Date: Wed, 8 Aug 2018 21:41:49 +0200
From: ER
Subject: At the farm 1 (bisexual/incest)

At the farm 1


*1.Bedum*^*^1 <#sdfootnote1sym>*


I was looking forward to a little trip, just to be away from it all.I
had been abroad in spring, so I couldn't spend a lot on an expensive
holiday. When I was browsing through a magazine I suddenly had the idea
of calling my uncle on the telephone and ask him if I could spend a week
on his farm. The last time that I had seen him and my aunt was about ten
years ago on my father's birthday. I remembered their two children, a
boy about 8 and a girl about 7 years old. They were quite a handful and
I didn't like them. After that I left home because my parents couldn't
cope me being gay and contact with my uncle and aunt was nonexistent
too. Fortunately after a while my parents came around and everything was ok.

Excitedly I called and my aunt answered the phone. Would I be welcome?
Of course I was. How nice it would be to see each other after such a
long time. Of course uncle agreed. "I am the boss at the farm, you
know," my aunt said. I said I'd be there next Sunday in the afternoon.
"And..err.. it is just as well that you're coming over, but I `ll tell
you later. See you next Sunday. I am looking forward to your visit." I
felt very welcome.

That Sunday I drove from Haarlem to the farm near Bedum in three hours.
The farmhouse was a gigantic building typical for the province of
Groningen with big living quarters in front and an enormous barn at the
back with some smaller barns for the tools and a hay barn.The kitchen
garden was behind the farmhouse with a ditch around the entire complex.
To me it seemed an impenetrable fortress.

As soon as I had parked the car aunt came out. Of course she looked a
bit older, she called: "Dear Bert, how nice to have you here! How you
have grown. You look absolutely great. I am so proud to have a handsome
nephew like you. When I last saw you you were a young teenager." I
embraced her and was surprised when she said: "Don't say anything. I
know everything and it is ok with me. They say that we are a bit behind
with everything here in the country, but that is nonsense." It sounded
good to hear her heavy Groningen accent. Uncle had stepped outside too
and we shaked hands. "Come in quickly, my boy. Coffee is ready." I got
my luggage from the backseat and followed my relatives inside into the
kitchen. There was a girl about 17 years old, a beautiful girl too. She
introduced herself as Maartje. Being well educated I said: "How do you
do?" Aunt noticed that I didn't recognise her daughter and told me that
Maartje was my cousin. "Eh?" I said surprised while I remembered that
naughty girl of 10 years ago. "Well you have changed for the better,
because ..." and I told her how I remembered her. Uncle just laughed.

We talked about my parents, about days long gone by, work at the farm,
my studies and about more relatives. It appeared that more of them
farmed in Groningen. One of my father's brothers lived in Ellerhuizen,
not far from Bedum.

After an hour or so aunt said she was going to start dinner and that
uncle had to milk the cows and Maartje was asked to show me my room. We
went through a long corridor and she talked nineteen to the dozen:
"You'll sleep in Wiegers room. Ma thought that would nice for both of
you and you can get to know each other better. I saw Wieger come in a
few minutes ago to help uncle with the milking, so I expect them back in
an hour. Do you remember him? Was he a pain in the neck like me? Yes?
Well, he sometimes still is. Especially when he is with his friend they
act the tough guys. Ugh, boys! By the way I have a boyfriend, but don't
tell anybody. He is our neighbour's son and studying in Groningen^^2
<#sdfootnote2sym> . He is so cute and doesn't act quite so macho as my
brother and his friends. All they think of are girls. Ugh!"All these
things didn't make me feel happy about Wieger. Still a creep and only
interested in girls! It seemed we didn't have much in common. However,
I'd see how it would go. I could always "be called away".

"Look, this is my room" she opened a door and I saw a typical girl's
room with striped curtains and a bed with a flowered eiderdown. Through
the windows I saw flowering rosebushes. A nice and private room. "Nice"
I said, "How peaceful it is here, wonderful!" "Boring" said Maartje. She
closed the door and opened another one. Wiegers room was on the same
side of the house and big, so more rosebushes to see in the garden
outside. The furniture was not special, apart from the desk. It was made
of wood, modern with a very good pc. It was very recent. Against one
wall was a simple bed and against another wall an iron bed. There were
two wardrobes and under Wiegers bed I discovered three mattresses. "Yes,
for friends when they sleep over. They don't want to cycle home late in
the evening on those lonely roads. They often stay the night. That is
the disadvantage of living in the country."

I asked Maartje where I could shower and she showed me the bathroom. I
said that I would like to wash and change. Maartje left and I undressed.
Half an hour later I appeared in the kitchen and there were uncle and
Wieger. In front of me was a breathtaking boy of 18 in all his glory.
His dark blond hair waved over his forehead. His lips ... the dream of
every gay man. I introduced myself and so did he, with a beautiful dark
voice. In nothing I recognised that brat that I had met 10 years ago. At
table we had a lot of fun, remembering more things. Maartje told us
about the pranks Wieger played, but you could hear her love for him.
Wieger knew how to get Maartje to get a row out of some things. After
dinner aunt suggested to Wieger to show his cousin how the farm worked.
"Yes, ok." said Maartje. "Oh no young lady, you are going to help me
with the dishes."

"Again? By the way I find that very sexist. Why do we always have to do
these stupid jobs? I will live in a town later. I don't want to be a
housewife." "Yes, all right. Come on. The sooner we begin, the sooner it
is done."

Wieger and I went to his room. "Ah, you've been here already. If you
don't mind me changing first and have a quick shower." He stepped out of
his overall, took off his socks, his t-shirt. A bit embarrassed he
turned around and took off his boxer shorts. What a superb backside he
had. No hair. I wondered how his front side would look like. He folded a
towel around his waist and turned around. I held my breath again. A
hairless beautifully curved torso, only some little hairs around the
oval nipples, and a six-pack stomach. A little line of hairs ran from
his bellybutton down and disappeared under the towel.

"Right," Wieger said, "I am away for a moment. Look around." What luck
that I could enjoy his body every day and that I could use his room. An
A for aunt!

When he returned, everything was reversed. I couldn't get my eyes off
him and now and then our eyes met and every time I looked away quickly,
just to have another look at the computer.At last he was ready and off
we went. He told things about the history of the farm and about
everything his father had added. The stables could house a hundred cows,
but now they were outside. We went through the stables and barns and my
cousin told me what they did the year round. I asked him if he wanted to
be a farmer. He said he didn't know yet, but probably yes. First he had
to finish school and maybe he wanted to go to agricultural college,
because you had to have a technical basis to lead a farm this size. I
asked him about this uncle in Ellerhuizen. "His farm is not as big as
ours. He has three sons, but it will be difficult for them because only
one can inherit it. Well, they are rather young. How old are you, by the
way?" "I am 22"

"Oh, boys are about that age." "Of course you have to lend a helping
hand. Isn't that too much beside your schoolwork?" "No problem for now,
but when I am at college it will be more difficult. We have a farmhand,
Klaas. You'll see him tomorrow. During the weekends I help out. We have
holidays now so I can go away from time to time, but my parents want to
go on holiday for a week. But you'll hear about that later."

I looked at him surprised, but silently he walked on. In the barn he sat
down and I followed. Here the straw was piled up. I couldn't help myself
and lay down, and sniffed the special air.

"Lovely. Is this the place where the things happen that you read about?"
"Well..." said Wieger, "the straw pricks a lot. So he was experienced.

"Did you ever take your girlfriend here?"

"Mmhmm."

I came away none the wiser.

"Your sister told me that you and your friends brag about your girlfriends."

"I wished she would mind her own business."

Wieger changed the subject: "Look, I already told you that my parents
are going away for a week. For farmers it is always difficult to have a
holiday and forget about the business. That is why your telephone call
was heaven sent. You understand they are going to ask you if we can run
the farm with the help of Klaas. I am in charge and Klaas and I will
tell you what has to be done. We'll take care of the technical things
and you might do other jobs. I am telling you this now so you can think
about it and you'll not be embarrassed by a fait accompli."

