- When I Was A Kid -
Straight Male / 72
Saw Them In The Stables
When I was a young boy I would spend the summers on my grandparents farm with my older sister. She was about 2 years older than me and all of my friends always had crushes on her.
This particular summer we were spending helping out and being “productive” and my parents would put it, I had just turned 12 and still didn’t know much about the birds and bees.
I would always finish my chores as quickly as possible so that I could play the rest of the day with my friend Jeffrey who lived down the road. We would often take advantage of the acres of pasture, woods, creeks, barn, and stables to play hide and seek.
One day we were playing about and I was “it”. In searching for Jeffrey, I came near the stables and heard some rustling inside and thought perhaps I could sneak up on Jeffrey and surprise him. I knew the horses were out at pasture so sneaking up on him would be easy. I crawled in through one of the doors and made my way down to the stall where I heard the noise. As I got closer I could make out grunting and heavy breathing along with the sound of shuffling hay. In my confusion I decided to investigate further without drawing attention to myself.
I entered the stall next to it and found a knot hole in one of the planks. I looked through and was shocked to find myself looking at a profile view of my sister completely naked on top of someone who was laying on a blanket and hay bale. She was moving her hips forwards and backwards and grunting as a pair of hands slide up her flat stomach and began to fondle her tiny breasts. As I moved to get a fuller look at the scene in front of me I saw the other person’s face. It was my grandfather.
My grandfather was not a small man. He had a large and hairy belly and a full white beard. His hands were coarse and weathered along with his wrinkled skin. My sister could not have been further juxtaposed to him in appearance. She was very petite and as I mentioned, she had very small breasts. Her tiny frame was in stark contrast to his as they moved and panted together. I saw her hands pressed firmly into his soft chest and her fingers disappeared into his think and curly hair.
Her firm bubble butt was really the only part of her you could see compared to her otherwise narrow silhouette and it would jiggle with each thrust of her hips. Their movements were hypnotic to my young mind and I couldn’t understand exactly what I was watching but I was enjoying it.
I watched as they shifted on the bale and at one point my grandfather had to reposition himself to keep from falling off. From this new angle I was watching my sister’s back and had a more direct view of her incredible butt. My grandfather’s hands found her hips and lifted her up slightly and that is when I saw him begin to thrust quickly up and into her, causing ripples in her butt and hips while I got my first look at his sagging balls dancing and slapping against her. Her moans grew louder and frantic and shortly after I saw my grandfather’s legs spread wider and he thrust into her one more time and stayed lodged deep inside her while she began to spasm and clench her buttocks over and over while a roar came from my grandfather’s chest.
They stayed frozen for a few moments before collapsing back down and I saw my sister lean forward onto his chest. This gave me a clear view of my grandfather’s hair balls hanging below the base of his penis lodged deep inside my sister’s vagina. It was fascinating and I couldn’t look away. Their voices were soft and muffled but shortly after I saw my sister lift a leg off of him and his penis slid out of her followed by a torrent of semen. I watched as she was half bent over and more semen oozed out of her. I had no idea what it was but I remember it like it was yesterday.
They never knew I was there and throughout that summer I often saw them scamper off or return from some unknown place. I never came across another netting place for them but I knew what they were up to.
That fall when we returned home, I remember a hullabaloo with my parents and sister. I overheard accusations about being a “slut” and discussion about another boy that lived near my grandparents along with conversation about a doctor’s appointment to “resolve” things. Looking back it was clear she had an abortion that year and our parents thought the culprit was another young boy that I know she never spent time with.
To this day I think back to that day many, many years ago. I would be lying if I said it didn’t excite me and occupy my fantasies to this day
This particular summer we were spending helping out and being “productive” and my parents would put it, I had just turned 12 and still didn’t know much about the birds and bees.
I would always finish my chores as quickly as possible so that I could play the rest of the day with my friend Jeffrey who lived down the road. We would often take advantage of the acres of pasture, woods, creeks, barn, and stables to play hide and seek.
One day we were playing about and I was “it”. In searching for Jeffrey, I came near the stables and heard some rustling inside and thought perhaps I could sneak up on Jeffrey and surprise him. I knew the horses were out at pasture so sneaking up on him would be easy. I crawled in through one of the doors and made my way down to the stall where I heard the noise. As I got closer I could make out grunting and heavy breathing along with the sound of shuffling hay. In my confusion I decided to investigate further without drawing attention to myself.
I entered the stall next to it and found a knot hole in one of the planks. I looked through and was shocked to find myself looking at a profile view of my sister completely naked on top of someone who was laying on a blanket and hay bale. She was moving her hips forwards and backwards and grunting as a pair of hands slide up her flat stomach and began to fondle her tiny breasts. As I moved to get a fuller look at the scene in front of me I saw the other person’s face. It was my grandfather.
My grandfather was not a small man. He had a large and hairy belly and a full white beard. His hands were coarse and weathered along with his wrinkled skin. My sister could not have been further juxtaposed to him in appearance. She was very petite and as I mentioned, she had very small breasts. Her tiny frame was in stark contrast to his as they moved and panted together. I saw her hands pressed firmly into his soft chest and her fingers disappeared into his think and curly hair.
Her firm bubble butt was really the only part of her you could see compared to her otherwise narrow silhouette and it would jiggle with each thrust of her hips. Their movements were hypnotic to my young mind and I couldn’t understand exactly what I was watching but I was enjoying it.
I watched as they shifted on the bale and at one point my grandfather had to reposition himself to keep from falling off. From this new angle I was watching my sister’s back and had a more direct view of her incredible butt. My grandfather’s hands found her hips and lifted her up slightly and that is when I saw him begin to thrust quickly up and into her, causing ripples in her butt and hips while I got my first look at his sagging balls dancing and slapping against her. Her moans grew louder and frantic and shortly after I saw my grandfather’s legs spread wider and he thrust into her one more time and stayed lodged deep inside her while she began to spasm and clench her buttocks over and over while a roar came from my grandfather’s chest.
They stayed frozen for a few moments before collapsing back down and I saw my sister lean forward onto his chest. This gave me a clear view of my grandfather’s hair balls hanging below the base of his penis lodged deep inside my sister’s vagina. It was fascinating and I couldn’t look away. Their voices were soft and muffled but shortly after I saw my sister lift a leg off of him and his penis slid out of her followed by a torrent of semen. I watched as she was half bent over and more semen oozed out of her. I had no idea what it was but I remember it like it was yesterday.
They never knew I was there and throughout that summer I often saw them scamper off or return from some unknown place. I never came across another netting place for them but I knew what they were up to.
That fall when we returned home, I remember a hullabaloo with my parents and sister. I overheard accusations about being a “slut” and discussion about another boy that lived near my grandparents along with conversation about a doctor’s appointment to “resolve” things. Looking back it was clear she had an abortion that year and our parents thought the culprit was another young boy that I know she never spent time with.
To this day I think back to that day many, many years ago. I would be lying if I said it didn’t excite me and occupy my fantasies to this day
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