Date: Wed, 8 Aug 2018 21:45:18 +0200
From: ER
Subject: At the farm 2

*Haarlem*


I was startled by the sound of the hooting of a car. Not long after that
the doorbell rang and cursing I leapt from my chair. I opened the door
and there were my relatives: cousin Wieger with his good looks, Maartje,
his beautiful sister and her boyfriend Arno with a smile from ear to
ear. In the corridor we embraced and let at the same time our hands
flutter over each other's bodies. "Come through to the garden, You'll
find soft drinks and beer there. How are you all? Have you behaved? No?"

We recalled our experiences of last year. The previous summer I had been
on the farm and on another shorter holiday. How much we had enjoyed
ourselves. Even uncle and aunt had looked at us once in a while in an
amazed way, but pleased that we all got on so well. At some point Wieger
had told his mother that he was bisexual. Aunt was wondering about it,
but didn't think it that important, but uncle had more problems with it.

Klaas was fine as were the cousins in Ellerhuizen. These boys would have
loved to come too, but that would cause problems on the farm. Perhaps
next winter? Towards the evening we went out for dinner. When we
returned it was still warm and sluggishly we sat in the garden. Seeing
that Maartje wasn't able to suppress her yawning anymore I said to her
that it was all right if she wanted to go to bed. She rose and gave us
all a kiss. Arno went with her and they took their luggage to the guest
room. He helped to unpack the most important things and then came down
again. It had become somewhat chilly outside so we went inside. I got
three beers from the refrigerator. We lay sprawled in our chairs and
talk of our sex experiences came up. Wieger had gained a squash friend
in the sport centre in Bedum this year named Koen. He lived outside
Bedum and stayed over with Wieger often. He loved to help out on the
farm and uncle liked him a lot. He often slept over during weekends, and
then...well you know. Koen was a real active sort of fellow and Wieger
loved to submit to him. Koen used to carry on like a madman spurting
like a fountain. Klaas and he liked to fool around with each other but
they hadn't done it with the three of them yet. Arno and Maartje had
remained monogamous "until now," Arno said grinning, "I feel like being
in a little orgy again. How about you Bert? Have you experienced any
amusing things?" My sex life had been non-existant apart from some one
night stands so I answered anything would be great this holiday. Towards
one o'clock I called it a day. I told them that they could stay up as
late as they wanted to, but that they had to be quiet when they were
going to bed. I took Wieger's luggage upstairs and was followed by the
owner. I showed him his room and kissed him on his nice hot lips.

I didn't hear the others come upstairs.

At nine o'clock I came downstairs and smelled with pleasure the smell of
fresh coffee. Just like on the farm Maartje had made herself useful and
laid the table. I kissed her and wished her good morning. "Did you stay
up late yesterday night?" I told the time that I went to bed and that I
hadn't heard the others come up. Half an hour later Wieger and Arno
showed up in the kitchen freshly showered. The weather was fantastic and
they had dressed up for a sunny day. Both were in their underpants and
set themselves at the table after having kissed Maartje. I finished
laying the table and helped by the morning coffee, we got the
conversation going. From time to time I had to pat a head or grab a
crotch too. This made us more and more excited. Soon the excitement
showed in our pants. Maartje sat on Arno's lap kissing him passionately.
I stood up to clear the table. I had no time to do the dishes because
Wieger stood behind me and said: "So, your little friend is also awake.
Mustn't we give it a pat on the head?" loosening my trousers at the same
time pushing them down. His hand went into my underpants. I leant
backwards against him. He kissed me and licked my ear. "Mmmmm!" I
moaned, "Shall we go into the livingroom, as passers-by can look inside
here and they migt get a shock." I stepped out of my pants and with
Wieger close against me we shuffled into the other room. Maartje and
Arno followed holding hands. I saw a large wet spot in Arno's
underpants. I knelt in front of him and pulled his pants off. A large
drop of precum formed on the cockhead. I licked it away and took the
next drop away with my finger. A long thread connected my finger with
Arno's prick. I put my finger in Wieger's mouth and he licked his own
precum off it. Maartje pressed herself against Arno's back. Wieger came
behind her and put a finger in her pussy. Maartje pushed her bum back
and began to pant. Wieger felt her wet fanny and put in two fingers and
two others into her arse. I took Arno' cock into my mouth caressing him
with the one hand. Maartje had her arms around Arno and hung from his
back enjoying the feeling of Wieger's fingers inside her. Slowly the wet
cock slid in and out of my mouth. I smelled Arno and tasted him but I
couldn't get his monster entirely in my mouth. I saw the thick veins and
my tongue circled round that quite sensitive spot under the cock head.
My hands caressed his balls and felt the pubic hair. My hand slid over
his hairless belly and to the navel and then round buttocks and my
finger slid into his hole. Arno twitched forward with his pelvis at the
same time. Maartje bent over, Wieger shoved his cock into her pussy and
slapped her buttocks. As he pounded away, Maartje moaned and panted
calling out: "Yes, yes yes, yes..." Wieger had closed his eyes. I saw him
enjoy every second that he was in his sister. Arno was on the floor and
spread his legs invitingly. I saw his stiff prick with below it the
sturdy balls that hung heavily. I laid a cushion under him and lifted up
his legs.

