=========================================================================== BBS: First Impression BBS Date: 08-03-93 (06:56) Number: 14913 From: BUTCH BEAR Refer#: NONE To: ALL Recvd: NO Subj: RON, DON, & LON Conf: (103) FANTASY --------------------------------------------------------------------------- When I was just a teenager. I spent a lot of time on my uncle's farm. Just about every summer I was there doing what you do on a farm. I gathered eggs and fed the livestock. Sometimes I would get to drive the tractor all the way to the back of the property where there was a small creek flowing through. Those were the best times of all back there by myself in the shade of the many cotton wood trees and elms. And being the horney teenager I was I could whip off a load or two with no destractions. On the next farm over the rise there was a white family, the Dewitts. My uncle called them poor white trash because they were farming in an all black comunity. But I thought they were very nice. Mrs. Dewitt always had a fresh picher of lemonade iced on a hot day, and a ready smile even when she was working hard. Her long blond hair was always tied into a tight bun on the back of here head, and you rarely saw it down. Mr. Dewitt thought nothing of stopping in the middle of hard work to talk about just any old thing. I heard my aunt and some other ladys taling about them once, they were saying that Mr. & Mrs. Dewitt were really brother and sister, and thats why they were shunned by the white community and gossiped about by the Black. The more I thought about it the more I believed it. They did look an awfull lot alike, They both had the same blond hair, to say nothing of fascial features. But the clincher of it all were their three sons, Ron, Don, & Lon, the triplets. Not only did they look like their parents but talk was they were retarded because they were inbread. I loved to watch them working in their fields in the hot sun. they were all bronze and blond. Sometimes they would even work in unison when they were out there by themselves and thought no one was watching. And then they would all stop and go to the water jug for a cool drink at the same time, they were fascinating. The hard work of the farm had formed their bodies into walking works of art too, each indentical to the other. Not like the men I jerked off over in the glossies, but smooth and hard. When they got really sweaty they often took off their shirts and just let one strap of their over-alls hang over the shoulder exposing one hard chiseled tit. The sun had also done it's work on their hair, bleaching it a pale yellow-white along with the rest of the hair that I could see. It fairly glowed in the sun. It was on one of those days out by the creek that I would meet the Dewitt boys up close and personal. ... OFFLINE 1.40 * Why do men have tits? Why ask why --- GEcho 1.00/beta+ * Origin: The Looking Glass BBS 838-7575 HST/V.32bis/V.42bis (1:170/706) =========================================================================== BBS: First Impression BBS Date: 08-08-93 (22:52) Number: 18620 From: BUTCH BEAR Refer#: NONE To: ALL Recvd: NO Subj: RON, DON & LON PART 2 Conf: (103) FANTASY --------------------------------------------------------------------------- It fairly glowed in the sun. It was on one of those days out by the creek that I would meet the Dewitt boys up close and personal. The temprature had been running over the 100 mark all week and it seamed as if everything was just on the verge of melting into the ground. I had finally convinced my uncle that I could run the tractor and plow all by myself, and was doing so when to darn thing quit on me. After about an hour of checking wires and looking at the engine I decided to take a break. After all it was about noon and I was covered with sweat. It was just a short walk to the creek and some much needed shade. so I struck out. I couldn't wait to get into the water and cool off so I didn't. I just jumped right in clothes and all, it felt so good in the cool water. I got out and stripped down turning to hang my clothes on a nearby bush, and then jumped right back in. After I felt I had gotten wet enough I got out and sat on the bank with my back up against an old cotton-wood and just let the wind dry me off. I was relaxed all over...except for one part of me that had sprang up demanding attention. What the hell I thought as I gently fingered my throbbing dick pulling the hood back and watching as a clear drop of fluid formed on the purple head. I used my thumb to smear it all around the tight skin making it even more sensitive. The cool water had shrunk my balls into a hard sack that was starting to loosen and hang down into the grass as my hand cupped them and jiggled them around. then I started to rud my smooth chest and nipples making them hard and firey. Then I heard the bushes rustle a little more than the wind blowing them. I thought I was my uncle looking for me when I caught sight of a blond shock of hair through the bushes. It was one of the Dewitt boys watching me. I didn't want to scare him off so I didn't make any sudden moves. I guess I was as curious about him too. I called out in