I didn't think about it long. How can you refuse a young god's request?
So I told him yes.A burden fell from his shoulders I could see that.
"Great. You'll have a nice week I promise you." "By doing odd jobs for
someone else during my precious holidays? "Ok, but we don't have to only
work, we can do other nice things." "Like what?"

"Well, you'll see."

Uncle and aunt were delighted. At last, for the first time in three
years they were able to get away. "You don't know how much this means to
us, Geert," aunt wiped her nose, "thanks my boy."

Early in the evening they went to their room to pack. Later we went to
our room. After I showered I came back to our room just in time to see
Wieger removing his underpants and sliding his naked body between the
bed sheets. I took off my t-shirt slowly and then my boxer shorts, my
back to Wieger. As soon as I put my boxers over a chair, Wieger said:
"Nice." "What?" I replied turning around. "You have a nice body." "Since
when are macho boys like you interested in male bodies?" "You seem to
think that I am macho and that I lure loads of girlfriends into the
barn, just because my little sister says so. You didn't ask my view of
the matter?"

"I tried in the barn, but you weren't exactly talkative."

"That is true, but I was thinking about my parent's holidays. I so hoped
you'd say yes."

"Tell me," I said stepping into bed, "about your adventures with
girlfriends."

"As a matter of fact it happened only once. I had met a girl in a disco.
I also drunk a bit too much, something I wasn't used to. We had a nice
conversation and were rather excited. I started to kiss her and she
kissed back. She said that not far away from the disco was a farm with a
haystack and how about going there. When there she started to kiss
again, but the hay pricked like hell. Then we took our clothes off and
lay down on them. The weather was sultry and we had had some alcohol. We
caressed and fondled and for the first time I felt woman's breasts. I
licked her nipples that excited her more. We kissed, caressed and I felt
my enormous erection. I touched her cunt and felt the warmth and
wetness. My fingers went in and she started to moan. I was so hot that I
licked her cunt and in went my tongue. She wriggled and panted. She took
my prick in her hands and pulled. I felt that I was to come soon and
turned around. Without thinking I put my cock in her and fucked her like
there was no tomorrow. Then she came, I was dazed. I came too and we lay
in the haystack for a while. After that I never saw her again."

I felt a little disappointed, but felt better when he asked after my
adventures.

"But it is a man's affair."

"Doesn't matter. I want to know about that as well, what men do with
each other."

"I shall tell you about my first time. I was sixteen and one evening I
walked in the park. I knew that place to be a spot where men picked up
men. Anyway I was there and noticed that another man about 20 years old
followed me. It excited me a lot. The thing was that I didn't know what
to do. I sat down on a bench and well, you know, he sat himself next to
me. He was very kind and said: "In the park at this hour?" I said that I
was on my way home. He then asked if I knew that this was a place where
gays met. I told him I knew. "You are gay too, aren't you? The man said
after introducing himself as Peter: "And you have no experience
whatsoever" I told him no and I got a bit afraid. Peter noticed and told
me not to be afraid of him. "My place is not too far away. Shall we go
there? You don't have to do anything that you're not comfortable with."
A few minutes later we were in a big house. He poured me a cola and we
talked about music and school and his work. He told me I was a
good-looking guy and asked if he could kiss me. I was afraid, but said
"Yes. All right." He kissed me softly on my lips and I felt his tongue
enter my mouth. I did the same to him. He started panting lightly. He
caressed me and took time to let me get used to all this. Then he
removed my shirt and his. Again he said that a simple stop would be
enough for him to stop, but I really wanted this. Softly he pinched my
nipples and sucked them. I sat there with an enormous pole in my
trousers that got stiffer when he kneaded it. Then he stood up and
removed his shoes, socks and trousers. He had a nice body and over his
boxers I saw his blond pubic hair. The rest of his body was hairless. He
pulled me upright and took off my clothes too. My prick stood up like a
flag mast. It felt so good. He also took off his boxers and there we
were flesh to flesh our cocks touching. It was pure ecstasy. He knelt in
front of me and took my prick in his mouth and sucked. Up and down went
his mouth and he was drooling over the shaft and my balls. I grabbed his
hair and pushed forward and backwards. Despite the fact that I hadn't
done this before it all went automatically. He guided me to his bed.
Then I was on my back and he was between my legs. I asked him if I could
do him too, but at the same moment was afraid that I would never get the
whole thing into my mouth. Of course I could and it tasted differently,
but nice. Later he took a condom from the nightstand and rolled it over
my prick. He applied KY and put some between his arse cheeks. He made me
lie on my back and sat on my cock. I fucked him like mad. "Don't come
yet," he said, but it was too late and my spunk spurted into his hole.
Afterwards I could jerk him off and after I saw his spunk spurt over his
flat belly I had another erection. He gave me a blowjob and I came in
his mouth this time. He seemed to like it, but I found it rather weird.
Only later I came to appreciate it."

I told him all this extensively, because I had seen him rub his dick
after the first part of my story.

"Gosh, I must confess that I have fantasized about men and to be quite
honest I have done it with some friends. I find it more exciting with
boys than with girls. You know what boys like. By the way you know how
to tell a story! Here I am with a stiffy. What do I do about it?"That
was all the encouragement that I needed. I swept away the bed sheet and
crawled into Wiegers bed. At last I could kiss those beautiful lips and
use my hands over his awesome hot body. My cock had risen to the
occasion and I felt our cocks touch. My hands caressed down and grabbed
his prick. He twitched back but I held on to it.

"I want to blow you, I want your hot cock in my mouth." I pulled his
foreskin back and took the shining glans between my lips. How soft that
felt. I used my saliva and his prick went in. I sucked, licked his balls
and took them in my mouth one after one. Wieger grabbed my hair and
fucked my mouth. Then he turned around and took my prick into his mouth.
I moaned that I was cumming and squirted my cum seven, eight times on
his face. His mouth was closed. When he came I swallowed his spunk,
turned around and started to lick my own from his face. I kissed him and
let him taste our spunk.

"You see that it doesn't taste so bad. You just have to get used to it."

"I'd like to repeat all this." he said.

We were looking at each other and could hardly keep our hands off our
bodies. I lay on my back and he sat next to me, legs crossed under him
and his big cock lay on his ankle. Then I lay on my belly and he felt my
buttocks and inspected my hole. He pushed one finger inside, very carefully.

"Have you ever been fucked?" he asked.

"Yes I have. I love it. How about you?"

"Only once, but it was too painful. I have never done it again. Doesn't
it hurt you?"

Yes, at first, but when you relax enough you feel the pain less and it
gives you a pleasant feeling."

"Would you like to fuck me?"

"Of course, but do you have any lube?"

"I only have massage oil. Will that do?" Wieger got a bottle from a drawer.

"Ok, now lay on your back, legs up."

I dripped some oil on his shithole and massaged it, let a finger enter
and another one.

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

"No, it feels nice."

I applied some oil on my prick and the knob touched his hole.

"Relax as much as you can. I'll do it slowly. If the pain gets too bad,
tell me, then I'll stop."

I pushed carefully. I heard Wieger holding his breath and stopped right
away.

"Does it hurt?"

"Yes, but it is bearable. It feels good now."

I started pushing again and Wieger started moaning: "Yes, nice, careful.
It feels as if it is up my throat from inside. Mmmmmm..... feels good,
Fuck me."

I started going in and out faster and faster. Wieger had closed his
eyes. A tear was on his cheek, but he moaned that I was to go on.I
grabbed his ankles and thrusted into him harder and harder. The only
distraction was the creaking of the bad. Wieger came and shot his load
far over his chest, even against his chin. The drops slided slowly
downwards . I thought it a very hot sight that made me come too and I
shot my load into his hole.Carefully I pulled back and let me fall on
his wet chest, kissed him and our tongs almost intertwined.

"How did you like it?"

"I had no idea that it was so good."

He felt his butt and noticed the sperm coming from his hole. He put his
wet sticky fingerinto his mouth and said: "Not bad."

We fell asleep in each other's arms.


The next morning I woke up and discovered that Wieger had gone. I had a
morning erection and needed to pee. I put shorts on and looked for the
toilet. While sitting I inspected myself: everywhere stains of dried
sperm glistened and now I felt some hard spots in my pubic hair. I took
a long shower and when I entered the kitchen I was ready for a new day.

