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When I Was A Kid
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As a boy growing up on the farm there was always something not working like it should. Dad worked in town and farmed too, when something would break down dad would call this guy to come and fix it, I was 15 when that guy moved away, and dad got this old black guy to come fix things.
The first time he called him he told me to just show him where it was, and stay away from him, dad said he acted odd around young boys. The water pump needed fixing and he showed up, I showed him where it was, but for some reason I stayed with him, watching and talking to him.
He seemed nice, asked a lot of questions, some embarrassed me, like do you ever get a hard on, have you ever stuck it in anything, have you ever played with somebody eles's dick. One time he took a piss right in front of me, his dick was as black as he was. He fixed several things and one time asked me to play with his dick, it ended up with me jacking him off.
I felt easy around him, and he started comming out just to check on something he'd fixed, one day after I turned 16 things had gone pretty far, and that day while pretending to check the lights in the barn things went all the way. He played with me, I played with him, I sucked his dick, (it wasn't the first time) then he fucked me.
He was easy and took his time, and even though it embarrassed me, I loved it, and when he asked if I'd let him do that again I said yes, for the rest of the summer he'd show up once or twice a week just to check on something. And I always let him fuck me.
I didn't think anybody knew about it, but I dad had an idea about what was going on, cause one day just as we were comming out of the barn dad told him he wouldn't have anymore things for him to fix, and not to come back.
I missed him comming for a month or so, but one night at the local drive in theater, I saw him in the consession stand, and he invited me to the basement. I went down with him, knowing what he wanted, and let him fuck me, I let him a few more times after that, but then he moved away. I think dad always knew but he never said anything.
The first time he called him he told me to just show him where it was, and stay away from him, dad said he acted odd around young boys. The water pump needed fixing and he showed up, I showed him where it was, but for some reason I stayed with him, watching and talking to him.
He seemed nice, asked a lot of questions, some embarrassed me, like do you ever get a hard on, have you ever stuck it in anything, have you ever played with somebody eles's dick. One time he took a piss right in front of me, his dick was as black as he was. He fixed several things and one time asked me to play with his dick, it ended up with me jacking him off.
I felt easy around him, and he started comming out just to check on something he'd fixed, one day after I turned 16 things had gone pretty far, and that day while pretending to check the lights in the barn things went all the way. He played with me, I played with him, I sucked his dick, (it wasn't the first time) then he fucked me.
He was easy and took his time, and even though it embarrassed me, I loved it, and when he asked if I'd let him do that again I said yes, for the rest of the summer he'd show up once or twice a week just to check on something. And I always let him fuck me.
I didn't think anybody knew about it, but I dad had an idea about what was going on, cause one day just as we were comming out of the barn dad told him he wouldn't have anymore things for him to fix, and not to come back.
I missed him comming for a month or so, but one night at the local drive in theater, I saw him in the consession stand, and he invited me to the basement. I went down with him, knowing what he wanted, and let him fuck me, I let him a few more times after that, but then he moved away. I think dad always knew but he never said anything.
