It Happened So ...
This is a fictional homo-erotic story. If this is not your thing, then leave now and find something that is more to your liking. This story involves gay sex between two consenting boys starting in their early teens.
If the laws where you are forbid this sort of literature then leave now or move to where it is legal to read it.
This story is set on a fictional farm in South Africa and to help build the picture, I will use some Afrikaans words and idioms, but will put an interpretation or definition as an endnote to each chapter where these are used for the first time.
Chapter 1.
Some would say that it
happened so subtly, but I find it difficult to use that as an adjective because
the word subtle often carries the idea of the use of a bit of guile and
dishonesty, and that connotation definitely does not apply to it.
So what should we use to describe how it happened? We could say that it
happened carefully, and that has some truth to it, but it does not convey the
full picture. The same applies to words like, smoothly, kindly and even
lovingly. But the word I feel is the
best is naturally. It happened so
naturally.
But I get ahead of
myself, because this story actually starts eight years ago shortly after my
oupa[i]
died. You see pa[ii]. and oupa worked the farm together and so
when oupa died, it made the work a lot harder for pa. The farm is called Stywe
Piel Plaas[iii]
after a phallic like granite rock that stood up like an erect penis at the top
of a hill in the middle of the farm. The rock even had some wind weathering
causing an indented ring giving the appearance of definition between shaft and
head of a cock. The rock was about fifteen feet in diameter and at least twenty
five feet tall standing like a lone sentinel pointing straight up to the stars.
Many a teen boy has had a giggle over the name of the farm and the sight of the
reason for the name. No one has ever owned up to actually giving that name to
the farm, but as far as I know it was probably my great grandfather when he
started ranching some cattle on the land a few years before my oupa was born.
Dad tried to run the farm by himself for a while after oupa passed on, but
found that there was simply too much work with the livestock and the crops and
so he had decided to take on a farm manager to look after the livestock while
he concentrated on the cropping. The successful applicant was a youngish man
with a teenage son who had just got divorced. So nearly a year after oupa had
gone, Oom[iv]
Jakobus Janse van Rensburg and his fifteen year old son, Willem Cornelius Janse
van Rensburg moved into the house that oupa had seen his last days in.
Although he was not really my uncle, I called Jakobus, Oom Jakob because that
was the way we were taught to show respect to our elders who needed a slightly
more familiar address than the formal `Meneer'[v]
van Rensburg would have been. His son Willem soon became known to us as
`Willie' but at first he and I did not really hit it off. Firstly Willie was
four years older than me and he went to senior school as a boarder and so we
did not see each other much, and during the first time he was at the farm for
school holidays he brought home a friend of his own age from school, and I
being that four years younger made me a bit of pain in the nether regions for
the two boys. As a result they did much more without me during the holiday
period then they did with me. Not that they were mean to me and when we were
together they tried to include me in most things, but when we climbed trees
they would go up much higher than I would dare to go and so they would be
talking several feet and branches above me and I would not be a part of that
conversation even though I was with them.
One thing I do remember from that first holiday was enjoying climbing trees with them, however, because in those days we seldom wore underwear on the farm and these two boys were no different and I found that as they climbed higher above me, I could look up at them and see their cock and balls dangling inside their shorts. By this I knew that Willem was circumcised and had a good layer of thick black hair around his cock, while his friend, Johannes, was uncut like me and had a bigger package than Willie had; but his hair looked to be less because he was blond and the pubic hair was both thinner and lighter. I found that as I gazed up at the two boys and especially if I could see up both their shorts together at the same time, I got this feeling, kind of like a tingly feeling in my own cock. But as I was only just beginning puberty at the age of eleven and had just started to sprout a few soft hairs down there I did not understand the significance of what I was experiencing. After all, I had just learned that rubbing my cock elicited some great and enjoyable feelings, but I had yet to experience an orgasm because I had not learned to masturbate for long enough. Of course there was something else about these two teens that I was not aware of at that time which would later have some significance and would make me more acceptable to them. But then time would bring that about. Perhaps the best thing for me that first holiday when Willie went brought his friend Johannes home for the holidays was right near the end of the holiday period when I was invited by Oom Jakob to spend the night at their house. Fortunately, my parents were not much for convention and so I did not have pyjamas, and in fact had never had pyjamas or underpants in my life yet. I would only get underpants when I went to boarding school in a couple of years' time; and I would never get pyjamas. Well I arrived having been walked over the short distance between our two houses by my pa and left there with the promise that if I did not find I wanted to stay they could just call my father and he would come and fetch me. I am pleased to say that I did not need to call my father to come to my aid.
