear that their balls got longer each and every day. They are both about the same size when it comes to dicks. Caleb has a slight curve to the left when he bones up. While their dicks do look different, they do look like they are in the family. They do have the same general size and shape of their dads and myself. It seems like the last time I saw their dicks, they were short little things that bounced as they ran. I don't think you could even tell if they had boners or not, there was always a little bit of stiffness going on. I thought the best way to describe their dick heads was cute. They had to have inherited their butts from their moms. Each of them had nice bubble butts. It looked like each cheek would fit nicely in my hand. Their butts did make their bodies so great looking. They were getting taller by the minute. They were long and lean, muscles were just filling out, skinny waists, pecs with tiny nipples. And limber as could be. That was especially noticeable when naked and they would climb around corral fences and rocks, it looked like they could bend or reach anything. It looked only normal when they would run around naked, clothes just didn't seem right. The boys convinced me that they could campout. They wanted to set up camp near the spring. There was already a little wooden deck that I built and a good firepit. They could sleep on the deck or a couple of nice grassy areas within feet of the fire. I found a couple of sleeping bags from the back of my closet and told them to unroll them to make sure they were okay. Caleb hugged the open bag and proclaimed that he could smell me on the bag. I took a whiff and thought it smelled like it needed a good washing. But when Caleb put the bag down, it was clear that he had a boner. It got me wondering if it was my scent that got him aroused. We put together a camp box with enough tools to cook hotdogs, smores, and pancakes. Loaded up the food, chairs, tarps and sleeping bags into the Ace and hauled it up to the campsite. We collected wood for the fire, moved the rocks from the sleeping spots, and fixed up the campsite. Before they would drive me back down to the cabin, we went swimming. I swear they were looking at my junk more than anything else. And after watching them, I had to do some creative sitting in an effort to hide my semi-hard dick. I probably didn't do all that great of a job of hiding it. I saw them look at each other and nod towards my junk. As the day was closing, Caleb drove me back and dropped me off. As soon as I was at the cabin door, Caleb had taken his underwear off and had tossed them into the back. He drove off fast with one leg propped up on the edge of the Ace. I could see the smile on his face. I'm not such a bad uncle that I just left the two boys alone. Out with an open fire and all sorts of dangerous critters circling the camp and waiting for a chance to attack and haul one or both boys off to the lair of hungry baby critters. So, I hiked up to the camp. I even found another spring in the darkness. I stopped at the edge of the trees and watched what was going on. I didn't want them to see me or to know that I was checking on them. Part of the big adventure was being out there on their own. I was close enough to see and hear but as long as I stayed in the trees, they couldn't tell I was there. The scene was erotic to me. Their lithe bodies in nothing but shoes were lit by a flicking campfire. Their junk was flopping around and slapping their thighs. They stayed still as they roasted their marshmallows. Caleb was content with lighting his on fire. Tanner wanted a completely melted but browned marshmallow. As they stood there eating their smores, a drip of melted marshmallow fell and hit Tanner's pubes. That got them laughing and saying things like how lucky Tanner was that it didn't land on and burn his dick. That started them grabbing and slapping at each other's dicks. Caleb had Tanner's balls solidly in his hand. Tanner was squealing and giggling. I was very interested in watching. Tanner begged for mercy and Caleb eventually let go but not before he had a good feel. Both of them were completely boned up. Hard straight out dicks showed up so well in the firelight. They stood face to face, only about a foot between them. They looked at each other, not saying anything, and hands reached out from both boys and gently touched the others balls and dicks. It was quiet and they were slowly moving. I was rubbing myself, adjusting my boner to give it room. I heard Caleb ask, "Do you want to?" Tanner nodded and the both pulled their hands back to their own dicks. Slowly at first but then picking up speed they jacked themselves. I could tell that each of them were really looking at the other's junk. Every once in a while, they looked up at each other. They would smile or giggle a little. I had my dick out and jacking as I watched. As they got close, they leaned into each other, their heads were leaning on each other's chest. Bracing each other, they got close to cumming. I heard Caleb moan something and then I could see the reflective glint from cum fly out of his dick. Before Caleb finished, Tanner joined in the shooting. I heard Caleb sweetly encouraging Tanner on. It was like he was happier to see Tanner cum than he was himself. They stayed leaning on each other for a while. Their hands were moving up and down each other, mostly touching each other's butts. I was on the edge of cuming when Caleb put out a finger under the tip of Tanner's dick. Tanner jumped a little at the touch. Caleb held up the finger and put it near Tanner's mouth. Tanner backed away. Caleb laughed and stuck the finger into his own mouth. That caused them to back up a few steps, each shaking or holding their junk. I hard and fast then and shot a nice big load onto the ground. I was milking the last out of my dick when a flashlight beam hit me in the face. Now was not the time to be seen. I think I must have made enough noise that they heard me. They weren't concerned enough to see if I was a coyote or uncle and sat in their chairs and laughed about how good a cum that was. I walked back to the cabin, getting up and over the ridge before turning my flashlight back on. I didn't really sleep that night, I kept thinking about what I saw. I had thoughts of joining them but really, it was the vision of my nephews enjoying each other, even if it was just jacking next to each other, that was keeping me thinking. I joined them for breakfast. They were just getting the pan hot and mixing the batter when I got there. Both were filthy, I could even see a spot of Tanner's thigh where a string of cum had landed and then the dirt clung to it. I wasn't quite sure how sanitary it was for two naked boys to be cooking over the fire. Well, I knew it was unsanitary but I was declining to worry about it. They repeated the campout the next night. I don't know if I was little late for the jacking session but when I got there, they were both in the water, leaning on the "sittin' rock". I had made enough noise that they knew I was coming and they yelled out for me to come on up and get in the water. As I got close, I shone my flashlight at them and I saw two long limp dicks just barely touching the water. I could feel my boner starting. I resisted going in until my boner started to ease up. The water was cold enough that it took care of shrinking up any boner I had going. We stayed in the water for awhile, dipping down into the water and sitting back up letting the water chill us in the warm summer breeze. The longer we stayed in the water and talked, the more all three of us were handling our junk. And not worrying about doing it in front of each other. When we were about as cold as we could stand, we went over to the fire and stoke it a little to get warm. It was that night that our discussions got more sexual or intimate. It got about what got a boy hard and that it was a good thing to jack off. We were all hard. I was loving looking at them. I noticed that when I would put my hand on my dick or move it, they would react, either with a smile or a little laugh or one of them pointing so the other would look. When Tanner had to pee, the discussion about dicks, jacking and such stopped. I got up to pee and as I was, Caleb pinched me on the butt. Pee went flying! It was late, I put pants and shoes on and headed back to my cabin. The walk back while not wearing underwear had me on the edge and I shot after about 20 strokes when I got back. The next few days were great fun. I noticed there were times when both boys would disappear for a little while. I thought their cheeks were a little redder than when they left. This has started a new relationship. I think I'll wait until the next chapter to go into the day after the picked up Tanner. If I get enough good feedback that people want me to keep writing. I'll take the feedback at mcfadinr@yahoo.com and Nifty will take you support in the form of money. You should really think about supporting Nifty so they can continue sharing the stories.