Date: Thu, 23 Jul 2020 18:24:01 +0000 From: Neil M Subject: Jasper's Tricks: Chapter 1 gay/incest/rural Jasper's Tricks Hey everyone! Just a reminder that if you love all of the fun and sexy content on Nifty, please feel free to lend your support and send a donation. http://donate.nifty.org/ All characters and events depicted in this story are purely of my imagination. Any resemblance to incidents and people alive or dead is totally coincidental. This is completely a work of fiction. I made it all up. In the universe this story takes place in, the characters don't have to worry about safe sex. But in our reality, it's always a good idea to take precautions. Please consider using protection in your own story, because any decision you make today may possibly affect your life tomorrow. Now, onto our story. Jasper was bored. Lying on his bed in his underwear, he contemplated how he was going to fill his days now that it was summer time. Living life in a small, uneventful, Midwestern town, it could be difficult for a young person to find ways to pass the time. The last month of his life had been a busy one. He had graduated from high school a couple of weeks ago and then just last week, he had celebrated his eighteenth birthday. Now that he had come upon and then crossed over these two very big milestones in his life, he wasn't sure what to do next. Not having any idea what to study in college, he decided to take a gap year and not go to university in the fall. Since he wasn't going to go to college yet, Jasper faced his newest challenge: making money. For a couple of years, he had been a part time server at a local cafe. But just a few months ago, Bob, the owner of the cafe, had decided to retire and close the business, leaving him unemployed. Being a small guy at 5'4 and not even weighing 110ibs, a lot of the local farmers didn't want to hire him because they didn't think he could do much of the heavy work that was required of a farm hand. Though Jasper had managed to save up some money before he lost his job, he knew he was going to have to figure out a way to make more. Thinking about all his personal issues, Jasper started to feel tense. Whenever he felt overwhelmed by life, the one thing that always seemed to help him relax was to masterbate. Still on his back, Jasper raised his hips as he slid his underwear down his legs, kicking them off with his feet. Now that he was naked, he spit in his palm and began to stroke his cock. Slowly, his body began to writhe, sensually stroking his cock with one hand while massaging his balls with the other. He turned over on his stomach, pointing his young round ass skyward. Now on his chest with his ass in the air, he flexed his cock outward between his legs and caressed his shaved, bald, pubic area; his mouth agape. He began to fantasize about having sex with all the older men in his town. He thought about Dwayne Olmsted, the middle aged father of two, who owned the gas station out on I-80. Pastor Jackson, the minister of his church with the bald head and the large masculine hands. Mr Tandy, his high school gym teacher with the curly, salt and pepper hair and the muscular thighs. He had wondered what it would feel like to be fucked by them individually, as well as what it would feel like if they all took turns on him at the same time. Though Jasper had a wild, pervy, sex life in his imagination, in his real life, he had actually only had sex once. Last year, when he was seventeen, he had been biking home from closing the cafe when he decided to take a short cut through the local adult bookstore parking lot. Right as he was riding in front of a parked semi-truck, the trucks headlights flashed twice at him. Stopping his bike, he turned around to look at the truck. He could see the driver with his window open, smoking a cigarette. He was shirtless and wearing a baseball cap. Once he saw Jasper stop, he called to him. "Eh, boy...yeah, you. Why don't you come on over here." Jasper, disobeying everything he had been taught growing up about not talking to strange men, rode his bike over to the driver's door. "Yes sir," Jasper said timidly. The trucker, noticing how young Jasper was, decided to invite the boy in. "Wanna hop up?" Jasper most assuredly did want to hop up. After he parked his bike on the side of the passenger door, he climbed up into the cab of the semi-truck. Once inside, he looked over at the burly, hairy, yet muscular trucker. He was naked, except for the baseball cap and a pair of cowboy boots. At first, Jasper felt embarrassed for staring at the nude man's body for as long as he did, and quickly looked away. The trucker noticed this. "Don't worry, boy. Ain't no shame in staring at a man with no clothes on. Besides, I reckon it won't be long for your nekkid too." The trucker grinned slyly at Jasper. The trucker offered Jasper a beer, but in an effort to be a good church boy, he declined. Not long after