Date: Sat, 23 Mar 2002 22:45:44 EST
From: Chartoe@aol.com
Subject: Sharecropper's  Son  2

 This is the second chapter in my story about sex between men during the time
just after the depression when a lot of people had to become sharecroppers
just to servive.  If you have any comments on the story please send to
chartoe@a0l.com


			  Sharecroppers  Son - 2

	As Mr. Brown and I headed up the walkway to the front of the house
I was becoming very nervous.  I started wondering if I would even be able
to go through what Mr. Brown was suggesting.  I did decide that I wanted
him in the room with me to help tell me what I should do.
	We entered the house and were met by an older lady who smiled and
made small talk with Mr. Brown.  My face must have been real red as I could
almost feel the heat coming from my body.  The lady made some comment about
me looking like an Indian.
	Mr. Brown told me to follow him as we walked down a long hallway
and entered the last room.  The inside was nothing special, there was a
large bed with I guess clean sheets.  They were more yellow than white so I
assumed they were clean.  There was a small table with a pitcher of water
and a wash basin.  Mr. Brown started removing his clothes and looked at me
and told me to do the same.
	We had removed all our clothes except our underwear when a nice
young looking lady entered the room with a very sheer gown covering her
breast and very skimpy panties.  I was embarrassed and intrigued at the
same time.  I felt that I should look away but at the same time wanted to
stare.  My cock was swelling as I continued to stare at her breast and then
down toward her panties.
	She looked at me and then Mr. Brown as she enquired which was the
first timer.  Mr. Brown and she giggled as she moved over in front of me.
She started running her hands up and down my shoulders, and then moving
then down my chest and stomach, stopping just at the top of my underwear.
She pulled on the top of my underwear and led me over to the table with the
wash basin.  She pushed my underwear to the floor and told me to step out
of them.
	She grabbed the wash cloth and soap and started washing my already
hard cock and balls.  She explained to me that it was a standard thing they
did to every man that visited them.  As she was lather my balls with one
hand her other hand was stroking my cock.  I grunted and without warning
was shooting cum right at the girl.  She must have known I was going to cum
because she moved out of the way just before it hit her.
	She told me to relax that I would be surprised how many times that
happened to her in her business.  She finished cleaning my now soft cock
before she turned her attention to Mr. Brown.  Mr. Brown had already
removed his underwear as he stepped closer to her.  She began washing his
cock as I watched and I could feel that tingling in my cock and balls.  By
the time she had finished washing his cock it had grown to its full length
and so had mine.
	He pointed at my cock as the girl turned to look.  She stood up and
removed her gown as she walked toward me.  As she moved close to me she
grabbed my cock and pressed it against her stomach as she pushed her breast
against me.  She slowly moved her body up and down as she rubbed against my
cock.  I reached up and grasped a breast in each hand as I started
squeezing them.
	After a few minutes of this she stepped back and I noticed the
trail of pre cum that was left where my cock had been rubbing.  She reached
down and pushed her panties to the floor as she moved to the bed and
sprawled out on her back.  She spread her legs apart and reached for my
hand.  She placed my hand on her pussy and then removed her hand.  I could
feel the heat coming from inside her and as her female aroma hit my nose my
cock jumped a couple of times.
	I started moving my fingers up and down her pussy slowly pushing
them inside the folds of skin.  At one point I located a little stiff spot
at the top and when I rubbed it she moved her hips a little.  I continued
to give this spot a little more attention, as she seemed to really get
excited.
	Mr. Brown moved over to the other side of her and I watched as he
pushed a finger inside her pussy as I continued to work the little
plaything I had found.  I noticed that her nipples were hard and standing
up as I continued to play with her.  Mr. Brown was working his finger in
and out of her pussy as she continued to spread her legs even more.
	All at once Mr. Brown pulled his finger out of her and told me it
was time to mount her.  I climbed upon the bed and moved between her legs.
I moved myself to where I was holding myself up with an arm on either side
of her.  My cock was within inches of her pussy as I continued to move over
her body.  I was beginning to wonder how I was going to hold myself off of
her and also guide my cock into her.  This problem was solved when
Mr. Brown grabbed my cock and placed the head at the entrance of her pussy
as he spread her open as much as he could.