We spent the first part of the evening doing what we would normally do. We had a braai vleis[vi] for our dinner and I was even allowed to help with the cooking on the skottle[vii] which made me very proud because I had not been allowed such responsibility in past. After dinner we all went for our bath. There was a big wet floor type shower in the bathroom and so the three of us were sent to shower together. Again this was not an uncommon thing in those days and none of us really thought anything of it. But what it did mean was that I got to see the two older boys completely naked and be naked in front of them. The great tingly feeling I had been experiencing in the trees was even better now and I began to get hard. Something that was not missed by the other two, but they were very circumspect and although I saw Johannes point it out to Willie, they did not say anything to me. After our showers, we put on what we called sleeping shorts, which were short baggy shorts made of a material like satin which was soft and smooth and allowed room for movement. Something I would come to appreciate more later. We returned to the sitting room and sat down on the sofa but as there was no television, (the reception in the rural area we lived in was so poor it was virtually non-existent) we soon got bored with just sitting there and so got out some board game to play on the floor. While we were playing that, we sat cross legged and with the sleeping shorts being so short, Willie and Johannes' cock and balls were on view to me most of the time which gave me that tingly feeling and got me hard again. Of course this was on view to both of them and again Johannes pointed it out Willie, and again they did not make an issue of it with me. When Oom Jakob came back from the shower, he also was dressed in just a pair of sleeping shorts and when he sat down, I was looking at him and saw his cock and balls flop out into view. Man! What a set he had on him! I had never seen the genitals of a grown man before and I thought his were enormous. Although Oom Jakob was blessed in that respect, he was not exceptionally big. His cock was about five inches in its flaccid state and as big around as my skinny wrist and it lay over a pair of balls that would have been considered a reasonable size for passion fruit. His sack being just as wrinkly as a ripe passion fruit, but not the black colour, of course. Although his nest of thick hair which clearly grew around and over his balls as well was black. Yes, before anyone starts asking, the hair on the balls was not as thick as the rest of the pubes, but could clearly be seen from where I was sitting. I don't know if Oom Jakob saw me looking at his package, or not, but he soon tucked the beautiful bits away and brought his legs together to close the gap up which I was looking. We played our board game for about an hour and Oom Jakob was reading a book. As our game came to an end, Oom Jakob told us that it was time to get to bed and so we all got up and Willie led the way by going up to his dad and bending down gave his dad a hug which was returned and said, "Goie nag pa, lekker geslaap"[viii] Johannes then showed me that this was what we should do as well by saying the same words only replacing "pa" with "Oom Jakob" which is exactly what I did as well. When I gave Oom Jakob the hug he bid me a good night and sleep and then softly whispered in my ear that if I had any problems during the night, I could wake him up for help. With that he gave me a pat on the bum and the three of us went off to Willie's bedroom.
Willie had a three
quarter bed in his room and so he and Johannes were going to share that while I
slept on an air mattress on the floor with a sleeping bag, while the other two
had a duvet to cover them. Because we all observed farmer's hours, we were
already late for bed now and so were quite tired and it did not take us long to
get into our beds and turn the light off. Willie and Johannes chatted for a bit
in the dark and I could hear quite a bit of rustling around but just put it
down to the two boys getting comfortable. The chatter eased off and we lay
there in silence. I had not been included in the talking and after there had been
a period of time Johannes whispered to Willie, "Do you think he is asleep now?"
Willie replied, "I don't know but I'll check." And with that he rolled over in
the bed and picked up a little torch off his bedside table and shone it on me.
I did not want to cause any trouble and so pretended I was asleep. "Yes, I
think he is asleep now." He told Johannes.
"Good, because I am ready for you." Johannes
responded.