I stuck my cock into his tight hole pushing it harder and harder into
him only stopping to check Arno was OK. Arno told me I could carry on
and my prick lubricated by my spit sank deep into Arno's arse. Then I
teased him by withdrawing and entering him again. Arno's eyes were
closed in concention on my cock that was filling him up. It felt so hot.
He had become used to this feeling by now, and yet the pleasure seemed
stronger every time. He became hornier and hornier. His hands were all
over my body. Then it was only one hand and with the other he wanked
himself. Precum started flowing again. I enjoyed his beautiful body and
kept thrusting my hips forward until I came in a glorious orgasm. I
panted fast and furiously until a peace came over me like the quiet
after the storm. I let myself fall on that beautiful body and kissed
him. He embraced me and waited for his its turn to come. I helped him by
giving him a blowjob. He screamed as he shot his big load in thick globs
all over his chest. I smeared it all over his nipples and belly. Panting
he laughed a relaxing laugh that you laugh in the company of good friends.

In the mean time we heard Maartje moaning and calling out that she was
about to come as well. Wieger had learned what she liked best and pumped
on until he came too. They lay next to us panting Maartje kissing Arno:
"Remember last year.... How frightened you were and how much you have
learned since then. I love that you are relaxed about it all now!" "No,
it doesn't matter...or does it? Anyway I love you and the boys and that's
all that counts." He caressed her face.

"What are we going to do today?" I said after having done the dishes

"Let's go to the beach!" Wieger shouted. "I want to get a tan." We all
agreed to go and stuffed the car with all the things we expected to use
and eat at the beach. In no time we had left Haarlem and drove in the
direction of Zandvoort. Fortunately it was a weekday, so the road was
not too busy, but it wasn't easy to find a parking place, however we
were lucky to get one when a busy housewife went shopping and drove away
the minute we drove by. We had to walk a little before we arrived on the
nude beach. It wasn't crowded there either, but it never is on a nude
beach in Zandvoort. We saw people stand on the dunes though. Some
cruising was going on.

Not far from the way through to the cycle track that lay behind the
dunes we stopped. We put our things, our towels against a dune so that
we had a strategic view over the beach. We took what few clothes we
wore. Wieger had a good stretch. He could have walked out of a
mythological story, this son of a god. The sun was wonderful on my body
and the little wind around my balls was great. Having baked in the sun
and some plunges in the cold sea Wieger and I decided to go and see if
there was anything exciting going on in the dunes. We went up a path.
Here and there there was a man on the top of a dune. We didn't notice
anything in the dips. We were disappointed and wanted to go back when
Wieger said: "If we were to go and play with each other other people
will come, don't you think?" I agreed and we laid our towels and
ourselves in the warm sand and started to make out. I put my arms around
my cousin and caressed every spot on his beautiful body.

