UNCLE BILLY'S SWIMMIN' HOLE

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�Damn it, Jena.� Enough of your crap! This is all I can do for you.� I�ve got my own family to look out after, you know.�

�Please, Pete.� We�re gonna to be evicted!� I�ll pay you back.�

�Bullshit!� You�ve never paid me back.�� With you it�s all a one way street� always has been and I�m sick of it!� Jena�s older brother yelled loud enough for Davy, Jena�s ten-year-old son to hear.� It wasn�t all that unusual though� his mom and his uncle always fought about this or that.

�It wasn�t my fault that I was fired,� she pleaded.

�Hell, you were stealing from Mike.� For god�s sake, Mike did me a big favor giving you a job and� and ... Fuck!� You�re lucky he isn�t prosecuting you! What a worthless piece of shit!�

Davy, taking it all in from the next room knew that this time it was serious; usually when the yelling started, neither of them called the other names.

�Please, Pete, don�t say that� you�re my only brother and I�m your only sister.�

�It would have been best for me if I hadn�t tracked you down when you ran off with What�s-his-name.� Your life would have been no different than it is now� fucked up beyond repair.� But for me, I wouldn�t have had to deal with your endless crap.�

�I know I�ve let you down��

�You�ve let everyone down; Mom, Dad, me, Davy.� It�s like you�re never happy unless you�re wallowing in a pile of shit of your own makings.�

Suddenly it grew quiet and Davy could hear his mother sobbing.

�That�s not going to work, Jena,� Davy�s uncle said evenly.�

�All I need is a little help!� his mother answered angrily.� �I�m behind on the rent, Pete.� If I don�t pay it tomorrow, the manager says he�ll have me evicted and have our stuff thrown out onto the curb.� Please, Pete.� I promise, I�ll change.�

�A promise from you is about as good as your credit, Jena� worthless.�

�We can�t live on the street!� Think of Davy� none of this is his fault!�

�I�m not giving you another dime, Jena.� It�s time that you stepped up to the plate, took responsibility for yourself and your kid and made your own way in life.�

�Pete��

�Stop with the crying, will ya!

�Okay, okay, tell you what I�ll do.� I have a small rent house in Bakerton.� It�s vacant.� You can move in there until you get your act together.�

�Bakerton?� That�s an hour away.�

�Hour and a half,� corrected her brother, �and frankly, not far enough away from me.�

�Will you help me move?�

�Jesus, spare me! Does it ever end with you?�

�With your pickup, we can probably make it in two trips.�

�This may come as surprise, Jena, but I really wasn�t planning on spending my day off moving you.�

�Please.� I won�t bother you ever again.�

�I could only wish,� the exasperated brother replied.� �Lord, what did I do to deserve being related to you?� Somehow I know I�m going to regret this� Okay, get all of your crap packed up tomorrow and I�ll move you on Saturday.�

�You think I�ll be able to find a job in Bakerton? It�s awfully small.�

�There�s a honky-tonk just out of town.� Wild place from what I hear. �You can spread your legs out in the parking lot for cash.�

�How can you say, such a thing?� I�m your sister!�

�You�re a tramp.� Always have been and always will be. Turning tricks for cash should come easily for you.�

In the next room Davy could hear his mother crying again.

�I�m sorry, I shouldn�t have said that,� the brother said knowing that he had stepped over the line, �but I don�t give a damn what you do, just don�t call me for money.�

The move to Bakerton went smoothly for Davy and his mom.� His Uncle Pete rounded up two more pickup trucks and some strong backs and they made the move in one trip.� The rent house Uncle Pete was giving them was small and shabby, but it did have two bedrooms with hot and cold running water.� Davy thought it was great as he finally had a yard to play in.

As it was only a few weeks before school let out for the summer, Davy didn�t have much time to make new friends, with the exception of Rusty Rawls, who lived with his mom in the run down shack immediately behind his shabby house.

Jena too quickly made friends with the single mom whose backyard adjoined hers.� Lindsey Rawls told Jena that a cashier�s position had come open at the Piggly Wiggly where she worked, and to Jena�s relief she had a paying job much quicker than she imagined possible.

The two moms worked the same hours, so that cut down on car expenses, but it also left the two boys unsupervised after school, and once the summer recess began, unsupervised all day, every day. As soon as Rusty thought that he could trust his new friend, he told him about going swimming at his Uncle Billy�s farm.