What followed was a lot of confusing sounds and subdued whispers that I could
not really make sense out of. There was more rustling of the bed linen and the
sound of the springs in the bed bouncing, but I had no idea what the two teens
were doing. After a while there was some soft groaning and then something like
fast breathing or panting sounds and the bouncing of the springs got heavier. I
learned later that the two boys had jerked each other off which really was not
much of a surprise given their age and the eye candy we had all had earlier. A
short while after that, their whispers changed to the steady breathing of
sleep; but I still had not been able to get to sleep. As I lay there in the
sleeping bag thinking about this new experience of sleeping over at someone
else's house and also the views of cocks I had had and enjoyed but was still
too naïve to know why I had liked seeing the cocks, the door slowly opened and
in the soft light from the passage, I saw Oom Jakob come into the room and move
over to the bed his son and friend were sleeping in. I kept very quiet and
watched as he lifted the cover a little and then was doing something I could
not see. One of the boys grunted and moved in his sleep and Oom Jakob let the
duvet fall back over the boys. He made his way around to me and I closed my
eyes because I did not want him to see I was awake. He squatted down by my bed
and placed his hand on my shoulder and after a few moments he began to lift the
sleeping bag. Finding it zipped up and I guess at the time I was lying on the
zip so he could not undo it, he slipped his hand down inside the bag from the
top. When he got my belly, it tickled so much that my body shuddered
involuntarily and Oom Jakob quickly pulled his hand out and left the room
quietly closing the door behind him. For some reason I dropped off to sleep
soon after he had left us even though I now had more to think about and Oom
Jakob's actions were a total mystery to me at that time.
The next morning I woke
up before Willie and Johannes and had to go for a pee. I wriggled my way out of
the sleeping bag and stood up. Only then did I see that the two boys were still
sound asleep, but what made me look more was that they had kicked off the duvet
during the night, probably because they had got too hot, and both boys were
completely naked and had erections. This was my first time to see someone else
with a hard cock and I was fascinated by it. But my need to relieve the
pressure in my bladder was greater and I had to pull my eyes away from the view
and go to the bathroom. My piss had just started to flow when Oom Jakob came
into the room and saw me standing at the toilet bowl. I had pulled my sleeping
shorts down to halfway down my thighs and so was on complete show to him as I
stood sideways on to the door he had just walked through.
"Morë[ix]
Pieter, did you sleep well?" he asked as he walked up to the bowl and dropping
his shorts revealed to me the full picture of what he carried between his legs.
His piss started to flow immediately, but my eyes could not be pulled away from
what I was looking at. This obviously was not lost on Oom Jakob who then asked
me if I wanted to join him in his shower. I was not sure what to answer and so
said nothing. Oom Jakob put his hand onto the back of my head and said, "Come
on then," as he used his foot to push my shorts down to my ankles and I stepped
out of them as he gently guided me towards the shower cubicle. He fiddled with
the taps to get the water to a more comfortable temperature and then nudged me
into the spray. "Close your eyes," he told me as he reached for the shampoo and
began to dribble some onto my head and then work it in to build a good lather.
After washing that soap out of my hair, he continued, without asking, to wash
the rest of my body. When he got to my bum he ran his finger up and down my
crack a couple of times and swirled it around my pucker. The feeling was
amazing and I was powerless to stop my little cock from rising and becoming so
hard as to point straight up to the ceiling. Which is exactly
how Oom Jakob found it when his hands moved around to the front to wash that
area. But all he did was give it a few strokes
before carrying on down to finish off my body by washing my legs and feet.
Standing up, Oom Jakob began to wash his hair and after rinsing the shampoo out, he washed the rest of his body while I just stood there and gaped at his cock and balls. I don't remember him even getting a bit hard and so I guess it was either that he did not begin to spring wood, or that I did not realise the significance of what I was looking at and so don't remember it at all. I am fairly convinced that he did not get a full on erection anyway. Once he had finished he ushered me out of the shower and taking a towel he began to dry me. Again he massaged my body with that towel in such a way that by the time he had finished he had worked my cock into an erection without touching the actual appendage that much at all. He quickly dried himself and while we were both still naked he pulled me into a hug. I was at just the right height that my chest pulled up against his cock and balls and I felt his cock slide to the side as my chest pressed on it in the hug. In putting my arms around Oom Jakob returning the hug, I squeezed his bum cheeks as my forearms crossed over them for this was as high as I could reach. Oom Jakob hung up the towels and then told me to go on back to the room and wake the other two up and tell them to get dressed. I guess he was leaving me with the option of staying naked, but I never realised that and so as soon as I woke Johannes and Willie up, I began to put my clean clothes on and leaving the two I made my way to the kitchen where I could hear Oom Jakob already getting some breakfast on the go.