I felt my pole growing. Wieger nudged me: "What did I tell you, two men
are loking. One is very good looking. Shall I get him to come over?" At
the same moment he waved at the man. "Hi, you were looking...want to join
us?" "Please," he said with a deep voice. He bent over Wieger and kissed
him on the cheek. He took his swimming trunks off and started caressing
Wieger's body. I grabbed the man by his dick. He looked good. I think he
was in his early thirties, had not much body hair and was slim. His
blond curls radiated in the afternoon sun. He'd shaved his pubic hair
and around his balls. It felt smooth and soft, except his hard cock with
the piss slit that was leaking precum. I licked it away, taking his
prick in my mouth and blowing him. The man pinched Wieger's nipples
making him squeak. Suddenly I sat upright as two men had joined us and
were watching from a distance. One of the guys was on his feet ready to
join us, but I stopped him by raising my hand. He sat down in the sand
and started to wank himself, just like the other man. I was also wanking
myself and enjoying the cock in my mouth. Wieger lay motionless. "Do you
guys fuck?" "I want to be fucked." I said. I laid myself on my back and
spread my legs. The man pulled my legs up, supported my butt, licking
and spitting at it until my hole and his prick were wet enough. He then
pumped his cock into my arse. The two voyeurs came closer to watch. As
the man started pounding my arse Wieger fed me his prick. I saw one of
the watchers jerking his cock in the same rhythm as the man who fucked
me. The feeling was overwhelming. The man had made my ros stiff again.
After a few minutes Wieger shot hot streams of cum down my throat. His
sperm dribbled down my chin and I swallowed and licked like mad. My
orgasm swept over me like a storm and I came on my belly. At the same
moment the men came in me. One of the spectators stood up and came over
me and Wieger wanked the other one. We were all moaning and panting. We
thanked the men and wiped the cum from our bodies. After that we went
back to the others on the beach and told them what had happened. Once
more we went into the sea to get clean.

The next morning Wieger went to the beach again. Arno and Maartje went
shopping in town and I had to go to the barber's.

When we all sat on the terrace at the end of the afternoon, we all had a
story to tell. Wieger began: "I was on the beach today I met a hunk in
the dunes, as naturally he had gone back. We had wonderful sex and he
joined me on the beach. He was single, had been for some months, after a
relationship of a year. His friend demanded too much of him. He could
hardly breathe in that relationship. His name's Rogier. For the rest of
the day we talked and discovered that we a lot of things in common. He
is very amusing. He is older than me, 27, but that is not important. Can
I invite him here?" Of course Wieger could. He was so enthusiastic that
I couldn't say no. Maartje and Arno had had a nice day together. They
had bought some new clothes, including bathing suits, and had a superb
lunch before going to the Frans Hals Museum.

"Show! Show the bathing suits!" shouted Wieger. "OK but later, my feet
are killing me." Maartje said. I told them that I had been to the
barber's. Of course they could see that, but I told them something else.
This was the second time that I was attended to by one particular
barber's assistant, an amusing lad. "You know that I fancy younger men
and Robin is young, beautiful and also friendly. He has a sort of
magic." I invited him for tomorrow night."

After dinner we put the garden chairs in a row to watch whatever Arno
and Maartje had to show us. Maartje started the show in a light summer
dress and like a supermodel she walked and turned around. She remained
outside when Arno came out of the house in three-quarter pants and a
tight sleeveless shirt. You could see a small part of his belly that
elicited comment of us immediately. He didn't know how to move like a
model but that made him the more touching. Maartje disappeared inside to
put up some music and she and Arno began to dance to a popular tune.
They moved around and touched each other. Arno removed his shirt quite
sensually. His nicely tanned torso radiated life and health. Maartje
took off her dress and stood in a beautiful bikini that left nothing to
the imagination. Arno moving to the music took her by the waist. Then he
started to unbutton his trousers. After a few minutes of increasing
tension he pulled them down standing only in the smallest bathing suit
hardly holding his big piece. We applauded starting to dance too. I took
off my shirt and Wieger's followed. He unbuttoned his sister's bikini
top and so we all danced bare chested. Maartjes breasts swayed to the
music. I pulled off my pants and kissed Arno. He stood there with that
beautiful body of his in the evening sun. My hands slid over his body. I
pulled the bathing suit over his firm prick, which was now pointing
upwards. I pressed myself against his body and felt his warmth. I saw
that Wieger and Maartje were now naked and kissing each other. I sat
down pulling Arno onto my lap. My enormous erection now matched Arno's.
After a few minutes I pushed him away telling him to get some lube. When
he returned, Maartje had already been screwed by her brother and she
took my cock in her mouth. I lubricated my pole and told Arno to sit on
my cock. Oh, that glorious feeling as your prick slides in a tight hole.
He lowered himself onto me as he pumped away on his prick. Moaning
loudly I came in his arse. Arno turned around and commanded: "Blow me" I
was glad the neighbours were on holiday! Wieger talked dirty at the
moment that he emptied himself in Maartjes pussy making Maartje so
excited that she made so much noise when she came.

