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.