Wieger was in the kitchen with another man. They had breakfast.

"Hello late riser from town, this is Klaas, about whom I told you
yesterday. We have already milked the cows and will be busy soon. If you
want us, we will be in the big shed."

Having finished their breakfast they immediately left and I could talk
to Maartje now.

"Well now...have you two got to know each other better?"

I could fully endorse that and had to laugh about this question.

"I don't know what you two were up to, but it made a lot of noise."

I didn't know what to say to this, so I said that I loved the fried eggs.

She came to me radiantly: "This Wieger would never say." And kissed me
on my lips and sat on my lap.

"Is this included in the service? "

"No, I just wanted to see how you would react."

"Because I am gay?"

"Yes as a matter of fact." she blushed a little.

"Oh, you should never believe what people say about that. We're almost
human, you know."

She had to laugh and I kissed her full on her mouth and my tongue
entered hers.

It frightened her suddenly.

"How....?" But I kissed her again and this time she let me be and returned
the kiss. My arm held her back, while my other hand caressed her neck
and went down over her young breasts. I felt that she liked it, but
suddenly she pushed me away and said in a husky voice: "This isn't
right. I have got a boyfriend."

"Why isn't this right. Didn't you like it?"

No, yes, you are a good kisser, but you are gay."

"Sometimes girls like you excite me too," I said, "and you are an
exciting girl."

"But I am your cousin, I have a boy friend."

I asked her again if she felt guilty, but she denied. Then she kissed me
again and told me to go outside to look for the men. Maybe there were
more temptations elsewhere. She laughed in a relaxed way and said that
it wouldn't be easy to tempt Wieger. If only she knew. She didn't know
about Klaas, she said. She had never seen him with a girl, but he was a
close friend of her brother's.Maartje was a marvellous source of
information.

Once I found the boys in a shed I was asked to do all kinds of odd jobs
and that lunch was at 1 pm.

De morning hours passed quickly and before I knew it the sun stood high
in the sky. I longed for a drink and some food. I wiped the sweat from
my brow, took off my wet shirt and walked into the kitchen. There were
Wieger and Klaas with a cold drink laughing about some joke. You could
tell they were good friends. Would Klaas be one of these friends with
whom Wieger ... I decided to ask Wieger later. We talked about the work
and Klaas told me to do a number of jobs. 5pm would be the time to stop
and we were to meet again in the kitchen. Maartje was to go to Groningen
to her boyfriend and told them that now they had had their hot meal we
had to take care of our dinner ourselves.My mood was not too good at
first. All these bloody jobs in my precious holidays, but when Wieger
looked in on me and kissed me and told me he wanted me to teach him
again that evening I came into better spirits.

Around 6 I had had a shower, set the table and prepared everything for
dinner. Klaas looked surprised and Wieger complimented me.

"At home I do this all the time, so it was no trouble at all."

After dinner Klaas en Wieger showered -both at the same time I wondered.
I would have liked to know, but I could hardly have a look. So I washed
the dishes, got rid of the mess and made coffee.Klaas and Wieger came
back into the kitchen with rosy cheeks and smelling nicely.

"Bert, listen, Klaas has been a very good friend for quite a long time.
We don't have secrets between us. He is bi. Tonight there are only the
three of us and maybe we can have some fun. I have done it with him once
in a while, but in the meantime I have learnt some things, so...how about
it? Klaas is excited about the prospect."

"Ok, but on one condition: that we do it in the hay barn."

They thought that was a good idea. Wieger went looking for some blankets
and we took some beers with us. It was around 8 o'clock and the
temperatures were nice and it was still light. On the way to the
haystack we fooled around. Especially Wieger, now in between two lovers,
was the centre of attention and showed it by grabbing me and Klaas in
our crotches. In Klaas' opinion we should give Wieger a sort of
punishment for being so bold and started tickling him. Screaming he went
behind me but I grabbed him by the neck and forced his head down. Klaas
immediately took the opportunity to smack his bottom. "Have mercy!"
shouted Wieger laughing. "Already?" Klaas asked, "Just you wait and
see!" Wieger ran away went into the barn and spread out the blankets. He
had already taken off his shirt when we arrived. There he stood dimly
visible. What a sight he was. Klaas walked up to him and grabbed him
between the legs with one hand and with his other behind Wiegers back he
lifted him and threw him down in the hay.

"Right, time for revenge." And he hurled himself on Wieger and pushed
his arms down with his knees. I loosened his belt. He didn't fight too
much and I was able to take off trousers and boxer shorts from his
beautiful butt. My hands passed over his body and touched every part
except his pole. He lay there wriggling. Klaas kept him down and took
off his own shirt. Because he sat on Wieger he couldn't get his cock out.

"Serves you right, you big brute!" sneered the young boy.

"Don't put on airs, little one."

He got off the boy and suddenly Wieger jumped up and in one move he took
off my shirt. Klaas grabbed him and pushed him down again. He had ridden
himself of his trousers before he "attacked" Wieger for the second time.
He had a well defined body and long legs. Vaguely I could see where his
underpants used to be. His cock was half erect and his balls hung
heavily. I sat myself close to Wiegers head opposite Klaas and caressed
and pinched his nipples. Klaas tried to get his prick stiff and I helped
assisted him. We kissed and he grabbed my penis and started pulling.

"Eh, when is my turn?"

"Close that delightful, but busy little mouth of yours. You only can
enjoy the view."

Klaas came closer to kiss me but also to get his pole close to Wiegers
lips. Wieger tried to take it into his mouth, but every time it moved
away. In the meantime he threw his legs up to try and get Klaas out of
balance. In the end he succeeded and he could free his arms and pulled
Klaas in a way that he could lick Wiegers prick.
WiegersmackedKlaas'bottom. They were sixty-nining now and moaned loudly.
I sat in the same place and watched Klaas' bum. I started rimming him to
prepare him for a good fuck. Wieger moved backwards got up and rimmed
me, spit on his cock and screwed me. Klaas unloaded in the hay, me in
Klaas and Wieger in me.Panting we drank our beer. Then we lay back
against each other.

Suddenly we heard Maartje calling

"Shit!" Wieger called, "Wait, I'll see what `s up. Hide yourself a bit.
He jumped into his clothes and ran to where his sister stood.

"Why are you shouting like this? What's the matter with you?"

"Oh, you've got to hear this: Arno is coming next Wednesday and he will
stay overnight."

"Gee, is that all? By the way did you have a nice day, sis?"

"I really did. But why are you still outside? Now you're here: I kissed
Wieger this afternoon. What a hunk he is. Yes, you needn't have that
look on your face. He told me he liked girls sometimes. At first I
thought it wasn't fair to Arno and because we are cousins, but I loved
it. How does he look ...naked I mean."

Wieger must have had a confused look on his face, because she said: "Why
the weird look on your face? You have seen him, you sleep in one room."

"He has a perfect body as far as I could see. I have to tell you
something by the way. Like Bert and Klaas I think I am bi too. I am
attracted to girls and sometimes to boys too."

He was surprised that he said it. It was all out now. How would Maartje
react?

"I knew about Klaas, I suspected you were bi: all this bragging about
girls, but I never saw you with one. Have you ever done it with a girl
or a boy?"

"With both." confessed her brother.

"It doesn't matter to me. I sometimes suspect Arno to be bi too. I shall
talk to him about it sometime. I am going to bed now. Good night. And if
you and Bert are going to do anything, please be quiet, because the bed
makes such a noise."

Undaunted Wieger followed his sister with his eyes, relieved that she
took it so well and ran back to the barn.Klaas and I hadn't waited for
Wieger and had started again horny as we were. Wieger caught me coming
on Klaas' face and licked my spunk from his beautiful face. I turned
around to feel Klaas' cock in my butt. Wieger said: "Klaas, will you
please fuck me? But carefully, it was only yesterday that it was my
first time." I gave Klaas a wink. He laid Wieger on his back who put his
legs against Klaas' shoulders. When the first pain had subsided, Wieger
called out to Klaas to go deeper. Klaas slammed his long pole into
Wieger until his balls touched Wiegers bottom. It was so hot. I laid
myself down next to Wieger and started masturbating him. He squirted on
his belly and my hand. I felt the warm liquid on my fingers. Klaas
noticed this incredible feeling coming up in his loins. Moaning and
panting he shot his load into Wieger.