It was rather early in the morning when Wieger announced that he was
going to the beach and asked Rogier if he wanted to come and see us that
evening. But before that he had to find out if Rogier was into group
sex. We would see about that. Around five o'clock the doorbell rang and
there stood a beautiful young boy. "Hello, Robin, come in." Robin said
"Hi, Bert" as he gave me a kiss. Robin had come by bicycle. His hair
looked ruffled. He wore a t-shirt, Bermudas and sport shoes. "It wasn't
necessary to dress formally was it?" "Well, I'm not exactly wearing
white tie and tails!" I pointed at my shorts. I didn't even wear a
shirt, as it was too warm.

Arno and Maartje sat in the garden in the shadow of the bushes. Both sat
in their new swimsuits. I introduced everybody and disappeared into the
kitchen to prepare a light dinner. I was wondering if Wieger had been
successful with Rogier. At a quarter to six the doorbell rang again.
Yes!! Wieger introduced a good-looking man to me - Rogier. He was tall,
had blond hair parted in the middle and spoke with a slightly up-market
accent, but not enough to sound ridiculous. He told me he came from
Aerdenhout. That explained it!

He wore light blue three-quarter pants with a thin polo shirt. He looked
quite attractive with his nice tan.

In the garden there was a pleasant conversation with Wieger having
filled the glasses again before helping me in the kitchen with the last
of the preparations. We had quite a nice dinner and at ten o'clock we
cleared the table and had our coffee. Wieger told enthusiastically that
he had accompanied Rogier home because Rogier wanted to shower and
change clothes. Yes, they took together the shower. He told about the
beautiful house with the enormous garden. Rogier invited the others to
visit his house some time if they would like that. I, for one, would
love him to show me around.

The heat still lay over the garden, but the sun began to sink. I had put
torches and lights in the garden. Sluggishly we lounged in the chairs
and cushions. We felt the tension, but nobody dared to start something.
Of course the discussion eventually came around to sex and Wieger
announced that they had had sex in Rogier's room. He took off his
t-shirt and Rogier lay his hand on Wieger's shoulders and began to
gently stroke his neck. I did the same with Robin, who let himself fall
against me. I removed his shirt, pulled him on my lap and caressed his
chest before moving slowly moving my hands them to his pants. Wieger
then took the initiative and pulled Rogier's shirt over his head, then
unfastened his pants and pulled them down. We all looked at that
beautiful boy who, probably thinking of Arno last night, slowly took off
his underpants. Rogier extended his arms to have him sit on his lap, but
Wieger said: "First take those pants off!" Rogier stood up to follow up
the order and sank back again. Wieger sat on his lap feeling his
friend's cock stiffen. I unfastened Robin's trousers sliding them down.
His stiff prick poking proudly in the air with drops of liquid appeared
on his piss slit. Arno and Maartje were absorbed in each other. Arno had
removed her bikini and lay on a few cushions demonstrating an enormous
erection. I motioned Wieger and together we got some mattresses from
upstairs. The chairs were moved aside and we lay down on the soft
mattresses. We made out talking about the others. We watched Arno
screwing Maartje. He stretched out his arm and I understood immediately
what he meant. I came closer and Arno started to caress me as well as
pinching my nipples. I looked at Robin and said to him and Rogier that
we shared everything and everybody. Robin looked at a little bit
distressed at Maartje and said that he'd rather not make out with girls.
It was a bit tactless but he was sincere about it. I reassured him.
Wieger wanted to sit on Maartjes face and let him be spoiled by her
tongue whilst Rogier took possession of Arno. Robin asked: "Does
anything go here? Do you always do it with each other?" His eyes shone.
"Yes, Robin, mostly we do it with each other when we are together. Also
Wieger makes love to his sister."

"Wow!" sighed the others. "But now I want you. I want to suck you. You
have such a delicious prick." "Yes, yes, do that, and lick my balls." I
did what I loved to do and what Robin wanted me to do. Then I asked
Robin to screw me. He lubricated his pole and my hole with oil. He
pushed his cock into me, but took his time as he waited for the pain to
disappear - he was not inexperienced despite its age! I lay on my back
panting after each push. I had taken my prick in my hand and tried to
keep it stiff. Then I felt my juices shoot upwards and I came over my
belly. At the same moment Robin came in me. He let himself fall on me
kissing me passionately. He didn't care about the wetness on my belly.
After that we just lay there watching the others.

