Date: Mon, 14 Aug 2017 19:08:27 +0000 (UTC)
From: Behr Forbear <behr4bear@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Rural Life - Chapter 10: It's All Routine

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*****My Rural Life - Chapter 10: It's All Routine


After a few weeks I had a routine. I had worked out some of my own lusts
and desires and after careful planning and considerable thought I worked
out the details with Bill and Roy. I was fucking Bill pretty regular; at
least 5-6 times a week. His contribution to my lust was not only to provide
me with a warm ass to fuck but he would allow me to watch (from the closet
with no one the wiser) whenever Randy or Dave fucked him, whether Sheila
was with them or not. I knew that Randy and Dave as the hardcore rednecks
they were wouldn't be happy to let me into their fuck time with Bill. They
would be scared of being labeled a fag if another man was in the room
too. They didn't know each other were fucking Bill either and Bill liked it
that way too. So he was getting it from me regular, and from them semi
regular. He was fucking Sheila weekly to satisfy his pussy need and I was
getting off on the whole voyeur aspect of it all. When one of those redneck
boys would leave after dumping a load into Bill, I would bound out of the
closet and fuck him mad, mixing my jiz with theirs. Bill always came twice,
once with them and once with me.

I was still fucking my girl on the side as well. Not for an image or
anything I just liked eating her pussy and dipping my wick in cunt every
now and then. A man's ass is awesome but a pussy is fully designed for
cock. I had my cake and was eating it too.

With Roy, I had another arrangement. He loved the blow jobs so I started
doing him about twice a week. I would pick him up for work and we would
head to that same spot. I would suck him until he shot a nice load that I
loved to swallow. Our arrangement included the following. About every other
week he would have a big party at his house on Fridays; usually when all
his Mexican friends and family would get paid. They would grill, play
music, dance and drink. A lot of them were his family; brothers, cousins,
people they called cousins but weren't, etc. After a while the men would
gravitate towards the backyard and the married women would tend towards the
front with the kids. Girlfriends would wander back and forth. Roy had an
old beat up garage that he used for storage and it backed up to an alleyway
behind his house. The guys would start to get horny and some of the girls
would oblige them to go to the garage for a quick blow or fuck. The men
would also go to the other side of the garage to piss away the beer before
heading back to the party to drink more. I would attend the parties too,
but no one knew I was there but Roy. I was able to station myself in such a
way as to be able to watch the fucking and sucking. I would sit there and
jack off, edging all night before finally blowing a load all over the wood
planks of the garage. I found out too that from my vantage point I could
watch the guys piss. I found it fascinating to see all the different size,
shape and lengths of dicks on Roy's friends and family. Roy knew I was
there of course so every time he would go to piss he would stroke it a
while, plumping it up for my benefit. He would shake it in my direction
before stuffing back in his pants and heading back to his party. I got to
where I really craved these party nights. The stimulation of watching the
sex and those Mexican's in their private moments really fueled my lust. I
began to wonder what it would be like to suck them off too. They all seemed
to be uncut, at least most of them, and they all seemed pretty rough too. I
couldn't approach them in real life but I could when I fantasied about them
while jerking my cock to a nice big explosion behind that barn.

Things at home were pretty good too. I was working very regular now with
Todd and the crew so I had disposable income. As the summer wore on Dad
began to ask what I intended to do for college or a trade or what have
you. I didn't mind the questioning, he wasn't on my case about it; I could
tell he was just curious what my thoughts were.

And actually, I had been giving it some thought. I bought me an old truck
so that I had my own way around and started thinking about getting an
apartment or rooming with someone so that I had a perm place outside of my
parent's to sleep. I wasn't getting any guff from Bill or Todd either about
staying at their places when I did, but a man starts to grow up and realize
he needs to make his own way eventually. I decided college wasn't really
for me. It wasn't that I was stupid I just didn't think it would suit
me. So I thought about the trades. While Todd was doing well at landscaping
I couldn't see myself working for him forever. But, the money was good
right now (it is seasonal after all) and the sex was an added benefit. Even
if I chose a trade school or the like I couldn't imagine giving up my near
perfect sex situation. Bill had already invited me to be his partner for
hunting that fall, so I had that to look forward to as well. That was made
even clearer when about a month after our fuck at the camp site we all met
up there again to continue the preparations for the season. This time it
was more stimulating than the first.

It turns out that the Fire Chief likes a bit of cock up the ass as well,
that Tommy really liked to fuck the older man (he came 3 times up the
Chief's ass that day) and that Sheriff Manning really does love to suck
dick, eat cum and apparently drink piss. Now that was a surprise and a
complete turn on. He told me later that he likes everything that comes out
of a man's body except blood and shit. Imagine the scene with all of us
naked except for our boots fucking and sucking for hours in every way
imaginable at that camp site. I was definitely going to enjoy the hunting
season.


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