	Mr. Brown patted my ass and told me to push my cock in.  I pushed
and gasped as I felt the soft moist flesh engulf my cock.  I thought there
would be more resistance but I guess in her line of business her pussy
wasn't as tight as it should be.  I didn't have to be told what to
do next as I started pumping in and out as she raised her legs and locked
them around my waist and just above my ass.  She pulled me down until my
head was right between her breast.  I started sucking on one nipple and
then the next, the whole time my ass was bouncing up and down as I drove my
cock into her.
	After a few minutes I grabbed her shoulders real hard as I drove my
cock into her as hard and deep as I could while my cum shot into her.  She
had been moaning and rolling around a little underneath me but when I came
she stopped and I was wondering if she had been doing it just as a show or
not.  I pulled back off of her and watched as my soft cock slowly pulled
itself out of her.
	Mr. Brown kind of pushed me to one side as he pushed his cock into
her.  She clung to him just as she had with me.  Mr. Brown was able to last
a little longer than I had and I noticed that she acted with Mr. Brown just
as she had with me.  When Mr. Brown had cum she rolled out from underneath
him and grabbed the washcloth.  She proceeded to clean herself up and then
pulled her panties back on.  She grabbed her gown as she left the room and
told us we could clean up before we left.
	We washed ourselves up, dressed, and left the house.  When we got
to the lumberyard the truck had been loaded and we climbed in and headed
back to the farm.  We rode for a little while without saying anything.
Mr. Brown finally looked at me and asked what I thought of the sex with the
girl.
	I thought for a few minutes and then said that I enjoyed the sex
with the girl.  He then said that maybe later on we could try some other
things and I would have a better idea as to which sex I would enjoy the
most.  Mr. Brown told me that it was good that I was able to have sex with
a girl because he had heard of some men and boys that no matter how hard
they tried they couldn't actually fuck a girl.
	When we got back to the farm we unloaded the truck just inside the
barn so it would be easier to move the lumber to where I would need it.
When we had finished Mr. Brown said that I could take the rest of the day
off and see if there was anything I could help my parents with.
	The next morning I was up early and was leaving when my father got
up to relieve himself.  He waved at me as I headed up the hill to the farm.
Mr. Brown was in the kitchen with just his underwear on as I knocked and
entered.  He left the room as I poured myself some coffee and moved the
food to the table.  When Mr. Brown returned he had his robe on and sat
down.  As we ate he asked me if I had dreamed about the girl that I had
been with.
	I was a little surprised that he even knew that I had dreamed about
anything.  I figured I could tell him about my dream since I had already
experienced most of my new sexual experiences with him.  I started off
telling him how my dream started off with me watching the girl as she came
closer to me completely naked.  I told him how I started sucking on her
breast and slowly moved down toward her pussy.  I started sucking her
little knot at the top of her pussy and it started to grow.  I told him how
it eventually grew into a complete cock and was stuck all the way down my
throat.  I had continued to suck on the cock, as my on cock wanted some
attention.
	I told him that I had started to cum and at that point had woke up.
I looked at him and asked if he had ever had such a dream and he told me
that he had.  He said he had dreams where there were only women and other
times he had dreams of only men.  He looked at me and asked if I was
interested in finding out something about my dream.  I wasn't sure what
he was asking and I guess he could tell by the look on my face.
	He said that since I had dreamed about sucking a cock and had
apparently cum while dreaming of this, that maybe I would want to try it
for real.  He said that if I didn't it was all right with him, but he
was there if I wanted to.
	I sat there thinking as I finished off my breakfast trying to
decide if I really did want to try it when my mind was made up for me as my
cock pushed against my jeans.  I glanced over at Mr. Brown and told him I
thought I wanted to try.  He grinned as he stood up and told me to follow
him to his bedroom.  When I got there he was already on the edge of the bed
and had pulled the chair next to him.
	I looked down and noticed that he had removed his underwear and his
cock was lying on top of his balls.  As I sat down I leaned in and started
fondling his balls and soft cock.  He told me to take all the time I wanted
that he would not rush me and if I didn't want to go through with it to
just stop and let him know.
	I leaned forward and put as much of his soft cock into my mouth.
