Date: Fri, 21 May 2010 01:34:44 -0400 From: JACK NELSON Subject: Cox Family. 2 When I finally got out of bed and dressed, I went to the bathroom to piss. I didn't lock the door because I didn't think anyone was upstairs. I had pulled my pants and underwear down to my ankles and began to let it go. While getting relief from the amount of urine in my bladder I suddenly heard the door open. I turned quickly pissing out of the bowl onto the floor and found Mr. Cox standing there. He said he didn't mean to scare me but didn't think anyone else was upstairs. I couldn't help continuing to dribble on the floor but Mr. Cox took hold of me and said quietly "That's OK. Don't worry about it. I'll clean it up." He said he had come up to go to the bathroom because the one downstairs was full and he was ready to burst. Without saying a word he pulled out his dick and moving me slightly to the side began to piss in the bowl while I was still doing the same. His dick was flaccid but thick and long. I stared at it. He asked me if I cared about sharing with him. I uttered something in the negative and he continued unloading his dick which sounded like a cow's piss on a rock. I was, of course, struck dumb by the sight. I had never seen my father's dick and this was the first time I had seen a grown man so casually revealing his privates in front of me. When he slowly finished, I was standing there staring at him while he shook his dick several times to get all the urine out. He looked at me several times and could tell that I was transfixed by what I was seeing. He asked me if I had not shared pissing with my father. I said no. My father was, I thought, a prude. I had never even seen him in his shorts much less naked. Mr. Cox said that his boys and he had never been afraid to be naked around each other and often while out on the farm had pissed in front of each other. In fact, he said, we used to try to see which one of us could piss farther. I said nothing but continued to stare at his dick which he left out and with his hands moved the skin up and down. He asked me if I had ever jacked off. I said "Yes." He said well I need to jack off now and if you don't mind I am going to do it but you will have to join me. My dick was still hanging limp. I had made no effort to put it back in my pants being so astonished at what was happening. He knew I was nervous but reassured me that no one would interrupt us because they had all gone for a walk and no one was in the house. He had heard the commode downstairs flush and then the back screen door shut so he knew the house was empty. He then began to play with his cock until it began to grow larger. He looked at me and said "come on boy let's have a little fun while we can." He reached over and took my dick in his hand and started slowly moving it up and down until it began to grow. It became very stiff quickly and then he left it to me to continue while he went back to his own stiff cock and continued to "jack" it. He moaned as his hands moved more quickly on his cock; I began to imitate what he was doing. My cock was about to blow its load when Mr. Cox reached over and stopped me. "Let's take our time boy -- don't rush it. It'll be better if we take it slowly." My heart was flying. I felt flushed and almost faint. He recognized my being over-excited and moved to the sink to filled a wash cloth with cold water. He put it on my face and over my head and said not to get so excited. He told me that his two boys loved to do this with him as long as their mother never knew anything about it. "It's strictly men's fun," he said and laughed. I was relaxed a bit and he put his arms around my shoulder. He knew I had never had the same experience because I was not a "country boy." He then told me that my father was not the prude I thought he was and proceeded to tell me things about my father I would never have guessed. I began to think that my Dad and Mr. Cox had done this many times before. "Yes," he said, "your Dad and I and quite a few other men did this often when we were in the army. It was necessary." He looked at me and smiled. Then he began to jack his thick dick again and nodded to me to begin again also. He had taken his pants and shorts off so I did the same and we faced each other while we jacked our cocks in unison. I was relaxed by now and enjoying the experience. I loved it. He told me to aim at the shower curtain as he did and indicated that we were going to have a competition. I was the first to shoot and it was a load like I had never before had. It hit the curtain with a thud about half way up. Then Mr. Cox let go his load which was tremendous and his cum went all over the curtain from top to bottom. He beat me by a mile. We then got in the tub behind the curtain and he turned the water on to clean the stickiness off both our cocks. He soaped his hands and cleaned my cock and then his cock. He rinsed both of us with clear water and then grabbed a towel and dried us both. While toweling he had both our cocks in his hands at the same time and played with both while drying us off. I began to get hard again and he did too but there was not enough time to go at it again. We quickly dressed and as we left the bathroom he asked if my brother would like to do this. I quickly said "No way!" But Mr. Cox said both his boys would do it with me any time and any place. I should not be bashful. "Wow," I thought, "I can't wait." Then Mr. Cox said that there would be three young men on the farm in the afternoon and they were also "country boys." I knew what he meant. As we left I thought of the afternoon and the potential for a sexual experience with a bunch of guys that I could never have imagined. I'll tell you what happened the next time "we meet."