I was an only child on a large farm and that meant that I didn't have a lot of friends coming home with me every day after school. Before and after school I had chores to do and then I had to do homework. But each year during the summer, Brian, my cousin from the city came to stay with us. You could say we grew up together three months at a time.

We spent a lot of time in the corn fields after the corn had grown in. We could disappear there and find privacy that we really couldn't find anywhere else on the farm. That is where we looked at Playboy and learned to jack off when we reached puberty. We played hide and seek and wrestled with each other. In fact that is what prompted me to join the wrestling team.

Then in the middle of high school Brian stopped coming in the summer. I guess he had other things to do. I dropped the wrestling team because all of those hot young bodies gave me a perpetual hard-on which I couldn't hide. I didn't know I was gay; I knew very little about sex. My father and I had never had 'The Talk' when I was growing up. Sure, we had sex education in school, but that was all technical stuff. Hell, I already knew that from watching the animals on the farm. If there were homosexual animals, I had never seen one except our dog Spot, who always wanted to hump my leg.

I went out with girls because it was expected, not because I wanted to. I was never sexually interested in girls. The most sexual excitement I ever had was on double dates, but my fantasies were about having sex with the other boy, not the girls. I never actually had sex with anybody except in my mind.

The summer after I turned 18 and graduated from high school, Brian came back for the summer again. I hadn't seen him for three years, so even though he wasn't really a stranger he was close to it, even though I had been having fantasies about sucking his dick for years. He had certainly grown up; he was tall, slender and good looking. I guess I had also grown, because my parents kept saying we looked like brothers.

It didn't take us long to revert to type and we were spending a lot of time in the corn field again. We were there one afternoon and Brian wanted to play hide and seek. I thought that was a little juvenile, but I went along. He was the hider and I was the seeker. I counted to 100 and went to find him.

I found him within two minutes. He had taken off his clothes and was standing there in tennis shoes and sunglasses masturbating. I wasn't shocked, I was sexually excited and my cock hardened immediately.

I watched for a few minutes and then walked out and said, "I found you. Are you enjoying yourself? I haven't seen you do that in years."

"You want to join me? I can see that big bulge in your shorts."

"Don't mind if I do," I croaked, as I realized what that condition might say about me to him.

To cover, I asked, "What do you use for your sexual fantasies these days, I don't see any Playboy magazines around."

"You."

"Me? What? I don't understand."

"I fantasize about sucking your dick, Jeremy. I never fantasized about the girls in the magazine. It was always those hot young male bodies. After we reached thirteen it was all about you and not the guys in the magazine. That's why I stopped coming here in the summer; I couldn't hide my constant erection from you. What do you fantasize about?"

Now it was my turn to be direct and cryptic at the same time.

"You."

He looked as confused as I had.

"What?"

"I fantasized about you, Brian. Kissing you, caressing your body, sucking your cock, eating your ass, fucking you, having you suck and fuck me. I've always lusted after you. I don't know if that is the same as loving you, but you're never out of my thoughts."

I dropped to my knees in front of him and frantically sucked on his cock, afraid, that at any moment, he would take it away.

"Oh fuck Jeremy, slow down man, I want it to last."

He reached down, lifted me up and kissed me. I responded to his kiss and we kissed eagerly.

Then he dropped to his knees, undid my shorts, pushed them down and sucked on my cock.

I thought to myself, "This has to be a dream," but of course it wasn't.

We lay on the ground, switched to a 69 position and it was only moments before we both shot off.

"Oh, shit," we both said, "How long before you can come again?" Brian asked.

I said, "Fifteen minutes" just as he said, "it'll take me twenty minutes."

But in just a couple of minutes we were sucking cock again, and in less than ten minutes both cocks were hard and in another ten minutes we were blowing our loads again.

We spent the rest of the summer in the cornfield getting corn-holed!

I lived out in the country with my grandmother. My parents were killed when I was six and she raised me. The place used to be a working farm and there was lots of land and outbuildings. My grandmother didn't get around very well and pretty much kept to the front of the house.

I was out in the back working on the pickup truck when Tom came over to visit. We really didn't have much in common. He was a clerk in the convenience store down the road. He is fucking cute and I met him for the first time after I had been giving him the eye while I wandered around the store.

The last customer left and he went to the front door, locked it and put a "Back in 15 minutes sign" on the door.

He walked by me stroking the bulge in his pants and said, "I've got to take a piss. How about you?" When he got to the door he held it open, gestured for me to go in and said, "After you."

We walked in and he locked the door.

When he turned around, he was already undoing his pants.

"You want to suck my dick don't you? Well sit on the john there or get on your knees. You have about ten minutes to get me off."

He dropped his pants and his hard cock stood straight out from his body. I dropped to my knees because it was easier to suck from that position. I let his cock slide past my lips and I tested the length to see how much I could swallow. I took it all and sucked it all the way down and back to the head each time.

There wasn't a lot of time for fooling around so I just sucked and gave it my best effort.

He held my head and fucked my mouth – doing all the work for me.

"Oh mother-fucker. Do you want my load? Tell me now or it's gonna be too late."

I nodded my head in assent, and he increased the speed with which he was fucking my mouth. Suddenly his cum was filling my mouth. He fucked my mouth until he finished coming and pulled out.

As he waddled over to the sink to wash off his cock, he said, "Shit man, where have you been hiding? You can blow me anytime!"

After that I did – about three times a week: in the restroom, behind the counter, in the middle of the aisle and one time right in the front of the store. For some reason this week things hadn't worked out and I had not once sucked his cock. I knew why he was here.