a normal voice that I could see him so he might as well come on over. slowly he rose from the bushes and advanced to where I was sitting. "Howdy" I said as he hunkered down next to me, but he said nothing,just kept looking at me sitting there nakid. "Did you come over to take the water too ?" Still he said nothing so I reached out to slap him on the knee and he bolted upright. "Huh" he said "I said did you come over to cool off too." "yeah, I comes here a lot muh brothers does too. We likes to cool off a lot" "Well there's the water, what-cha waitin for" Before my words had echoed he was out of his over-alls and into the water. All I saw was a tight tanned ass bobbing toward the creek. He splashed a while and came out of the water and sat next to me again. but this time more slowly and I got to see more of him. He was covered with fine blond hair all over his body that from a distance gave him the appearance of being hairless. Like me his balls were pulled up tight to his crotch. But his dick was hard and stiff just like mine. "I ain't never seen a nig...I mean a colored man nekkid before" "Do tell, well I ain't never seen a white one before nither" He must have seen me looking at him while he was looking at me. "Yo pecker is sho-nuff biggern mine" he said stareing. "Not by much" I added "You-all likes to cool off to ?" he said moving closer "Yeah, there aint nothin betten that on a....." I couldn't even get the rest of my senteance out befor he sprang on me, grabbed my dick, skined it back and swallowed it. He was much stronger than his body gave evidence to and pinned he to the ground. I was so startled that I did'nt even fight back till I was well pinned. His tongue was every where on my crotch suckin, slurping, licking. And my virgin dick was loving every minute of it. I was getting my first blow job. All I could see was his blond hair bobbing up and down in a blur of motion. I was lost to him, he had me. I put my hands on his shoulders and felt the muscles working under that tight bronze skin. Just then his mouth left my dick and found my balls sucking them both in at the same time and useing the tongue to roll them around inside. If I thought I was lost before I was destroyed now. My body's lust had taken over and I had no control over it. I grabbed his shoulders now and gripped for all I was worth as his other hand came up and started pinching my hard nipples, they had never been harder. A steady stream of fluid was dripping from the end of my dick as he brought his other hand around to grab it and start to jerk the loose skin up and down. My body was starting to get very rigid and the muscles were standing out like they were chisled from stone, I had passed the point of no return. All I could do was grunt and moan. Just when I thought I could take no more his mouth left my balls and sank down over my dick all the way to the short and curlys. I could feel his throat muscles working over the head and shaft, driving me over the edge. I came as I had never cum before. Great globs and spurts went down his throat into his own heaving chest. He took it all moaning and sighing his own pleasure at having gotten me off. For me it was like having every bit of my guts pulled out through my dick. I sank back into the grass but he stayed on me sucking and pulling at me with his throat till I just couldn't take anymore. I dont know where the strength came from but I managed to push him off. He rolled over on his back and released his own twitching dick and without touching it started to shoot off. It was like a fountain, spurt after spurt arching over his belly and landing on his face and chest. His eyes were rolled back into his head and he was clearly somewhere else. When he came to himself he looked at me and asked if I was cooled down yet. Then I knew what he had ment before, and I felt very cool indeed. We talked for awhile and I learned that he was Lonnie, the youngest of the three boys. "Where did you learn to do that" I asked. "My brothers done learned me" he said proudly "We does it all the time, but I never done a colored before. It shore got me goin to git yer rod down my throat like that." We talked for a while and I got the impression that while he might not be too bright he did have his own charm about him, clean open face and eyes bluer than I had ever seen on a white man before. He was quick to laugh and very affectionate. He loved to touch me especially my dick which since he had just sucked dry I figured was his right. We were laying there talking when I heard my uncle calling me in the distance and we both scrambled to get dressed "This is our secret Lonnie" I wispered loudly,"do you go tellin nobody, ok?" He looked crest fallen "Kin we do it again ?" he asked in a low voice. "yeah" I said When ever we can get by ourselves down here by the creek" And then he was gone putting on his straps as he went through the bushes. I called out to my uncle and took him admonishment for not getting my chores done. but all the time I was thinking about Lonnie and what else his brothers might have "learned" him. I would find out all too soon. ... 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