Drinking our beers Wieger told us about what Maartje had said and what
he had told her. We embraced Wieger on his coming out and laughed about
this weird bird.

"Don't wait too long to tell your parents." and I told him what his
mother had said to me when I arrived yesterday. We also heard from
Wieger that Arno was due tomorrow.Wieger suggested he ask his cousins
from Ellerhuizen over for a day.

We decided to go to bed for although I was allowed to sleep long Klaas
and Wieger had to rise at 4.30 am to milk the cows. Klaas said he stay
for the night. In Wiegers room a mattress was out on the floor with a
little note from Maartje: Dear boys, don't make it too late. See you at
breakfast . Love Maartje.

We agreed that she was so sweet. We wanked once more but that was the
end of an eventful evening. We were swept off our feet by Morpheus, the
god of sleep.

And again I woke up when the sun was shining. I saw it was a bit earlier
than yesterday morning, hurried under the shower and into the kitchen.
Maartje was there already. She gave me a roguish look.

"Found my note?"

"You are very smart, aren't you? I thought it was so cool and as to your
brother: you are a real sport. But what of your parents?"

"Wieger knows best when to tell them. I shall keep my mouth shut, but
also plead in favour of him when necessary. He may be a pain in the neck
sometimes, but I love him very much. Have you heard about Arno who is
coming next Wednesday?"

In the meantime I had finished my two slices of bread and she moved into
my lap again.

"I have thought about yesterday, about us I mean. I don't feel any
guilt, so I want to kiss you again just to see if I will regret it today
and if I like it ...."

She pressed her hot lips on mine and her tongue touched all the spots in
my mouth again. I caressed her small breasts again and softly pinched
her nipples. She wriggled in my arms and didn't stop kissing me, licking
my ears and crawling through my hair. Panting she unbuttoned my shirt
and pulled it over my head. I did the same to her. We felt our skins
touch and the feeling made us crazy.

"Come with me." Maartje said and I followed her to her room. We pulled
our trousers down in a hurry. Standing there naked looking at each other
I asked her; "No regrets?"

"No, not me. And you needn't be careful. I am not a virgin anymore," she
said frankly. She let herself down on the bed and I jumped next to her
and caressed like there was no tomorrow. We moaned and groaned and
called out and enjoyed.

Her cunt was so soft and warm, her breasts went up and down, she was so
beautiful with that disordered hair and those moist lips. Sometimes I
took the initiative and kissed her and sucked and caressed and lay on
top, sometimes she did and kissed and sucked and laid on top and rode
me. An hour passed but we were oblivious.Suddenly Maartje screamed and I
was scared stiff. I followed her look and I saw Wieger and Klaas
standing in the door smiling. Both half naked. "Well, when we found
clothes in the kitchen and you were both not there we put two and two
together." Wieger said. "We have been here for quite a while." making
Maartjes shame more intense.

"But, Maartje, there is nothing to be ashamed of, with a body like
yours." Maartje lay there with her arms over her breasts and in vain she
tried to pull the sheet over her cunt.

"Don't hide so frenetically. Let's have a look at you. You are so
beautiful." and carefully Wieger took her arms away from her breasts.
Tenderly his warm hand moved from her neck to her firm hills. She looked
at me and I nodded reassuringly. Wieger would never do her harm or pain.
He put her hand on his chest and she felt it as if for the first time
she felt a boy's chest, but this was her brother, whom she had seen only
half naked or at least with shorts on. She sat upright and Klaas sat
himself behind her and started caressing her. He just stood up to remove
his trousers and then he sat against her with his long legs on either
side. Wieger took off whatever clothes he had on and saw her look at his
big prick.

"My goodness, what a big one, what a beautiful cock."

Her brother sat on the edge of the bed. He didn't stop caressing her.
Maartje saw Klaas' hands on her belly but also on Wiegers back. My one
hand was busy with her vagina while the other was on Wiegers back from
his shoulders to his crack. Maartje closed her eyes and let it happen. I
felt her wetness and her moaning became louder. She moved a little up
and down. Her head was in Klaas' crotch now. I laid a pillow under her
and motioned Wieger to stand between her legs and insert his prick into
her. I stood on the bed so that Wieger could blow me. Klaas grabbed my
arse cheeks and fingered my hole. Maartje came in waves of moaning and
her body twisted and shaked. Her eyes were still closed but she licked
her lips constantly while she moaned: "Go on, please go on!" and when
she came for a second time I ejaculated in Wiegers face and he did the
same in his sister. He came from between her legs and I took his place
licking his spunk from her cunt. At long last Maartje opened her eyes. I
kissed her and said: "This is your dear brother's cum, it tasted very
good." For a second she looked afraid, but then she laughed and licked
the last drops from his deflating cock. Wieger moved close to Klaas and
blew him until he came which Maartje followed with big eyes. It appalled
her but also attracted her and even aroused her.

"This was cool. I'd like to do this again." We all laughed, but duty
called and the hours went fast while we were working.

In the evening we did it all again and Klaas and I showed Maartje how we
fucked and after that Maartje wanted to be fucked too in the same way
and Wieger was the one to fuck her up the arse. We too were aroused when
we went to bed to let our exhaustion stop us. Klaas had to go home and
for this once Maartje slept in our room and we talked a lot about what
had happened.

Wednesday had come and Klaas en Wieger were having coffee when Arno came
in - tall, blond and handsome. Maartje looked at us radiantly and
triumphantly as if to say: yes, this girl has taste! We kissed and Arno
was introduced. After coffee we went to work again and we left the
lovebirds to themselves. In the meantime we became more and more curious
and we decided to take a peep through the window of Maartjes room. We
sneaked between the rosebushes and the house until we reached her
window. From a distance we heard noises from her open windows. Wieger
gestured that he wanted to look first. It became quieter and slowly we
got up and looked. We saw Arno sitting on Maartjes bed with his back to
the window. Klaas put his thumbs up to show his appreciation with Arno.
When we saw Arno move we ducked and sneaked back to our work. Wieger
"ordered" me to have a look from time to time and keep them in touch
about the activities in Maartjes room. I agreed readily and went back to
the open window.

"I have to confess to you Arno, I spied on Wieger yesterday and saw him
busy with Bert, our cousin from Haarlem."

"Oh disgusting, so Wieger is a queer? I thought he was a womanizer. What
did they do?" Arno asked perhaps a bit too eagerly.

"You should not talk about the boys like that. Wieger told me in
confidence that he is bisexual."

"Oh yes, that is easy: have it both ways. I think it is disgusting that
he does things with men. I can't begin to think of a man touching me.
I'd rather have a nice girl like you." He wanted to pull Maartje to him,
but she didn't allow that.

"Arno, let go. Tell me why is what men do with each other filthy? How do
you know if it is? Do you have any experience? I wouldn't care if you
have had anything with a boy. I know that a lot of boys play with each
other when they are horny and don't have a girl at hand."

"Well, it is unnatural. Yes, when I was young I fooled around once with
a boy, the usual who could pee the highest up the wall and sometimes we
jerked off but that was all."

"Didn't you like that?"

"Yes, of course I did, otherwise I wouldn't have done it, but now I do
things with you and that is much better."

"But this experience of jerking off was ok, wasn't it? Who jerks you off
better me or a boy?"

"Oh Maartje, stop nagging. What do I know who is better? I love you and
you satisfy me completely. Come and give me a kiss."

"You come to me, I am not your slave!"

"Yes you are, you are my sex slave. You must satisfy my every lust. I
want to lick you, kiss, and caress you and fuck you in every hole you have."

"Ok, fine with me, but I want to fuck you in your hole."

"Don't be silly, that is impossible. What with? No impossible. It is not
made for that."

"Isn't it? And why do you want to fuck me in my arse then pervert?"

"Well, that is ..."

"...quite different. Is that what you are saying? Hello.If you want mine
then I want yours -- deal?"

"Come on, sweetie, ok you can try and fuck me as I'm interested in
finding out how you intend on doing it."

Choking with laughter I listened to this conversation.