�Yeah, back in the woods there�s a creek that you can wade across, but there's a deep hole and rope swing.� It�s great fun, especially naked.� We ought to go over there Saturday.�

�You swim naked?� Davy asked incredulously.

�Yeah.� Just like in the old days.� You don�t need a bathing suit.� Heck, there�s no girls or anything.� Just us and maybe Uncle Billy.�

�Your uncle lets you do that?�

�Sure!� Why not? It�s no big deal, but it�s great fun.� Heck, Uncle Billy will let us run around in the woods naked too if we wanted, but you got to be careful of sticker bushes.� Nothing worse than getting your wiener snagged!�

Davy was fascinated by the story Rusty told of the au-natural swimming hole.� That very night as he settled down to sleep, he thought about what it would be like to run around naked� and not get in trouble for it.� Soon his right hand was inside his underwear.� Moments later, he tugged down his drawers and he went after his dick like he did just about every night.

During recess at school the next day, Davy asked Rusty about the swimming hole.� Rusty was only too happy to fill in some details for his new friend, while at the same time not revealing too much.� The other kids saw the two off by themselves sniggering, but no one knew what they were actually talking about.

When Davy said that he�d like to go swimming at Uncle Billy�s and maybe run around in the woods, Rusty suggested, �Hey, if you want, after school we can run around and play naked in my house until our moms get home from work.�

�Cool!� replied Davy enthusiastically.� �Yeah, let�s do it!�

Davy and Rusty rode their bikes directly home after school, not even stopping to buy a candy bar at the local convenience store.� Discarding their bicycles carelessly in the back yard, the two boys ran inside Rusty�s house.� Still breathless from their quick ride home and slightly sweaty, the two boys stood and stared at each other in the kitchen.

�You first,� said Davy breaking the deadlock.

�Sure,� replied Rusty with a grin.� In mere moments, the eleven year old was down to his skivvies.

When Davy hesitated about undressing, Rusty chided, �You ain�t chicken, are ya?�

�No!� shot back Davy who quickly pulled his shirt off, kicked his shoes off and pulled off his shorts, leaving him standing before Rusty in just his tightie-whities and socks.�

Again there was a standoff.� �You first,� Davy said.

�I went first last time,� countered Rusty.

Suspicious that Rusty might be setting him up for embarrassment, Davy replied, �It�s your house.�

�Mama says that guests always go first.�

The standoff continued for a moment.� Then Rusty, without another word, slipped his underwear off and casually flicked them with his foot, sending his drawers sailing through the air and landing on Davy�s head, an event that sent both boys into hysterics.� When the laughing stopped, Davy pushed his underwear off his hips and down to his ankles.� He tried to mimic his friend�s deft footwork, but his aim was way off, landing on the kitchen table instead.

For a minute or so the two boys checked each other out.� Davy had never seen an uncut penis before.� Rusty, he�d seen lots of penises, both cut and uncut, still the fact that Davy was nude with him gave rise to his immature organ.�

�You�ve got a boner!� declared Davy.

�So do you!� shot back his friend in jest.� Then with a scowl he added, �You know, you look stupid standing there in just your socks.�

Davy, ready for some fun, bent down and slipped his socks off, then he attacked Rusty with them, pushing his dirty socks into his buddy�s face.� A general melee ensued in the kitchen with the two naked boys rough housing. It wasn�t long before the occasional �accidental� grope became more and more deliberate.� Suddenly Davy became quite still while Rusty played with his dick.� The fondling morphed into masturbating and soon, Davy was squirming around on the floor I the throes of a superb dry cum.

When Davy�s immature pecker wilted in Rusty�s hand, Rusty released his buddy and waited to see what Davy�s reaction would be.� With his chest heaving trying to catch a breath, Davy�s eyes fluttered open.� The two boys� eyes met and Davy declared, �That was awesome!�

With a grin Rusty immediately replied, �Your turn to do me,� and flopped onto his back, spreading his legs apart sufficiently to allow Davy free access to his dick and nuts.

Davy crouched beside his friend and took Rusty�s boyish cock into his hand.� He�d never felt another boy�s dick before.� Not only did he like the feel of it between his fingers, but he also remembered how great it felt when Rusty was just playing with his dick.� Taking his time, he thoroughly explored the other boy�s cock and balls, getting him nice and hard before he began stroking up and down the short shaft.� Before long he was rewarded with his friend squirming and squinting his eyes� he knew what that meant.�

When Rusty coasted down from his orgasmic high, Davy told him, �We ought to do that again.�

�Yeah, like every day after school,� Rusty pronounced.