the trucker finished his beverage, they both moved to the back of the cab. Now, Jasper was naked, kneeling in front of the trucker as he fucked his mouth. The trucker fucked his new friends throat with gusto. Holding the sides of the boys head, he drove his hard prick deep in the boy's mouth. Being it was Jasper's first time with a cock down his throat, he gagged on the truckers dick as spit and semen ran out between his lips and down his chin. Not long after this, Jasper was in doggie position as the trucker forcefully pumped his young hole from behind. The man was fucking Jasper so hard, his whole body was jerking back and forth. At first, Jasper was a little frightened by the man's aggressive manner. However, it didn't take long for him to notice how much he was enjoying having his ass fucked. Unable to hold out any longer, the trucker pulled out of Jasper's hole, covering his smooth ass with his load. Noticing that Jasper hadn't come yet, the trucker told him to lay on his back. The trucker tried to get his dick hard again so he could stick it back in Jasper's hole while he jerked off. Unable to get hard a second time, the trucker found the next best thing. He grabbed the thick glass beer bottle he'd been drinking out of and sucked on the narrow end, getting it wet. He inserted the bottle into Jasper's hole and began to slowly fuck him with it. Feeling the warm hard bottle massage his prostate, Jasper started jerking his cock. Within seconds, Jasper ejaculated his wet load all over his stomach and chest. He had gotten so excited that some of his load shot onto his face. This made the truck driver crack up, which in turn made Jasper laugh as well. "Boy, that's quite a pistol you're packin," said the trucker. After he said goodbye to the trucker, Jasper continued on his way home. Unable to sit on his bike seat, he walked it the rest of the way to his house. While he was walking, he reflected on what had just happened to him. As he pondered the situation, he realized something about himself. He discovered that he loved being dominated by another man. He thought about how much he loved getting fucked, and how he wanted it to happen as often as possible, with as many men as he could find. Back on his bed, Jasper continued to pleasure himself. With the music coming from his Bluetooth speaker, he failed to hear the knocking at his bedroom door. Along with the knocking came an older mans voice. "Jasper?" It was Jasper's adopted father, Brian. Claire, Jasper's mother, had lived in the city with Jasper's bio father when he had been born. But five years later, he walked out on Jasper and his mom. About four years after that, Claire moved back to her hometown with her son. A year after that, when Jasper was ten, Claire met Brian. Within a year of meeting each other, they were married. Sadly, his mom died two years after they were married. Not having any living family left to care for the boy, Brian adopted Jasper and raised him as his own. After he knocked and called out his son's name numerous times, he decided to peek into his room. Opening the door just a crack, Brian got an eyeful. On the bed he saw his son, stark naked, writhing in ecstasy, his butt in the air as he fingered his hole. Startled, he shut the door with a bang. Standing frozen in front of the door, he realized how loud the noise had been. Brian heard the music from the Bluetooth speaker shut off. For a moment, there was awkward silence, then he heard his son's voice, "Dad?" Slowly, Brian opened the door and cautiously poked his head in the room. This time he saw Jasper sitting on the edge of his bed, with a just a sheet covering the lower part of his body. Jasper smiled nervously at his father. Not making eye contact with Jasper, Brian entered the room. He began stammering as he addressed his son. "I-I-I just finished laundry and I wanted to put some of your t-shirt's away." Jasper was mortified. He knew his father had seen what he was doing to himself; now he had no idea what to say to him. In an effort to cut the tension in the room, Brian began to speak. "The air's kinda thick in here; we should open a window. Jasper watched his dad open his bedroom window, still unable to speak directly to him. After Brian opened the window, he sat down on Jasper's bed, making sure to leave a little space between them. "Son, I want you to know...if you ever have any questions you'd like to ask me, you can. I promise...I promise to try and be open to whatever you'd like to talk about." Jasper was in agony. He knew his father was very conservative and believed in going to church every Sunday. He also knew he would have no idea what to say about seeing his teenage son rolling around on his bed, fingering himself. "It's okay, dad. I'm fine. I was just napping." Jasper labored hard to get the lie out. After a few more minutes of awkward silence, Brian reached over and quickly patted his son's hand; it was still