"Arno, when I was with you in town I went to a sexshop near the station
and bought a dildo. I thought it was a nice toy for you until I realised
just now that it could also be a nice toy for me. Come on, sit doggy
style."

"Maartje, that thing is too big for me!"

I then heard Maartje say what I had told Wieger.

"Let me fetch some lube."

I watched from the left hand corner of the window. Maartje and her
friend were so busy that they were oblivious to the rest of the world.
Maartje first lubricated Arno's arse and then the dildo. She put the
thing against his hole and told Arno to relax as she slipped it in. Arno
begged Maartje to stop. Maartje caressed Arno as she pushed on. She
began again and as Arno panted, moaned he told her to go on so she
pulled it back and inserted it again and again. Arno who was in pain
just now moaned that it felt so good.

"Fuck me hard, Maartje, shove it into me, let me feel the thing, yes..."

Maartje told him to lie on his back. She sat herself on his chest, he
felt her heat, and pulled his legs under her arms so that her arms were
free. Again she inserted the dildo and moved it in and out. Sometimes
she made it vibrate. Arno loved it. Suddenly she saw me in front of the
window and was scared to death. She turned around to look at Arno. He
couldn't see me. Then she winked at me. I stood up and pulled my hard
dick out . Arno had found his way to Maartjes arse and was playing with
it. Maartje had closed her eyes. Pity because I wanted her to see me
cum. Then I shot my load against the windowpane the sperm dripped down
slowly. Maartje opened her eyes and smiled at me. After that she was
"gone" again.

I hurried to the boys who were having lunch. I told them everything I
had seen and they choked with laughter.

"Do you think he might "change" we wondered.

Work had to be abandoned. "Something more important is waiting for us,"
Wieger said.

Naked and very quietly we entered the room. Maartje and Arno were
totally wrapped up in their love making and didn't notice anything.
Suddenly Arno shouted: "Piss off, man!" At once Klaas was next to him
and kept him in check.

"Did you say piss off to your brother in law? Shame on you, Arno-baby!
And you called me a queer?"

"Yes, you are a queer, a perverted queer!" powerless Arno shouted. Now I
stepped in: "Right, a queer, but a cousin^^3 <#sdfootnote3sym> too. Life
can be so complicated sometimes, Arno. It is not always what it seems to
be and it seems not always what it really is. You are so prejudiced, my
little man. Queers fuck, so queers are perverted and look at you now. I
heard you call out how great it felt a short time ago. How can you
reconcile these things with each other? What do you know if you don't
have any experience?"

"But I have had experiences, so I know what I am talking about. But they
were bad."

"Ah, now that is interesting," Klaas said with his beautiful voice. "And
you hated it, didn't you. Then they did bad things to you, Arno. Things
that we can do so much better, can't we, boys? Wieger hold Arno.
Maartje, step aside and comfort your poor boyfriend a little." Klaas sat
between Arnos legs, but Arno tried to kick him. Now I was there too and
I held his legs as good as possible. Klaas inserted his fat cock into
Arnos stretched hole and started to fuck him. Maartje sat on Arnos
belly. She pulled his blond hair and said: "Come on Arno use that tongue
of yours. Relax." He looked at her furiously: "You slut, do you really
think that I want this? I hate you!" Maartje kept looking at him and
whispered: "Don't worry. Enjoy the moment. Which is making you feel
better a dildo or the real thing. What does it matter?"

"Arno," Wieger said, "we really don't want to hurt you or make you gay
if that is what you think. We can't do that, but we want you to lose
your prejudices. Let these new impressions sink in. Are they really
dirty? We want to do anything to make you feel good." Maartje tried to
comfort him. She loved him, but couldn't bear him calling gays names and
treating them in a condescending way. Wieger let go of Arnos arms and
while Maartje and he looked at each other intensely, he grabbed her
around her waist and caressed her. His body began to spasm again and
again and Klaas knew that he was coming. Immediately I sat behind him
and embraced him while he shot his load into Arno. With a sigh Arno
lowered his legs. He relaxed.

"We'll leave you two to talk things over. Come on boys." With swaying
erections we left the room. In Wiegers room Wieger and I fell into each
other's arms. Klaas pushed us apart and licked the precum from our
cocks. It didn't take long before we came on Klaas' face. He rubbed his
fingers into the warm spunk, then licked each finger tasting our cum and
swallowing it. After we washed the boys went back to work. I ate a huge
lunch before also returning to work.

At 6 o'clock, after having freshened up and after Klaas had gone home,
we had dinner. Maartje had been crying, but was cheerful now. Arno was
very quiet and pensive. He sat at the table in Wiegers dressing gown,
half turned away.

After a quarter of an hour Wieger said:

"Arno, I hope that you understood that we intended nothing bad. It was
just to teach you a lesson."

"I know that, only I was abused by two boys long ago and that is where
my attitude to gays started. Of course I have nothing against gays in
general. I just cursed my rapists. This afternoon I told Maartje about
what had happened. The experience was too terrible for words, but it has
nothing to do with you."

He put his hand on Wiegers shoulder and the latter laid his head on it.

"I have difficulty touching other men and I really must get rid of that.
I know Maartje loves me. She is a very brave girl. It was she that told
me that touching people you love is never a bad thing. That is why I
love touching her and fondling her. I love her and I don't want to lose
her."

"But would you be jealous if she was hugging me? She says herself
touching people you love is never bad." I said.

"I don't know," he said honestly.

"In that case a part of the bible appeals to me: Prove all things; hold
fast which is good. Something I learned in church long ago. Even if it
seems dirty, it needn't be. Look at this afternoon if you are really
honest with yourself didn't you like it when Klaas fucked you?"

"Eh ...yes, but he was very careful and he didn't want to hurt me or
something like that."

"Neither of us wants to hurt you. We just love fooling around and having
a good time whether it is with a boy or a girl. That doesn't matter at
all. Well, grandpa Wieger has spoken."

Arno seemed to be relieved it was out in the open and he sprawled on his
chair, not noticing that his cock and balls were on display. Maartje
stood behind him and let her hands slide into the dressing gown. She
undid it and saw that his cock was hard. Wieger knelt beside Arno and
caressed his upper legs. Maartje sat astride his lap and kissed him,
caressing his face. Now I stood behind him and did what Maartje had done
just now. My hands danced a tango over his smooth body and I pinched his
nipples. "Ouch!" laughed Arno "You queer!" But this time there was no
venom in his anger. I had to laugh. "You learn quickly, Arno-baby. If
there is anything that you don't like, tell me and I'll stop."

But Arno had closed his eyes and kissed Maartje and this moment he liked
everything. Maartje was wiggling about on Arnos lap. She raised herself
a little and Wieger took Arno's prick and inserted it into Maartje. She
sighed and threw her head backwards. I kissed Arnos lips. He opened his
eyes and for a moment there was fear in his eyes.

"Like it?"

He nodded and started kissing me back. My tongue played with his lips,
that felt rather hard, but his resistance broke and he let me in. I then
pinched his arm, tossed his hair and grabbed his shoulders. Maartje
shouted that she was about to cum and jolted up and down. Wieger came
behind me and fucked me after having wetted my hole. I kissed Maartje
violently. From the corner of my eye I saw Arno look at us and there was
doubt in his eyes so I kissed him violently too and whispered in his
ear; "It doesn't matter, Arno." Now Arno came in Maartje and Wieger
started to pant heavily. He shot his load between my arse cheeks. Then I
did something daring. I walked around Arnos chair and shot my load
against Maartjes breasts. I wondered how he would react. He was startled
and called out: "Ugh! Must you?"

I panted: "You shot your load into her just now."

"Yes, but that is different, that was my load."

Maartje stirred the globs of sperm and licked her fingers.

"Maartje!"

She wanted to kiss Arno, but he turned his head away.

"It doesn't matter, Arno, don't you trust me?"

Arno kissed her carefully, but Maartje forced her tongue inside his mouth.

"Was it really so bad?" I asked.

"I don't like the idea that it comes from you."

"So you think I taste badly?"

"Yes, no, of course not, but ... I don't know. Sometimes everything is
quite confusing. My load doesn't taste bad, I don't like yours, but I
have had your tongue in my mouth. I don't understand it myself."