�Yeah!� Every day!� enthusiastically agreed the once na�ve Davy.

The boys horsed around for another thirty minutes or so before Rusty declared, �They�re home!�

Davy had heard the car door slam too and knew exactly who �they� where.� The two nudies dashed into the kitchen and gathered up the critical clothes� shorts and underwear.� No time to locate shoes or socks, though Davy did manage to grab his t-shirt.� With clothes in hand they ducked into Rusty�s bedroom and shut the door at the same instant they heard their mothers coming through the front door.� In a flash, both boys were more or less presentable before the door to Rusty�s room flew open.� The two women regarded the two shirtless boys trying their best to look innocent.

�What have you two been up to?� Rusty�s mom inquired suspiciously.

�We�re just playing,� replied Rusty with a straight face.

Davy�s mom chimed in with, �Time to go home and have supper, Davy.�

Neither mom seemed upset; indeed they both took the situation at face value, just two boys being boys.

�Where�s your shirt?� was the only probing question posed by Davy�s mom.� Davy held it up in his hand.� Satisfied, Jena turned away, thanked Rusty�s mom for the ride to and from work and headed for home.� As she walked through to the back door, she gathered up Davy�s shoes.� Though the whereabouts of his socks remained a mystery, she was too tired to really care. Besides, he�d be barefoot all summer and not needing socks until school began again in the fall.

The following day was Friday� only one week left until school was out.� Out on the playground at recess, Davy and Rusty gathered alone away from the other kids.� �Rusty, ya wanna mess around again this afternoon?� Davy asked hopefully.

�Yeah, but I can�t.� Uncle Billy�s is taking me to the dentist.� I hate the stupid dentist!�

�Yeah, I know what you mean.� How about afterward?�

�Our moms will be home by then,� Rusty lamented.

�I know, maybe Mom will let you spend the night with me.�

�That could work.� My mom usually goes out on Friday nights,� Rusty explained.

�Yeah, I�ll ask my mom when she gets home.�

After school, the late afternoon dragged by for Davy.� He had nothing to do and no one to play with other than himself. Finally his mom got home.� �Mom, can Rusty spend the night?�

�No!� I�m too tired,� she answered crossly.� �I�m going to take a hot bath, have a vodka or two, eat supper and go to bed.� I don�t want a bunch of damned racket.� She started towards the bathroom, then stopped and turned back to her son.

�Pull out that leftover casserole in the refrigerator, put it in the oven and then turn it on to 325.� Can you do that for me?�

�Yes, ma�am,� her disappointed son answered.

When her bath was complete, Jena asked Davy, �Do me a favor, baby.� Rub Mommy�s feet for me.� They really hurt.�

So while the casserole heated, Davy sat at the end of his mother�s bed and rubbed her feet.� �Oooooo, that feels so good, baby,� the grateful working mom praised.�

After a good ten minute foot massage, and a stiff shot of vodka, Jena�s attitude had improved. �I�m sorry that I snapped at you, Davy,� she apologized.� �If you two promise to keep it quiet��

�We will!� We will!� exclaimed the young boy earnestly.

�And you boys had better not wreck my house.��

Davy looked around at the sparse tattered furnishing� there wasn�t much that wasn�t already wrecked.� �We won�t,� the boy replied sincerely.

�Okay, now go get Mommy�s bottle of vodka and then rub my feet some more.�

Davy dashed from the room and in seconds was back with his mother�s booze.� He knew from experience that he would rub and rub her feet while she drank and drank until she fell asleep on the bed; he would be eating his dinner alone again that night, but unlike most nights like this, he had something to look forward to.�

Once his mom had fallen asleep, Davy pulled the hot leftover tuna casserole from the oven and served himself.� Tuna casserole wasn�t his favorite, but it was all he was going to get to eat and he would be eating on it until it was gone or had spoiled.� Once it was gone, his mom would fix another casserole, and that�s what he�d eat for supper until that was gone.�

He knew the routine and what was expected of him, so when he had his fill (straight from the oven proof pan), he covered it and returned it to the near empty refrigerator.� Then he went outside and sat on the back stoop waiting for his friend to return home.� A light came on in Rusty�s house and a few minutes later, his friend emerged from his backdoor.

�Mom says I can spend the night,� Rusty informed.

�Great!� My mom�s asleep, so we�ll have to keep it quiet.�

�Okay.