There was a little taste that was new to me but not one that made me stop.
As I pushed his cock around in my mouth I could feel it start to swell.  I
pushed all of his cock out of my mouth except the head that was still
covered with his foreskin.  I pushed my tongue inside the foreskin and
started running my tongue around his cock head.  I heard him moan as his
cock head started pushing my tongue out of the foreskin.
	When I pulled my mouth off of his cock it was completely hard with
the purple head looking right at me as I noticed some pre cum leaking out
of the slit.  I flicked my tongue out and as I pulled the pre cum into my
mouth I forced as much of his cock into my mouth as I could.  I felt the
head of his cock hit the back of my mouth.  There were still a few inches
of his shaft not in my mouth and at that time I wanted all of it down my
throat just as I had dreamed.  I placed the cock head against the back of
my throat, as I swallowed I pushed the cock down my throat.  My first
reaction as I gagged was to pull the cock back out, but instead I continued
to swallow.  To my surprise the feeling of gagging had disappeared and I
was able to move my throat up and down on his cock.
	Mr. Brown had grabbed my head and was trying to keep from thrusting
his cock down my throat.  He was trying to let me do all the work, but it
was becoming hard for him to control himself.  I was getting really excited
about how much control I had over him while I had his cock deep in my
throat.  After several minutes of bobbing up and down on his cock I wanted
to know to know what it felt and tasted like to have a man cum in my mouth
and throat.
	I started bobbing faster and faster as I felt his grip on my head
become harder.  I knew he was getting closer and when I felt his cock swell
even more I knew it was about to happen.  The first blast almost caused me
to choke but I was able to control it as the second and third blast went
deep in my throat.  I pulled his cock out to where only the head was in my
mouth.  The last few blast hit the back of my mouth and I was able to get a
taste.  It wasn't salty like I figured it would be, but actually on the
sweet side.  It was a taste that you couldn't explain but one that you
wanted to continue to taste.
	Mr. Brown had fallen back on the bed and was trying to recover as
his breathing was coming back down to normal.  I continued to suck on his
cock until I was sure there was no more cum to taste.  I then licked his
cock clean and even licked his balls a couple of times as they slowly
dropped back down into his scrotum.  I sat up and pulled my cock out of my
pants and started jerking off.  Before Mr. Brown could stop me I had
squirted my cum all over his cock, balls, and stomach.
	When he felt my cum splattering on him he raised his head up just
as I leaned over and started cleaning the cum up with my tongue.  I noticed
there was a little difference in the taste of my cum compared to his.  When
I had finished cleaning up the cum Mr. Brown sat up and said it looked like
I had found one form of sex that I really enjoyed.  I grinned back at him
but didn't say anything.
	We cleaned ourselves up and I headed to the barn to start the
repairs.  I was almost sure I would get to taste Mr. Brown's cock again
before I was finished for the day.  I had made the repairs to the corrals
first because it looked as if it might rain later on and I knew I could
work inside the barn if it did.  I was moving the lumber around in the barn
to where it would be used when the rain started.  As I was removing the bad
pieces of lumber from the empty stalls, Mr. Brown came into the barn
shaking the rain off of his clothes.
	"How about a break." Mr. Brown said as he came toward me.
	"Fine with me but what is there to do in the barn for a
break?" I asked as I watched the funny grin cross his face.
	"We could let you practice your newfound love." He said as
he started unzipping his pants.  I wasn't disturbed by his behavior and
actually was excited about what I was about to do.  I dropped to my knees
and was swallowing his cock before it had time to get to its full size.  I
was able to swallow his cock without any discomfort to myself.  Mr. Brown
grabbed my head and started thrusting his cock deeper and deeper down my
throat.  He was now fucking my mouth and throat and I didn't have to do
anything but suck and swallow.  Mr. Brown didn't last as long as he had
earlier and I grabbed his ass to help steady him as I felt his legs buckle
a little when we was cumming.
	I pulled my mouth off of him and reached down to pull my own cock
out of my pants.  When I had managed to get it out and started to pump
furiously Mr. Brown told me to slow down that he had something he thought I
would like.  He then dropped his pants and moved over to where a couple
bales of hay were stacked with a horse blanket draped over the top of them.