Rogier couldn't keep his eyes off the three in front of him. He caressed
Arno's buttocks and pressed himself against him as Arno kept on fucking
Maartje. She was busy licking and blowing her brother's prick. She
tasted the salty pre-cum that constantly leaked from his piss slit.
Wieger pinched her nipples; Arno caressed her legs before finally
releasing his load into her. Rogier lubricated Arno's hole. He thrust
his hips forward and entered Arno's arse. Arno had withdrawn from
Maartje and was now kneeling doggy style. Wieger was sitting in front of
Arno taking his prick in his mouth. Maartje entered Wieger's arse with a
couple of fingers. It was a large orgy for four people; hot to watch
which Robin and I gladly did whilst caressing each other. Rogier didn't
hold back, he clasped Arno and came moaning loudly. Panting he fall back
on the mattress. Wieger spurted in Arno's mouth, who licked up the slimy
globs of thick white cream. He kissed Maartje.

With my cock proudly pointing upwards, I walked into the kitchen to get
a drink. Then I got a pile of towels. In the meantime the sun had set,
but the torches and the lights gave the garden a quite different
atmosphere. Soft music played in the background. It was still warm.

"I find it cool that you all are so open and there are no difficulties?"
asked Rogier. "No, but we don't see each other that much and that makes
it all the more exciting." I told him about my holiday on the farm and
what had happened there and finished my story with: "It is a pity I
don't have room for more guests, for I would have loved inviting my
other cousins and Klaas of course."

"And Koen of course."

"Who is Koen?"

"Koen is my special friend."

"I thought I was?" pouted Rogier laughingly.

"You are a dear friend of mine in a different way. Koen is extra special
for me."

Wieger kissed Rogier on his beautiful lips and felt the older boy's
tongue in his mouth. Rogier looked at Arno and Maartje. Arno was playing
with her pussy and Rogier saw that she was getting wet, Arno's dick was
wet too and that made him so horny, that he asked Maartje if he could
screw her doggy style. Maartje, excited by her friend's hands said she
wanted that badly. In the warm light, Rogier pumped his prick in and out
of her. Panting he accelerated his speed and his sweat streamed along
his back. Deeper, he wanted deeper. More pleasure, more, more...He slapped
her arse and arched over to feel her breasts. He furiously speeded up. I
saw Arno look a little bit worrying, but there was no reason for Maartje
moaned constantly: "Deeper, Rogier, deeper!". I put my arm around Arno
whispering in his ear: "Leave them to it, if she is uncomfortable she
will say so." He kissed me as he pushed his body against mine. When I
felt his arse it felt damp. Ah yes, that was Rogier's juice. It made me
hot. I turned Arno around and pumped my dick in his pre-treated arse. I
motioned Robin to suck Arno. After a few hard pushes my spunk joined
Rogier's.

Then it was Robin's turn to take my place. Arno took a towel and sat on
it because spunk was oozing from his arse. We had a drink whilst
watching the other two, who had become calmer now. Maartje had cum
several times. Rogier, his body glistening from sweat, shot his juice
into the girl. We remained lying on the mattresses dozing off, talking
and drinking. Rogier went upstairs to have a shower followed by Maartje
and Arno. When it was our turn, Robin said he had to piss desperately. I
asked him to piss over me in the shower. We showered together and
refreshed we came downstairs. "I was just thinking that you might as
well stay the night. Rogier with Wieger and Robin with me. Is that a
good idea?" Unfortunately, Rogier said he really had to go, but before
he had dressed and had kissed everybody good-bye, invited us all to
spend a long weekend at his house next month. His parents were on a
three months holiday, so we had the whole house to ourselves. Of course
we could invite our cousins from Groningen along with Koen of course. He
would e-mail me about a date. We remained outside for a while before we
went into the warm house to go to bed. It had been a wonderful evening.

The four next days were a true feast. We were so close with each other.
But all good things have to come to an end and so to did this short
holiday. We said goodbye and agreed to wait for Rogier's email.