He climbed into the bed of the truck, shed his sorts and underwear, sat on the side of the truck bed, stroked his cock and said, "Jesus, Joe, where have you been all week? I'm so fucking horny I can't stand it. I need a blow job."

"Fuck," I said as I jumped in the bed of the truck and dropped to my knees between his legs, "I can't wait to suck your dick, man."

I deep throated his cock and he gasped in pleasure.

"I'll bet you come in no time."

He pushed my head down on his cock and said, "You keep on like that and I will, for sure."

So perversely I did just that. It was only a couple of minutes later that he grabbed my head and held it in place as he humped my mouth with his cock a couple of times and filled my mouth with his cum.

I swallowed it all down and then cleaned up his cock with a rag lying in the truck bed.

I said, "If you don't have to go, stick around and I'll do that for you again in a half an hour."

"Sounds good to me, dude," he said, as he got back into his clothes.

I was lying on a bale of hay in the barn jacking off when suddenly Hank appeared right above me stark naked with his cock erect.

"Is this what you want, boy?" he asked.

He slid down on top of my prone body, straddled my face, and pushed his cock against my mouth.

"I seen you looking at me all morning. I knowed you wanted my cock. Lick the head of my dick, cocksucker."

He was right. I had been staring at his shirtless body all morning wondering what kind of cock he had in his Levis. Finally I had got so sexually excited I went to the barn to jack off. I guess he had followed me.

I slid my tongue out of my mouth and licked the head of his cock. It was leaking pre-cum and I lapped it up. I raised my head and took the head of his cock in my mouth. I wanted to swallow the whole thing but he had me pinned down and he wouldn't let me have any more of it.

"You didn't answer me, boy. I asked you if you wanted my cock."

"Yes sir, I want to suck your cock, please."

He leaned forward and pressed the head of his cock against my mouth. I opened my mouth and he slid all five inches down my throat. It was wonderful. His cock was just the right size and I loved having a guy fuck my mouth.

He leaned over my head and as he held his torso up with his arms he slid the whole length of his cock in and out of my mouth again and again. I used both of my hands to caress his muscular torso and ass. He had a beautiful hard muscular ass.

I slid my fingers in the crack of his ass, but his buttocks were so muscular that I couldn't get to his asshole.

He pulled his torso back up, but kept his cock in my mouth. He looked at me and said, "I bet you want to lick my sweaty asshole don't you?"

All I could do was shake my head since my mouth was full of his cock.

He stood up, turned around and knelt on my chest with his ass right in front of my face. He grabbed his buttocks with both hands, and spread them.

"Tell me what you want, Luke. I ain't no mind reader."

"Alright little buddy, here's my asshole," he said as he lowered his ass over my mouth. "I 'spect you to do some powerful licking and sucking with that hot tongue of yours."

I did. I licked and sucked and he twitched and squirmed and did a lot of moaning and groaning.

"Man,you're an A-one ass licker," he said as he leaned over and swallowed my cock.

He deep throated my six inches with no trouble at all and I continued to eat out his ass as he slid his hot, wet mouth up and down my cock.

Suddenly he stood up, switched positions, straddled my waist and slid his tight, hot ass around my hard, wet cock and sat down on it.

"Oh man, you've got a nice cock, Luke. Fuck me," he said as he pulled his ass up until only the head of my cock was inside him.

I flexed my hips and slid my cock in and out of his ass.

"That's it boy, fuck my ass. Fuck me."

It was too intense and in a couple of minutes I blew my load up his ass. Almost immediately he got up, knelt behind me, flipped my legs up and slid his tongue up my ass and proceeded to thoroughly eat me out. Then before I knew it the had slid his dick up my ass and fucked the shit out of me until he shot his load inside of me.

"Fuck, Luke, I can see we gonna have lots of fun this winter when we're snowed in and there is nothing else to do but have sex."

"What are you making?" Harry asked.

He had walked in the kitchen. My back was to him and I was using the food processor.

"A protein shake to start the day. The breakfast of champions."

"I have a better breakfast for you than that. You can have an apple, a banana or me. I probably have better protein for you than that shake."

I turned around and saw him leaning against the counter with an apple in one hand, a banana in the other, a bulge in his pants, and wearing his "Breakfast of Champions 69" shirt. I was only wearing briefs but suddenly I had a larger bulge in the front of them than he did in the front his pants.

"Do you really want the 69 or do you just want me to blow you?"

"I was actually just kidding. I really don't have the time this morning."

"Tell you what. You eat the apple and the banana while I eat you. It's called multi-tasking."

I walked over to him with the blender jar, sat it on the floor, dropped to my knees, pulled down his pants and shorts and swallowed his seven-inch cut cock and proceeded to suck. He ate the apple and banana as I ate him. He was finished before I was.

He was dominant so, of course, the next thing I knew he had me backed up against the island and was face fucking my mouth with a vengeance. Isn't it great when both parties get what they want?

I knew when he was about to cum and I pushed him away.

"Fuck man, don't stop now," he said.

I grabbed his cock in one hand and jerked it and pushed it into the blender jar. He shot his wad into my protein drink. I pushed it down until it was covered in my drink liquid, placed the blender jar on the floor and sucked and licked the liquid off of his cock. I finally used a wet towel to clean him up.

I stood up, pushed down my briefs and jacked my cock. When I came I shot my load in the blender.

"See I'm getting all the protein I need this morning," I said as I placed the jar on the base and turned in on to blend.

He leaned over and kissed me and said, "Tonight we'll have a 69er and we'll both get a taste of protein. See you later."