wet. "Okay then, ummm, wash up and come down to dinner," said Brian, quickly exiting the room. After his father left the room, Jasper, letting the sheet fall off his nude body, walked over to his bedroom door and closed it. Instantly, tears began to stream down his face. He remembered how close he and Brian had been when he first met him as a boy. Now, he felt like ever since his mom died, Brian just didn't love him anymore. The next day, Jasper had decided to go for a long bike ride to get some exercise and clear his head. Feeling like exploring new territory, instead of biking out on interstate 80, he would venture out on the less travelled highway 10. After he had been out on his bike for an hour, Jasper decide to stop and take a break. Standing with his bike still in-between his legs, he took his sleeveless t-shirt off and tucked it into the back of his shorts. The shorts he had on were very small, just covering his privates and butt cheeks. In the right light, they were also a little see through; they were his favorite pair. They were so soft that he enjoyed not wearing underwear with them. After a brief pause, he continued down the road on his way. Another hour went by and Jasper stopped again. He reached around to the back of his shorts, wanting to use his t-shirt to wipe his brow when he realized it wasn't there. He must've dropped it on the road sometime back. "Oh well," he said to himself. At least this way he'd get a tan. As he drank from his water bottle, he realized he needed to pee. He was just about ready to whip out his dick on the side of the road, when off in the distance he saw a rest stop building. Pedaling towards the structure, he realized it was pretty old and deserted. When he got to the faded red brick structure, he leaned his bike up against the building and cautiously entered. Inside, the restroom was humid and faintly smelled of piss. Jasper saw a couple of urinals, as well as a couple of stalls with phone numbers and profane writings and drawings on them. He walked over to the first urinal and pulled his shorts down, letting them drop to his ankles. With his bare butt completely exposed, he began to urinate. He loved being naked, and he especially enjoyed being naked in public. As he finished pissing, he looked over at the toilet stalls. On the side of the first one, he saw a hole carved into its outer wall. He'd never seen anything like that on a public bathroom stall before. At first he wondered if it was for ventilation; then, he saw an eye appear in the hole. "Hey kid," said a man's voice. Surprised, Jasper squatted down and quickly tried to pull his shorts up. "Wait, wait, wait!" said the voice from the stall. "You don't have to pull em up. Leave the shorts down." Jasper stared at the gloryhole for a few seconds. Then, he did what the man's voice told him to do and dropped them back down. He heard the man's voice again. "You wanna make ten dollars, kid?" Again, Jasper stared at the gloryhole for a minute, then he spoke to the unseen man, "Yes sir." Chuckling, the man answered, "Whoa, you're a polite whore." Jasper felt like he should be offended. But secretly, he got a little excited when the stranger called him a whore. Even though Jasper was willing, he was slightly confused about what to do next. "What should I do, sir?" In a patient tone of voice, the male voice spoke up."Just stick your dick through the hole," he said. Jasper didn't hesitate. Quietly, one foot at a time, he stepped out of the shorts around his ankles. Now that he was naked, except for a pair of running shoes, he walked towards the gloryhole. Once there, he did what the unseen man told him to do. Not even a second after he slid his cock through the hole, he felt a warm wet mouth wrap around his dick. Jasper was loving this. Breathing heavily, he let some strange man suck his cock through a wall. After a few minutes, the man spoke up, "C'mon, fuck my mouth." Jasper gleefully obliged. With vigor, Jasper pushed his cock against the hole. His butt cheeks tightening and releasing as he pumped his pelvis against the stall partition. He could hear the man, moaning with pleasure as he greedily sucked Jasper's cock. A few minutes after Jasper heard the man moan, the man propositioned him again. "I'll give you another twenty if you come in here and suck my dick." At this point, Jasper was under the man's spell. He most likely would've done anything he asked of him. "Okay," he said. Jasper walked to the front of the stall, his erect, wet cock sticking out rigidly from his pubic area. As he was just about to open the stall door, he started to think about all the sexual possibilities that awaited him on the other side. If you enjoyed reading this story, please come back and find out what happens when Jasper joins the stranger in the stall. Please feel free to email me with any praise, critiques, or ideas you may have. I always appreciate thoughtful feedback.