He told me to move in behind him as he leaned over the bales and spread his
legs.  He then told me to fuck him up the ass.
	I hesitated at first since I had not even thought of fucking a
person's asshole.  When I located his asshole I noticed that he had
already applied something that made it very slippery.  I placed my cock
head at the entrance and pushed.  There was some resistance to my entrance,
but it slowly gave away and my cock head popped inside.  Mr. Brown grunted
as I could tell from the way his body tensed up that he had some pain.
	As I continued to push more of my cock entered his asshole.  I then
came up with a bright plan as I started pulling out just a little as I
pushed more back in.  I did this for about three minutes until all of my
cock was buried inside.  The tightness and warmth felt a lot better than
the pussy of the girl from the day before and I knew right then that I
preferred a tight asshole to a pussy anytime.  I started pumping faster and
faster and noticed that Mr. Brown's asshole was opening and closing
along with my thrust.
	The lubricant along with Mr. Brown's ass juices was allowing me
to move freely.  I heard him as he started moaning and groaning as I fucked
his asshole for all I was worth.  I noticed that his body tensed up and his
asshole clamped real tight on my cock just before a shudder went through
his body.  His body then relaxed and his asshole opened up as I rammed my
cock in as hard as I could.  I was really pumping fast and hard and by now
was sweating as I noticed a few drops fall from my face onto the top of
Mr. Brown's ass.
	I could not hold back any longer as my balls pulled up against my
cock and I started shooting my cum deep in Mr. Brown's asshole.  He
moaned as he felt my cock squirting into him.  I leaned over his ass and
onto his back for a few seconds as I caught my breath.  I raised up and
started pulling my soft cock out of Mr. Brown.  I watched as I noticed my
cum start to run out of his asshole.  Without even thinking I dropped down
and started licking up the cum.  It didn't take very long before
Mr. Brown's asshole had returned to its tight self and I stopped
licking.
	"Well how did you like that?" Mr. Brown asked as he turned
around and started to pull his pants up.
	I noticed that he had some cum dripping out of his foreskin so I
reached out and sucked the head of his cock into my mouth.  I then pushed
my tongue inside the foreskin and cleaned all the cum I could find.
Mr. Brown thanked me for the cleaning and said he had forgot that he had
cum while I was fucking him.  I looked at him a little puzzled as he
explained about a man's prostate and how it could be used to make a man
cum.
	We got dressed and I started to get back to work when Mr. Brown
told me to follow him to the house so we could get something to eat.  I
followed him into the house and shook the rain off of my clothes before I
entered the house.  Mr. Brown found us some bread and meat as we made
ourselves some sandwiches and sat down to eat and rest.
	As we were eating I started asking Mr. Brown about what it felt
like to be fucked up the ass. He told me that the first few times could be
painful unless it was done with someone who took their time.  He then
looked at me and asked why I was curious about it.  I told him that when I
was sucking his cock that my asshole had gotten a feeling about it that I
had never had before.  Mr. Brown looked at me and said that we would have
to wait for a later date to experiment with my asshole.
	I then asked him when was the first time he had been fucked up the
asshole.  He at first didn't want to tell me but then said he
didn't see what it could hurt by telling me.  He said that his first
time occurred when he was around twelve and on his way from school.  He
said that he and several boys had to walk several miles to and from school
and one day three of the boys had talked him into taking a short cut
through some woods.  When they were far enough into the woods the three
grabbed him and forced him to suck their cocks and then fucked him in the
ass.  He said that there was a lot of pain and it took several days before
he could walk and not feel any pain.
	He said that for the remainder of the year that he would have to
take the shortcut with the boys at least once a week or they said they
would tell everybody that I had sucked their cocks and taken their dicks up
my ass.  After the third or fourth time he said that he started enjoying
one of the boy's cock.  He was the one with the largest cock and he was
also the one who was a little gentler and seemed to enjoy the fucks more
than the others.  Mr. Brown said that that summer his family had moved and
his sucking and fucking had all but stopped after that for several years.
	We walked out onto the porch and noticed that the rain had let up
and I returned to the barn to continue the work out there.  I worked for
about three more hours until Mr. Brown came and told me I had worked enough
for the day and could go home.