Wieger said: "Let's go to my room and put a couple of mattresses on the
floor to make us more comfortable."

"Arno lie on your back and trust us. Close your eyes. Maartje you sit by
his head." Wieger started to suck Arno and I eagerly helped him. Arno
started to relax when Maartje spoke to him quietly. He was moaning
softly his legs wide apart. Maartje sat herself behind him so that his
head was on her shoulder.

"Arno, open your eyes and watch."

Arno saw Wiegers head bobbing up and down and he felt the delight coming
up from deep from his loins.

"I am going to shoot!"

"Keep watching!"

Arno shot his load on Wiegers face, in his eyes, in his eyebrows, his
hair and the thick globs of his juice flowed downwards. Wieger licked
them up.

"Do you like that, Arno?"

"I do if you do."

"Exactly. Now you want to try?"

"I don't know." Arno sounded doubtful.

I sat on his chest and jerked myself over his face. He watched
intensely. I told him that I was coming soon and and then I spunked in
the direction of his mouth. He turned his head away but the globs landed
on his lips anyway. Suspiciously he tasted my cum and then more.

"That's it. Another experience for you! Now you can give your honest
opinion."

"It tastes allright but I have to get used to it."

"You need more practice."

"And now we are really going to bed, because Jelle, Jouke and Wiebe will
be here and there will a lot of work to do too."

It took me a long time to fall asleep next to a snoring Wieger. Also I
was aware that Maartje and Arno had a long, serious and quiet talk. I
wondered in how far Arno had changed. Then I was also in Morpheus' arms.


Arno and Maartje hadn't got up yet when I had breakfast. I wanted to get
them breakfast in bed. When I opened their door they had just woken up,
but looked still half asleep.

"Oh, how sweet of you, Bert." Maartje called out. "I'll have the orange
juice first. You too, Ar?"

Arno sat on the sheets legs crossed under him. His morning hard-on
showed. I sat on the edge of the bed and asked them whether they had
slept well. Like a log, they said, but it was rather late when they
actually went to sleep because they had to talk about so much. Maartje
looked at me revealingly and nodded. I ruffled Arnos hair and told him
to take a shower because I was still in his hair. Arno radiated joy. I
couldn't help caressing his beautiful willy.

"Don't," he said blushing, "now it will come up again."

"So what, let it come up. Get a cold shower later. For now it is mine
for a while." Arno laughed. I kissed Maartje too. She embraced me and
kissed me back. I took her breasts in my hands, gently caressing them,
and with a smile she said: Watch it, Casanova, or else Arno will get
jealous.

Arno said that he had learned a lot yesterday and that he actually found
it quite exciting when he talked about it with Maartje. He said it was
hot and that we must do it again some time, but for now he wanted to
have Maartje all to himself." He kissed his friend and she warmly hugged
him. By now his cock was upright, I kissed it and then I left them alone.

"You two hurry, our cousins will be here in a while."

Around eleven as soon as I had washed the dishes I heard stumbling in
the scullery. There they were two attractive young men in their
twenties. They introduced themselves as Jelle and Wiebe. We talked about
the family relationship: their father was Wieger's mother's and my
father's youngest brother. This side of the family was also blessed with
physical beauty. They told us that their elder brother was not able to
leave the farm but sent his regards.

Maartje came in and she and Arno kissed the guests. It appeared that
they met more often and the two families were fond of each other.

Klaas andWieger came in in their blue overalls and kissed the cousins.
The guys stood there with red faces.

"You see, these men have been my friends for ages and they are Wiegers
cousins, but also good friends of his. That's why."

I understood.

Jelle said: "Could we have some coffee now?"

Maartje jumped up and made some coffee in a hurry. Then they talked
about farming and all that, which I partly understood but a lot was
quite beyond me.

Not much work was done but all work and no play.... Wiebe and Jelle
offered to help with the milking later. That seemed a good idea.


After a nice dinner, Klaas had gone home, we felt chilled out because we
had had a few glasses of whine.

"Can we crash here tonight? I don't feel like driving after having so
much alcohol," Jelle asked.

"Of course, but call home first."

After Arno and Maartje dissappeared to their room the boys started to
recount stories of their latest latest sex experiences. The stories were
run of the mill ones about a wild bunch of kids with hormones rushing
through their bodies. Then suddenly they laughingly said: "Can we show
you?" Of course we said they could. "Let's go to the hay barn." Wieger said.

The blankets were still there when we got there. We undressed and I
admired the guys' bodies. We fooled around as boys do and after that we
gave blow jobs, fucked, kissed and jerked like there was no tomorrow. My
goodness, was my entire family like this? I wasn't complaining because I
loved it.Wieger had nicked his sister's dildo and serviced Wiebe with
it, who was blowing Jelle who was fucked by me. Loads of cum flew
around. After a second round we decided to strap Wieger to a ladder. We
found some rope and after some wrestling, which was horny in itself he
was tied with his back to the ladder. We all stood there caressing him
all over his body but not anywhere near his crotch, which drove him mad.
I fucked him from behind the ladder. Jelle kissed his hot lips, Wiebe
pinched his nipples. Wieger begged to be released, but that wasn't going
to happen yet. Jelle and Wiebe were jerking off in front of Wieger.

"Let's lay the ladder down on the ground." I suggested. The cousins shot
their hot loads on Wiegers body. We rested a while without taking any
notice of the tied up boy. After a while I walked up to him and soon my
warm piss splashed over Wiegers body. He squirmed but couldn't escape
it. The others were immediately there and did the same. At last we
untied Wieger so that he could jerk himself off. He came in no time
spunked far over his body.


Suddenly Arno came running into the barn naked calling in panic: "I
remembered I should have been in Groningen today. I have a meeting
tomorrow and I`d hoped that you could take me-please."

"We've told Dad that we are staying the night. You should have told us
sooner."

"Oh well, I'll have to cancel the meeting. I'll call them immediately."
Then he was gone.

Wieger said: "Shall we go inside. I am cold and I long for a hot shower."


We took nice long hot showers in twos with more hard-ons as a
consequence. From Maartjes room we heard interesting sounds. We opened
the door and saw Arno fucking Maartje.

Wieger said: "Arno, you've had her to yourself long enough its our turn
now."

For a moment he seemed upset but he looked at Maartje and said that it
didn't matter.

"Shall we go to my room. We have more space there and we can lay the
mattrasses on the floor. Come on, the last one will be fucked." It was
an unfair match because Maartje was under Arno, but we didn't reckon
with Arnos chivalry. That smart ass had let Maartje go first.

"Arno is last. Come on, Arno. You can pick whom you want to be screwed
by. I've got Maartjes dildo here, so you can chose that if you prefer."
Arno shook his head: "Sit in a circle so that I can inspect you. Make
your prick stiff. He went from boy to boy feeling their cocks: Wiegers
was straight as a pole, Jelles was long, slightly turning upwards and
Wiebes was big. He didn't choose the cold dildo but after some
hesitation he picked Jelle. First he licked the head of his cock, taking
it in his mouth as far as possible before lubricating it. Wieger did the
same with Arnos hole. Arno sat doggy style allowing Jelle to insert his
prick deep into his hole. For a second there was pain, but as soon as he
relaxed Jelles pole slided in. Jelle held him at his hips as he pounded
away. Arno gasped with delight. "Deeper, yes, deeper. Fuck me with your
long sausage, fuck me till I choke. Shoot your spunk into me."

