Date: Sun, 24 Mar 2002 01:03:13 EST
From: CrackerJack674@aol.com
Subject: The Farm Hand....Chapter One.

   The sound of the rooster crowing had awaken him.  Jason layed in bed
thinking about the day ahead.  He could hear his parents downstairs.  Ma
cooking breakfast and Pa sipping coffee and reading the paper.  He had
about twenty minutes until he was expected downstairs.  And the throb
inbetween his legs just had to be taken care of.
   He took his hand and ran it across his cockhead, feeling the precum
moisten his fingers.  While he took one hand to rub his nuts, his other
hand was wrapping around his cock.  The usual rhythm was soon found and he
closed his eyes and let thoughts of the farm hand into his mind.
   Shawn had been the help for years, he was two years older then Jason,
being seventeen.  Jason had seen him naked before, when the boys would go
down to the stream to cool off.  And those thoughts made him squeeze his
cock even more.  He had always know he liked Shawn.  But didn't know how to
express his feelings.
   He could just see him now, pulling him closer and feeling his lips on
his own.  Exploring the other boys mouth with his tounge.  Hands roaming
over eachothers body, feeling the heat.  The hardness of the boys manhood
as it ran along his thigh.  The heat building as the two made love.
   Jason let out a small moan as his juice shot out of his cock and landed
on his chest in a pool.  Ohh another shot found itself on his chest.  Three
shots in all.  Jason layed there as his breathing slowed down -- feeling
his cock throb and his balls pull up.
   He found his underwear and wiped his cock and balls off.  Then got out
of bed and headed towards his shower.