	When I got home I headed out to the fields to help my father drain
off any water that was standing in the fields.  I really liked this part of
farming because I could get wet and muddy and it was perfectly fine.  Most
of the fields my father worked drained without any help.  He had been sure
to consider the rain and runoff when he planted the crops.  He was really
just watching as the water was running off nicely.
	When I got to him he said that we didn't have to get all muddy
today.  I must have looked sad when he said that, so he told me that
Mr. Jones' fields needed some help and he was sure he wouldn't mind
if we drained the one next to ours.
	We walked about fifty yards until we came to a small ditch, which
separated our field from Mr. Jones'.  I looked out across the field and
noticed that most of the rows were almost underwater.  I pulled my boots
off and waded to the ends of the rows and started digging a trench, which
allowed the water to run into the ditch.  I would move down about every ten
yards and open up another one.  I had managed to open about ten such
trenches when Mr. Jones came walking up next to my father who was just
watching me.  They stood there watching me as I started back toward them.
	I was completely wet from my waist down and was covered in mud from
my knees down.  When I reached them I noticed that over half of the water
that was there when I started was gone.  Mr. Jones asked if I was having
fun and he then thanked me for draining the field for him.  He invited us
back to his house for some tea or coffee as I grabbed my boots and carried
them with me.  Mr. Jones had four boys of his own but none of them were old
enough to help out in the fields yet.  We stayed out in the yard as his
wife brought us some tea and Mr. Jones and Dad talked about farming as I
tried to get most of the mud off of my pants.
	Mrs. Jones was watching me and told me to head to the back of the
house and she would send Charlie with a pair of old pants I could change
into.  I was still scraping some mud off of my pants when Charlie stepped
out on the porch.  He was somewhere in the age of 10 to 12 years old.  He
had a pair of pants and some underwear.  He led me to the barn where I
could change in a little privacy.  As we went inside I started removing my
pants as I noticed Charlie was watching.  When I was standing in only my
underwear Charlie moved closer where he could get a good look at the front
of my body.
	I looked down and noticed that my underwear was almost brown from
the dirty water that I had been playing in.  They also were hanging a lot
lower because of the wait of the water.  I knew that if I didn't change
that they would instantly soak the dry pants.  I could tell that Charlie
was curious to see what I had in my underwear and I could remember that at
that age I was just as curious, but not quiet as bold as he was being.
	I slid my hands underneath the waistband of my underwear and
started pushing them down.  As I pushed them down I covered up my groin
from Charlie's view.  When I stood up I had the underwear in my hands
and started ringing the water out of them.  I could have waited but decided
to give Charlie a little longer view of my cock and balls.
	I noticed his eyes had not moved from looking at my cock.  He took
a step toward me and before I knew what he was doing he had grabbed my cock
and pulled the foreskin back and was just holding it as he felt it start to
swell.  I was not about to do anything with him so I pulled my hips away
from him, which forced the foreskin back over the head of my cock.
	"Sorry but don't have time to play today maybe some other
time." I said as I started putting the dry underwear on.
	Charlie appeared to snap out of a trance as he started turning red
and grabbed at his own cock.  I continued to dress, as it was obvious that
Charlie was embarrassed at what he had done and didn't know what to
say.  He was still holding his own cock and I thought for a second that he
was going to hurt himself.  I told him to move over in the back of the barn
and relieve himself.
	He ran off into a far stall which I figured he used quiet often and
I could hear him moving around frantically for a few seconds before I heard
a muffled grunt and then silence for a few seconds.  He came walking back
toward me with a red face as I grinned at him but didn't say a word.
	When we got back to the front of the house Dad told Mrs. Jones that
we would wash and return the clothes.  She let us know that they were some
old clothes and she was in no hurry to get them back.  Dad and I started
back toward our house just as the sun was about to go down.  When we got
home Mom had our supper sitting on the table as we washed our hands and sat
down to eat.  We chatted about the crops and then Dad asked what I had done
at Mr. Brown's place.  I told him of the trip to get the lumber, of
course leaving out the house we visited.  I told him what I had been
repairing and that I was going to ask Mr. Brown if I could use a couple of
his horses and wagon to bring a load of manure that we could be spreading
on the garden.
	We finished our evening meal and started getting ready for bed.