Maartje stood in front of him so that he could lick out her fanny. Wiebe
stepped behind her and thrust his fat prick into her. Arno couldn't care
less. To be fucked as he was never fucked before, that was all that
mattered at this moment. Maartje moaned loud. Wieger pushed the fucking
couple away and thrusted his pole into Arnos mouth. "Suck man, blow me
until my balls burst. I'm fucking your mouth like you fuck my sister." I
hadn't seen Wieger like that before. Wieger pinched Jelles nipples and
kissed him. He licked Jelle all over his face. He licked away the salty
sweat from his forehead. He grabbed Jelle by his hair. He looked like a
madman, but he was under the spell of what was happening. I got more and
more excited. I put some oil on my prick and Jelles arse. He moaned when
I inserted some fingers into him. Then I fucked him hard again. He
passed the thtusts on to Arno who passed them on to Wieger. The latter
stood with bent knees and closed eyes and felt with his fingers his
prick entering Arnos mouth. He grabbed Arnos hair en pulled it. All the
moaning and panting made it hotter.Wiebe now lay on the floor with
Maartje riding him. His prick was in her arse. They kissed and he
grabbed her breasts. Wieger saw them, removed himself from the Arno's
mouth. Smiling at Arno who was pinned to Jelle Wieger shoved his cock up
Maartjes pussy, so that she was sandwiched between the two good-looking
guys. She enjoyed it immensely and came for a second time. The men felt
their cocks touch with only the thin membrane between them. Jelle saw
liquid pouring from Maartjes pussy. Arno saw everything happen in front
of him. All he was feeling was that incredible sensation burning deep
inside his loins and shooting a big load. But he had to wait a little
more Jelle pulled out of Arno and told him to lay on his back and lift
his legs. He was looking in a big hole. He was surprised that he had
been in there. He spit at it and drove his cock into Arnos trembling
body. The sandwich had fallen apart. Wiebe was now sitting on Arnos face
who didn't care that he hadn't liked that in the past. He licked Wiebes
balles and shoved his fingers into his arse. I sat on Maartje's face and
she did the same to me as her horny boyfriend did to Wiebe. I kissed
Wieger who was still shagging his sister. As Maartje came for the third
time she shouted in ecstasy. Wieger shot his hot load into her fanny,
Jelle shot his spunk onto Arno's belly, who rubbed his fingers in it and
started to jerk himself with Jelles juice lubricating his cock. His cock
jerked his sticky spunk six, seven times on himself. Then he turned
around and started to lick Wiegers cum from Maartje's leaking pussy
Wiebe filled his hole and after a few thrusts he also came in five or
six squirts. He licked the juice from his fist and knelt down to lick up
his own spunk from Arno's man pussy. I came on Maartjes face and licked
it all up.Jelle went into the kitchen his cock still dripping to get
some whine and beer. They deserved it. This was the best experience ever
for me. Maartje stood up, the jizz trickling down her legs. She embraced
Arno even though he had spunk dripping down his belly. It didn't matter.
Arno was emotional and kept repeating: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't
matter."

Maartje comforted him and I hugged him too. He leaned back against me
his head against my chest. One hand was on his belly and with the other
I wiped his tears away. I fell onto Wieger's bed holding Arno. My back
was to the wall. Maartje sat between his legs and sipped her beer. The
others sat on the mattrasses. The atmosphere was so peaceful. It was
almost eleven o'clock but we didn't feel like going to bed. Arno
caressed Maartjes hair. All of a sudden I got an idea. I pulles Arno
closer and poured a little cold beer over his chest. It went right down
to his crotch. Maartje turned around when Arno shivered and started to
laugh. She licked the beer from his body and tried to reach his cock and
balls. She soon reached his emerging hard-on and sucked it. That gave me
a stiffy too that poked Arnos back. The others started to move again.
Jelle came behind Maartje and started to fuck her. She panted and
moaned: "Deeper, Jelle." Wieger and Wiebe had found each other and were
sixty-nining and exploring each others arses. I got up with difficulty
and pulled Arno with me. I wanted to screw him. I asked him to sit in an
armchair on his knees. In one thrust I was in him and he loved it -
after all his arse was still stretched. Wieger stood behind the chair
and had his cock blown by his brother-in-law. Wiebe was behind him and
started licking between Wiegers arse cheeks whilst inserting his fingers
one by one.Maartje had cum once more. Het pussy made sloppy sounds and
she drove Jelle mad tightening her muscles. He spanked her arse and made
her butt cheeks vibrate in his hands. Then he felt her breasts as they
vibrated like gelly. He grabbed the dildo that lay close and shoved it
up her arse. She jolted up but enjoyed the thrusts. Wieger came in
Arno's mouth, who then saved the spunk in his mouth until Wiebe kissed
him and then released it. Wiebe swollowed all of it. He pushed Wieger
down and screwed his delightful bubble-butt. He came and slurped the
jizz from that magic grotto. He kissed Arno. Jelle shot his load into
Maartje's fanny and I came over Arno's back.

We were all absolutely exhausted. We had another drink and without
caring where we were lying we fell asleep, filthy as we were.

Fridaymorning I came into the kitchen feeling like a zombie. As always
Maartje was busying herself around the kitchen and wished me a good
morning in her usual friendly way.

"Where are the others?"

"They have already gone. Jelle and Wiebe are taking Arno to Groningen
town and will then collect their sister. I just wanted to tell you how
much I enjoyed yesterday evening. It is unbelievable how sex can be if
you feel so free. I had never thought it could be like that. If only mum
and dad would know. They always treat me as a schoolgirl."

"That's what you are actually," I said smiling. "but I think you have
experienced more than they have ever experienced. Well, I am exhausted
now, but when I think of yesterday and see you here ..."

"Yes, yes I am an exciting girl, I know that, but now you have to leave.
Go play with the boys outside."

"If you say so."

I left the kitchen and went looking for the boys.


We worked hard for the rest of the morning. The ditch around the farm
had to be dredged,a dirty job. The sky was grey, ominous and it felt
muggy. There was a thunderstorm brewing. We peeled our overalls down to
our waist, but sweat poured down our upper bodies.

Before lunch we took a shower and sat at the table in our boxers shorts
and weren't very hungry it was too hot. The icecream was a welcome treat.

After lunch we went to work immediately. At last there was the expected
rain. It poured down in buckets. It was like a tropical monsoon, you
could only see for a few meters. We stood there letting the cool water
stream over us so that we were soaking wet in no time. The overalls
stuck to our bodies so we stepped away from the side of the ditch onto
the lawn to take off boots, socks and overalls. We rinsed the sweat off
and lay on the grass when we heard the sound of a bicycle bell.

"Hi Wieger!" we heard someone call out and we saw a boy Wiegers age
cycling against the force of the rain. Soaking wet, his shirt stuck to
his belly and his trousers against his legs he got off his bike. He
looked at us surprised and began to laugh. "That is the way, all those
wet clothes." Wieger introduced the boy as Geert, our youngest cousin,
Jelles and Wiebes little brother of 17. "I wanted to meet our famous
cousin from the far west and thought Jelle and Wiebe were here, but they
must have gone."

"Yes, they are. Have you cycled all the way from Ellerhuizen?" Wieger
asked foolishly.

"No of course I came here skating," Geert laughed, "I have brought your
books and the cd I borrowed the other day." He took his clothes off and
took them to the kitchen.

"Hello beauty," Maartje said, "Give me these wet clothes. I'll put the
in the dryer. Have you seen the boys outside?"

"Thanks. I have. I'll join them. You should see them, they are in their
underwear! So I thought in Rome do as the Romans do. See you."

"What a treat"I said, "is he like his brothers?"

"Could well be. Brothers pass things on to their younger siblings, don't
they? Let us find out. Let's take off our underpants and see what happens."

When Geert reappeared we sat in the grass stark naked.

"How lovely nature is!" Geert said imperturbably and looked at us with
his hands behind his head. His big package showed off nicely through his
tight, white underpants. Water poured down his beautiful body. He took a
deep breath and rubbed it over chest before it disappeared into his
pants before slowly slipping them down.

"I wouldn't want to be a discriminated minority."

He sat down with bent knees supporting his arms, legs spread wide with a
big dick between them. His balls almost reached the ground.

We talked about all kinds of things until Wieger said: "We had a good
time with your brothers, but..."

"But what?"

"Well, it was meat and drink to them." Wieger stroked his cock
meaningfully.

Geert pushed his hands away and nodded admiringly.

"I have heard about you, Wieger, but I would love to make my other
cousins acquaintance." And at the same moment he looked my way. I saw
him look at my rising cock and again he nodded. Mr. Bright said: How is
it with the mind and the flesh? Is the flesh as weak as the mind is
willing?" Laughing I told him that both were very weak which made Geert
grab my cock and pulled back the foreskin.

"Nice piece."

Klaas who was on his back, sat straight up and looking at Geert said he
should recommend his own goods.

