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Nifty - Gay - Young Friends - Country Boy Cornhole

 
Date: Sat, 20 Oct 2012 15:38:19 +0000 (UTC)
From: fiveholepunch@comcast.net
Subject: Country Boy Cornhole

Country Boy Cornhole


My name is Caleb. I live on a farm. We grow corn. I have a Pa and a Ma.
I got a dog named Bear. He's real big, like a bear. He's pretty old,
though. Oh yeah, I also got a sister, Sarah. She's ten. She's all right
his sisters go, she generally leaves me alone.

I go to school. I'm in ninth grade. I just turned fifteen. Yeah, I got
held back. I'm not too good in school. I'm okay with that. My English
teacher gave the class an assignment. We had to write an essay. It had a
theme. The theme was "My favorite thing I did this summer was ______." I
wrote swimming. This wasn't true, but I couldn't write what my real
favorite thing was. I'd get in trouble. But, it got me thinking. I
decided I would write an essay about my favorite thing I did this summer.
I wouldn't turn it in in English class, though. Okay, here's my theme: "My
favorite thing I did this summer was cornholing." You can see why it would
get me in trouble.

During the summer when I was off school my Pa made me work in the mornings
after breakfast until lunch. I learned about machinery. I learned about
seeds and planting and watering. My Pa says I'll probably be a corn
farmer, so I better learn now. I guess I could be a farmer, but I kinda
wanted to drive a truck. Anyway, the best part of the summer was I was
free to go play from after lunch until supper time. Most the time I played
with two neighbor boys, Billy and Christian. They are brothers. They live
on the next farm over. They've got two younger sisters. Emma and Hannah
are friends with my sister Sarah. Our families are real good friends
mainly because there aren't any other farms for a few miles.

Billy is my best friend. He's in my class at school. His real name is
William, but I don't call him that. Billy is fourteen years old. He's got
dark hair and dark eyes. I guess I should say dark brown hair and brown
eyes. I've got dirty blonde hair and blue eyes like his brother Christian.
Christian is thirteen. Billy and me are pretty tall. We are six feet
tall. Christian is pretty tall, too. He's like 5'8" which is pretty tall
for thirteen. Billy and me are lean, but we're getting muscular.
Christian is just lean. We call him skinny, but just to tease him.

Billy and Christian's dad makes them work in the morning during the summer
just like my dad. After lunch we usually meet down by the woods. Our
farms are separated by a stream which comes out of the woods. The stream
has a dammed up pond for irrigation. We swim and fish in the pond. We
also roam the woods. We shoot at squirrels with a .22 when there's no one
in the fields. Our farms are pretty big, so it takes about fifteen to
twenty minutes to get down to the property line. We usually spend all
afternoon playing down there.

For summer work I wear jeans and a T-shirt with hard toe boots. But, when
my chores are over and it's really hot, I like to wear coveralls and go
barefoot. So do Billy and Christian. I like the freedom of wearing my
coveralls only, no underwear. It is cooler that way. After working all
morning we were usually hot and sweaty. A lot of times when we got down to
the pond, we would strip naked and would go for a swim to cool off. We
almost always swim naked except when the girls are around and sometimes
even then. We'd been doing this since we were kids.

Billy and me pretty much saw each other naked since he was eight. We
played with each other a lot. We started getting orgasms and coming at
about the same time. Billy was eleven and a half and I was around twelve.
Within a year we both had hair. Soon we started sucking each other. We
both knew from church we weren't supposed to do this so we didn't tell
anybody, not even Christian. He knew we played with each other. He never
told. We didn't let Christian see us sucking until last year when he
turned twelve. He wanted to do it, too. We finally let him.

I guess I should explain why Billy and me protected Christian. It's pretty
simple really. We both have really big dicks. Billy's dick hangs down
four inches. When it's hard it's six and one half inches long. It tapers
pretty good. The first three inches or so are easy to take, but the last
three are pretty thick, about two inches wide. My dick is only six inches
long, but it's really thick all the way. Kinda like a catfish, it's really
broad at the head. Christian, now that he's thirteen, has got hair. His
dick is five inches long, but long and straight. It's only about an inch
wide.

Now I know this is hard to believe, but Billy and me didn't start
cornholing until early this spring. Beating off was great fun. We never
thought of doing anything else until we started spunking. Even then it was
about six months before we started sucking each other. I guess we both
tasted our own in private first. Then after jacking off one time, I dared
Billy to taste mine. He did. The next time he dared me. I returned the
favor. That led to sucking each other. We beat off and sucked for a year.
I like the taste of Billy's come and he likes mine. But what we really
like is tasting each other's cock. Billy and me ain't cut. Billy's got a
real nice full foreskin. When it pulls back in my mouth it tastes real
good. Billy likes mine even better. As I said, my cockhead is real wide.
My foreskin covers the whole head, but it's pretty tight when it comes to
pulling back over the thick ridge. Billy really has to work it around in
his mouth to get it to fully retract. Billy says it has a real strong
taste.

I guess we didn't think about sex with girls that much or least I didn't.
I really didn't think about sex until my Pa sorta told me how babies were
made when I was almost fifteen. I asked Billy if he knew about sex and he
pretty much did. Billy's the one who told me about cornholing. He said he
heard other guys talk about how a guy could stick his cock in another guy's
ass. He said it's called cornholing. We laughed at that because we both
live on a corn farm. Billy said he'd like to try it. I wasn't too sure I
wanted Billy's cock in my ass and I didn't see how mine was gonna fit in
his. Billy agreed that it might be difficult, but wanted to try anyway.
Since he wanted to do it more than I did, he said I could go first.