�Wanna play outside for a while?�

It was almost dusk and the early evening was ideal for two boys to play outside.� They chased each other, wrestled around, peeked into neighbor�s windows, pulled each other�s shorts down and generally had a good time burning off excess energy.� Eventually it got too dark and the two boys went inside.�

True to his word to his mom, Davy and Rusty kept quiet, but only because they didn�t want to get caught doing what they had both had planned to do that night in Davy�s bed.� Davy�s concept was to get naked and mess around with each other like they had been doing after school.� Rusty, however, had more ambitious ideas.

Rusty danced and pranced about Davy�s small bedroom with his shorts down off his hips, making lewd gestures and the like.� Davy in turn, did his strip tease for his buddy, and mimicked some of Rusty�s naughtier moves, such as bending over and showing off his asshole.� Even that didn�t prepare Davy for what Rusty did, kneeling in front of his friend, playing with Davy�s stiffie and then putting it into his mouth.� As surprised as he was, the sex act didn�t revolt him in the least.� On the contrary, it felt great to Davy to have his cock sucked and he didn�t hesitate to return the favor.�

For several hours the two boys mutually masturbated each other and took turns sucking each other.� Rusty was creative in his selection of positions to suck cock, lying on the bed, sitting up in the bed, and even being sucked on all fours from between the legs.� All in all, it was a most enjoyable evening for Davy, made all the more thrilling by the possibility of getting caught.� For Rusty, sucking dick was old hat, but for Davy, fellatio was a new and incomparably exciting experience, one which he looked forward to doing again and soon.

In the morning, slightly hung over and not at all eager to go to work checking out groceries at the local Piggly Wiggly and standing on her feet all day, Jena dressed and then looked in on the two snoozing boys. The bed covers were askew and she stifled a little gasp as Davy�s bare butt was uncovered.� Most moms would have gone ballistic, but Jena merely closed the door quietly and went off to work, leaving her son and his friend naked in bed together and leaving them to do whatever they wanted.� It surprised her a little to discover Davy doing such a thing (and whatever else they might have been doing last night), but it didn�t upset her, as she was more concerned with the ordeal ahead that day.���

When the boys rose in the morning, they were pleasantly surprised to discover that they had the house to themselves.� In celebration, they went down on each other in the living room, daring Davy�s mom to discover them.� But she was at work and hating every minute of it.� What Davy was up to was the least on her mind.

The boys lounged around nude, watching cartoons and eating junk.� It was getting hot in the house late in the morning.� Rusty, ready to go do something asked, �Hey, you wanna go swimming?�

�At your Uncle Billy�s?� Yeah!� Davy responded.� �Let me get my bathing suit.�

Rusty looked at Davy like he had lost his mind.� Then he grinned and said, �Hey, dumb shit!� Like I told ya.� Ya don�t need no bathing suit at Uncle Billy�s. Hell, I don�t even own a bathing suit.�

�You don�t?�

�What for?

�Now, let�s go.�

The two boys threw on shorts and headed outside shirtless and barefoot.� Mounting their bicycles, they tore through town and out into the countryside.� They rode down a lightly used paved road for a while before� turning onto a track that went through the woods; riding through the woods on a dirt trail was great fun.� Before long they came out onto another paved road.�

It was hotter than hot and going swimming sounded better and better.� They rode for a little ways until they came across another track that led off into the woods, only this track was blocked by a locked chain.� Rusty simply pushed his bike under the chain and being assured that it was Uncle Billy�s property, Davy followed suit.� It was a hundred yards or so before they broke out of the woods and into a clearing.� There stood a red barn and white farm house surrounded by fields of grass.� Several head of cattle were grazing in the pastures either side of them.� Behind the farm house, they saw a tractor working in the field of corn, which wasn�t even waist high yet.�

The boys went through another gate and stopped on the track at the end of a row of young corn. Presently the tractor turned around and came their way.� The farmer waved when he recognized Rusty and stopped at the end of the row.

�Hi, there, Rusty,� the weathered older man greeted.� �Who is your friend?�

�This is Dave, Uncle Billy.� He just moved into the house behind us on Maple Street.�

�So he�s the new friend you were talking about.� Well, I suppose you boys wanna to go swimming?�

�Yes, sir,� Rusty replied.