"Good wine needs no bush." Geert laughed and sat on his knees, looked at
his own flesh that rose as by magic to impressive heights.

"My goodness." Klaas muttered admiringly. "Just as big as his mouth." He
came closer to Geert and took his pole into his mouth. Geerts face
laughed. The rain splattered on Klaas' back. Rain poured from our bodies
but we laughed because it was so refreshening

I grabbed Wiegers ears: "Is it still dry behind your ears^^4
<#sdfootnote4sym> ?" He kissed and embraced me. His hair was in wet
wisps across his face. He shook his head and more water splattered
around. I felt his prick stiffen between his legs and he pressed mine.
Our wet boddies rubbed against each other. Wieger turned around in my
arms and for a moment I felt his cold back. I caressed his chest,
pinched his nipples, my hands went up and down his belly and I took his
stiff prick in my hand. The foreskin was pulled back and I touched the
soft top. I took his dick and balls with thumb and index finger and
pulled softly. He turned his head and kissed me feeding me with his
tongue. I really loved this boy. I pulled on his prick and the foreskin,
lubricated by the rain, went up and down over the sensitive knob. Wieger
was groaning and pushed himself against me. I loved being so close to
him.I spat on his crack and rubbed it in. Then I pushed Wieger on all
fours and pumped my cock into his hole. I felt the heat of Wieger's body
and stood motionless before pushing my prick deeper and deeper into his
body. I wished I could crawl entirely into it, but we were just two
bodies connected by my stiff pole. I slapped his butt hard and he
briefly fell forward before coming back onto my prick again and again
and again. Next to me I heard: "Let me cum, let me cum, please!" Geert
almost howled, but Klaas didn't let him cum yet. He caressed Geert and
put fingers inside Geert's hole and sucked him again until Geert almost
came. Klaas growled: "You horny boy, dirty little brother with your nice
ass. Did you learn much from your brothers Jelle and Wiebe. Those are
horny fuckers too. They too want all sorts of things up their arses.
They also want to wank, suck, shag and shoot their loads."

"Yes, let me cum." he begged

"You'll have to wait a little bit longer. First do me with your long
tongue, lick me, lick the rain from my body. Start with my face, yes,
like that, mmmm, what a nice hot tongue you have. Yes, my neck, my
nipples, more, more. Lick my armpits, aaahhhh. Hot! Now my belly,
aaahhhh, don't forget my bellybutton. Lower, lick my nuts. Take them
into your mouth and suck on them. Ouch, here take that!! Put my cock in
your soft warm mouth and suck. Mmmmm, nice. Cocksucker! I am fucking
your mouth. Have done that with Jelle too. Did you ever do that with
Jelle? Stop, I don't want to cum yet. Rim me, wet my arse, fuck me with
your tongue. Put your fingers inside, yes, oh that feels so good. Fuck
me with your fingers.

I had never seen Klaas like that. I was excited by Klaas' dirty talk. I
came and Wiegers spunked in five or six jets onto the grass as well as
on my hand. It felt warm and sticky. He shook against my body breathing
loud. I licked his spunk from my fingers and watched Klaas and Geert.
Klaas was on all fours with Geert fucking him hard. It didn't take him
long before he came inside Klaas. He fell on the grass exhausted. Klaas
wanked himself and came over Geert, who tried to catch everything in his
mouth. We joined Geert on the grass and let ourselves get rinsed by the
rain.

"Guys, where are you?"

There was Maartje, under an umbrella.

Would you like some coffee....oh my goodness, you are insatiable.
Perverts, and you too Geert!" she said in mock indignation.

"Look who's talking, sis. Are you afraid of a little bit of rain? Are
you a healthy Dutch girl? Come and join us."

"Yes, you wish - in your dreams!"

I got up and came to her. I grabbed her around her waist. Wieger was
immediately by my side and took the umbrella, while Maartje was
screaming. Klaas took her struggling legs and we swung her from right to
left until she, dripping from the rain, begged for mercy.

"Now look, my blouse is soaking wet."

We looked and saw her breasts and nipples throught the material.

"It looks awful. I can take it off just as well." She gave us a roguish
look and started to onbutton the blouse.

"Let me do that," Geert said.

Geerts big hands fumbled clumsily with the buttons and Maartje burst out
laughing: "You have to learn much, sonny."

Wieger came behind Geert and helped him. While Geert removed the blouse
Wieger unfastened her belt. When the blouse fell, Geert unzipped her
trousers and Klaas who had moved behind Maartje pulled them down. She
stepped out of them graciously. Geert caressed her breasts and kissed
the nipples. Maartje felt the pleasure rise in her body.Wieger caressed
Geerts back whilst kissing Maartje; Klaas tore at her knickers. He knelt
down behind her and fucked her arse with his tongue. I watched them with
my cock in my hand.

"Let's take care of Maartje all of us," Wieger said. He lifted her, laid
her in the grass and spread her legs and then gave orders:

"You Klaas sit by her head, Bert crawl under her, Geert you sit next to
her. Maartje, sit on Berts prick. Klaas, put your pole in her mouth.
Maartje, wank Geert and Geert play with her breasts. I am going to fuck
her."

Every hole was filled and Maartje felt filled up: filled up. She blew
Klaas and wanked Geert who kissed her breasts and pinched her nipples.
She took it up her arse and Wieger moved himself in and out of her.
Geert watched Wieger and you saw him think: I wouldn't mind doing this
with my sister too. Maartje came and the spasm waved through her body.
She lifted her pelvis and my cock slipped out of her. Wieger came in her
and Klaas spurted over her face. Geert was so horny that he lapped up
Klaas' spunk. When he came on her breasts she smeared his cum over her
body.

"Now it is my turn", I squeaked from under her, who seemed to get
heavier and heavier. "What do you want?"

"I want to screw Geert. Geert lie on your back"

Geert did what I demanded. I lifted his legs high in the air and held
him by the ankles. I lubricated his arse with the sperm that was on
Maartjes body and spat on my prick. Carefully I entered him. Geert lay
there suppressing the pain, but I told him to relax. First he held his
breath and than started to pant. At first I took it gently but then got
then faster as I pumped hard in him. I quickly spurted my load into him.
We then sat quietly - I sat opposite him and he laid his legs over mine.
I kissed him and tasted Klaas' sperm.

"And now milking time. As quickly as you can." commanded Maartje to
Wieger and Klaas. "Geert, you can give them a hand, can't you." The
three naked bodies, wearing just their wet boots wandered off and
disappeared.

"So", Maartje said, "Now we are going to take a hot shower."

We took the shower and each other but in bed for a change. Now I had her
to myself for once. After dinner, Wieger and I took Geert home . I
wanted to meet my uncle and aunt in Ellerhuizen. They were very pleasant
people. Uncle looked like my father and I liked him instantly. Aunt was
just busying about with chores so I hardly had an opportunity to talk to
her. Jouke was also there, the oldest of the whole set, with his
fiancee. If he were just as his brothers, we could have a ball. I
promised to come to Ellerhuizen too some day. After saying goodbye we
drove home.

We went to bed early. Wieger curled up against me and I said that I was
sorry to leave the next day.

"I am sorry too, but you will be back again on another holiday?"

"...or you will come to Haarlem and stay with me? You can bring your
cousins too, but Klaas will have to stay on the farm I suppose. However
Klaas will have days off. I told Maartje and Arno to come too."

"What we might do is going to the nude beach in Zandvoort or ...the
Haarlemmerhoutpark^^5 <#sdfootnote5sym> ." fantasized Wieger.

I hugged him and fell asleep.


After breakfast and morning coffee I kissed Maartje, Klaas and Wieger
goodbye and drove away. I felt great. Already I was looking forward to
the day that we would see each other again in Haarlem.

1 <#sdfootnote1anc>A little town in Groningen in the northern part of
The Netherlands. Pronounce as baydem.

2 <#sdfootnote2anc>Groningen is the capital of the province with the
same name.

3 <#sdfootnote3anc>A queer is in Dutch: een nicht, which can also mean a
(female) cousin.

4 <#sdfootnote4anc>He isn't dry behind his ears yet: he doesn't know
about the facts of life.

5 <#sdfootnote5anc>Park, also a cruising area