I spent the rest of the
morning with Willie and Johannes and got a couple more glimpses of soft teen
cock and balls as we did different things. Climbing the loft ladder in the barn
afforded similar views to those of climbing trees and when we were in the loft
and building a house out of the hay bales there were other opportunities when
one of us fell over and our legs lifted skywards or when we sat to rest and had
our legs spread. Of course my appendage was not really big enough to require
spreading the legs, but the other two sat like that and so I did as well. I am
guessing that they also enjoyed a few chances to look up my shorts and by the time
we had finished, we were hot and sweaty and covered in little bits of hay which
made us feel very uncomfortable, but there was a place where Willie and
Johannes were hoping Oom Jakob would allow them to sleep the night there. I was
so envious that they would get that opportunity and I would not as I was only
invited to sleep over the one night and that is probably all my parents would
have allowed anyway for the first time that I stayed away from home.
We were actually quite itchy from the irritation of the little hairs on hay
stems and so Willie suggested we go and shower to wash them away. There did not
seem to be any discussion on it either. It was almost as if Willie was to be
obeyed and we were simply to do that obeying. The three of us walked over from
the barn to the house and leaving our tackies[x]
at the kitchen door we went through to the bathroom. Again there did not seem
to be any discussion as we each stripped off and the three of us crammed into
the shower together. For the second time
that day, I had my body washed by someone other than myself and this time as my
cock rose the two older boys spent more time washing it than was really
necessary. However, they still did not bring me to an orgasm and so I still had
not experienced one in my life yet. Both of them also spent more time washing
each others cocks than was necessary and both their cocks definitely got hard
like mine. But I am sure they did not bring each other off on that occasion
either. Finished we got out and dried ourselves and then dressed again in the
same clothes we had been in that morning. This was actually a mistake because
those irritating little hairs were still clinging to the inside of our clothes,
and were soon irritating us as much as we had been before we went for a shower. We decided we had better go for another
shower and put different clothes on but before we could do that, pa arrived to
pick me up and take me home for lunch.
He was going past in the bakkie[xi]
and so I did not need to walk home.
On the way home pa noticed that I was wriggling and uncomfortable and so asked what the matter was and I told him we had been building a house in the hay in the loft. Pa laughed a little and explained about the little hairs that grow on the stem of the grass which is made into the hay and said that when we get home, I should go and take a new shower and then get dressed in clean clothes. Ma was not too impressed because she had lunch all ready and now it had to wait while showered. Pa explained to her how irritating it was and she could see the funny side of us getting dressed back in the same clothes after our earlier shower. I was ordered to be quick in the shower and so I was; even though I was thinking of pursuing the good feelings I had experienced in the two showers I had already had that day at the hands of Oom Jakob, Willie and Johannes.
Willie and Johannes did
get to sleep in the hay loft, but they were not allowed the oil lamp they had
planned on having and Oom Jakob rigged up and electric light with the use of
one of the long extension cords the farm had. Then they had one more night at
the farm before going back to boarding school. I was left alone for the term;
the sole pupil in the home school class which ma taught. Most farm kids were
home schooled until they went to secondary school the year they turned
thirteen. The term time was really boring as I had only myself
to play with (and no I don't mean in that way – although that way did happen a
few times) and to be honest the next holidays were not much better. Willie came
home at the end of term, but just a few days later he and his pa went off for a
week on a holiday together and then Oom Jakob left him at Johannes' family farm
for the last week of the holidays so I hardly got to see him at all and we were
back into another long term of boring classes with no one to copy from, or even
to talk to really.
Fortunately the next holidays were the long Christmas holidays and Willie would
be home for six weeks. It was the holidays that marked a real turning point in
my life and led me to what and where I am today.
[i] Oupa – Afrikaans for grandfather.
[ii] Pa - Father
[iii] Stywe Piel Plaas – Literally "Stiff Cock Farm"
[iv] Oom - uncle
[v] Meneer – Mister (especially in formal greeting or introduction)
[vi] Braai Vleis – Literally roast meat – mainly used to refer to a BBQ
[vii] Skottle – A form of BBQ which was originally made from an old plough disc with the centre hole welded closed and three legs attached to place it over a fire making in essence a form of frying pan.
[viii] Goie nag en lekker geslaap – "Good night and sleep well"
[ix] Morë – Literally "morning" Short for "good morning"
[x] Tackies – Tennis shoes, plimsolls, trainers. A canvas shoe worn by most people as casual wear especially by the children while on the farms
[xi] Bakkie – Small pick up truck. Anything up to a 1 ton double cab would come under this generic description.