We went back in the woods where no one could see. Billy sucked me to get
me wet. He dropped his jeans and underwear below his knees and leaned up
against a fallen tree. I tried my best to get it in, but it wasn't gonna
happen. Billy told me to just slide my cock in his crack. I didn't feel
that great to me, but Billy said felt good on his asshole. I told Billy to
let me stick it in between his legs. It felt real good. Billy squeezed
his legs together and my cock rubbed against his cock and hairy balls as I
thrust back and forth. When I shot, it got all over Billy's sweatshirt.
He didn't think that was too funny.

Billy said, "Okay, my turn." I still wasn't too sure and I told him, "If I
say stop, you better stop." Billy agreed. I sucked him and got the head
real wet. I turned around and dropped my jeans and underwear. Billy
started pushing at my hole. It did feel pretty good. I relaxed a little
and Billy pushed in a little. I tensed up and Billy popped back out. "Go
slow," I told Billy. We did this four or five times, each time Billy
getting a little more in. "Your hole is pushing my skin back," Billy said.
He sounded pretty excited. About the sixth time it just popped in. "It's
in," Billy said. "I know," I replied. Billy told me he was gonna push it
in more. Now, like I said, Billy's cock is tapered. Billy got about three
inches in and it started to really hurt. I told him that was enough.
Billy started pumping. It felt pretty good. Billy started huffing and
puffing and before I could say anything Billy blew his load in my hole. He
didn't last too long. I felt him pull out and my hole close up. Billy
said it was really good because it was so tight and hot. I told him it
felt pretty good. The only bad thing was, later on, walking around the
woods, Billy's come leaked into my underwear. I had to clean it up when I
got home so my Ma wouldn't see.

Billy and me didn't do any cornholing when Christian was around at first,
so most of the time we just sucked and jacked. Billy really wanted to do it
again so we had to make special plans to meet in the woods on those few
Saturdays when Christian wasn't around. It's a good thing he weren't
because when Billy was finally able to take my cock he was pantin' and
groanin' pretty good. I think he cried little at first and it wouldn't be
proper for Christian to see his older brother do that. Also, Billy used
pretty much every swearword in the book "Oh, Cal it's so fucking big
Jesus Christ, it's so thick harder Cal, harder!" I have to admit, him
talking like that made me go at it harder. The first few times Billy took
it all the way he wasn't walking around too good after we finished.

Now by the time summer rolled around we both had enough experience to know
how to relax to take each other's cock, but it was never easy. Like I said,
Billy was really long and his last three inches were good and thick. One of
the things that made it easier in the summer was that, after working for
five hours in the morning, we were pretty hot and sweaty and this seemed to
loosen up our holes more. And to tell you the truth, when we weren't so
clean, it kind of made it extra slippery.

One midsummer afternoon when all three of us were walking down to the
irrigation pond after finishing our morning work, Billy said he had
something to tell me. I asked what and Billy said that Christian knew about
us cornholing. I didn't know how I felt about Billy's little brother
knowing that. Christian spoke up and said, "Don't be mad at Billy, I just
figured out what you guys were doing." I asked Billy, "So now what?" Billy
said Christian wants to join in and do it with us. I wasn't too sure, but
then Billy told me that he already let Christian cornhole him a couple
times already in the equipment room of their barn. There weren't nothing I
could say after that.

It worked out pretty good because Christian really liked getting down on
his knees and sucking the guy getting cornholed, that was his favorite
thing. Sometimes Christian cornholed one of us when we were cornholing the
other guy. Christian's cock was real easy to take and felt really smooth
sliding back and forth. He went real fast. We called him "rabbit" just to
tease him. Both me and Billy agreed that being in the middle was
different. I only did Christian a few times because I really couldn't put
it in unless his brother did him first.

We spent nearly every afternoon that summer swimming, sucking, and
cornholing. We each had at least two comes each, sometimes more. Now that
school has started we don't have as much time to play in the woods, but we
try to go out there every chance we get.

Well, here's my essay:


"My Favorite Thing I Did This Summer" by Caleb Johnson

My favorite thing I did this summer was cornholing with my friends Billy
and Christian. We did this nearly every day in the woods and sometimes
down by the irrigation pond. We all cornholed each other. I don't know
which one I like best, getting cornholed or cornholing my friends.

Christian, who is Billy's little brother, is thirteen years old. It is
really easy to take his cock because it's only five inches long and one
inch across. Christian pumps real fast on account of his being young. It
is harder to take Billy's cock because it's six and one half inches long
and really thick near the base. Billy can last a long time if he wants to.
I like Billy's cock the best.

I like cornholing my friends. Billy likes my cock because it's really
thick. I like it when Billy grunts and moans when I slide my cock in and
out of his ass. It gets me excited and I come hard. Christian can take my
cock, but only after his brother cornholes him first to loosen him up.
Christian likes sucking our cocks more than cornholing. Christian is a
better cocksucker than his brother. I like watching Christian suck his
brother's cock, but I like watching him suck mine more.

Now that school has started we don't have as much time to cornhole like we
did during the summer. We can only do it on Saturday. I can't wait until
next summer when we can do it almost every day. This is how I spent my
summer vacation.


I wonder what kind of grade I would've gotten on my essay. I only got a C
on my swimming essay.



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