�Fine by me.� You boys go have fun.�

Uncle Billy engaged the tractor, made his turn and went about his work.� Davy followed Rusty to the edge of the corn fields and into the woods.� The road down to the river was steep and deeply rutted, giving them a thrilling kamikaze downhill ride.�

The swimming hole down at the bottom of the hill was just as Rusty had described.� On the high cut bank side, there was a rope swing.� On the far side was a small sand bar.� The water wasn�t crystal clear, but it wasn�t dirty either.� The boys shucked off their shorts and had a great time swimming and horsing around.��

Other than the simple pleasure of the cool water, the best part was swinging out and dropping the ten feet or so into the deep water.� Rusty warned Davy to only go in feet first and the first time he hit bottom, he knew why.� Again and again they�d swing out, drop in and then scramble up the slippery clay bank to do it all again. Whenever they wanted to take a break they simply sat on the sand bar on the opposite bank until they were ready to go again.

They had been there for a while and were taking a break on the sand bar when Uncle Billy showed up on the high bank with a folding chair to watch them swimming.

�Hi, ya, boys!� Mind if sit fer a spell?� I gotta warn ya though, this is my property and I�ll god damned do as I please on it.�

Suddenly Davy was acutely aware of his nudity.� Uncle Billy laughed at his own joke and took a seat where he could survey the entire the swimming hole.� He held up a thermos jug and called, �I brought you boys some lemonade, so if you�re thirsty, come and get it.�

Rusty immediately headed for the other shore and seeing that he hadn�t had anything to drink (other than river water) since he let home that morning, Davy was parched.� Abandoning any sense of modesty he might have held, he too headed for the far shore and the promise of a cool and refreshing drink.� Uncle Billy hadn�t brought any cups with him so he merely held the jug up and let it flow directly into the boys� mouths.� Rusty was much better at this than Davy was, and to Uncle Billy�s amusement, he got lemonade all over him.�

With their thirst slaked for the moment, Rusty and Davy hit the swing again.� As the boys stood about waiting their turn at the swing, Uncle Billy studied and compared the two nude boys.� Actually he was more interested in Davy as he was already intimately familiar with his gangly nephew; not that Rusty was unappealing to him with his short red hair and freckles, but he was rather lanky.

But Davy� what was there not to like about the blonde, blue eyed 10 year-old.� He had a rather cherub face with his big eyes and those thick supple lips, the kind of lips that simply begged to be wrapped around a hard cock.� He had other outstanding qualities too.� Unlike Rusty, Davy was solid looking, not fat, but certainly not boney either.� And the kid�s fat pink nips� Uncle Billy stirred in his lawn chair and adjusted his hard cock.� Nice cock and balls for a kid his age too; nothing huge of course, but hairless like the rest of his body. But what really got Uncle Billy�s hormones going was the nude kid�s ass�� prominent and round, yet the cheeks were firm, the kind butt cheeks a man like himself, could wallow his face in for hours.

The boys had gone off the swing three or four times when Uncle Billy called them over.� �You boys are gonna get your butts blistered if ya ain�t careful.� I know it�s rather shady here, but the afternoon sun can burn ya just from the glare.��

Wanting to make a quick assessment of Davy�s openness to sex play, Uncle Billy first stood, whipped out his thick cock and took a leak, observing Davy�s reaction.� The boys� attention was right where Uncle Billy expected it to be, on his exposed dick.

Putting away his dick, the older man told the boys, �to stay put for a moment.� Then he sauntered over to his pickup truck, rummaged around inside and came up with a tube of sun-block.� Returning to the boys, he told Rusty to turn around and then slathered his neck, back, buttocks and the backs of his legs with sunscreen.� Then he did the same to Rusty�s front, saving the boy�s penis and balls for last.� He really wanted to linger playing with Rusty�s cock, but he didn�t want to appear too untoward to the new boy.�

�You're next,� he told Davy.

To his joy the blonde boy turned his back to be slathered down.� When it came to Davy�s butt, Uncle Billy took his time and took his pleasure feeling up the boy�s smooth buttocks and going so far as to venture a ways between the kid�s cheeks and coping a quick swipe across his young anus, an event that sent Davy to giggling and squirming away.

�Be still,� the older man ordered and to his surprise, the boy once again submitted to his touch, this time down the backs of his legs, but also with a quick grope at the end.

�Turn around,� Billy said and Davy turned to face his molester.� Billy coated his face, ears and neck and then the boy�s chest, lingering a moment to quickly fondle the boy�s big nipples before doing his tummy and then his legs, saving the kid�s genitalia for last. At last the moment of truth arrived and Uncle Billy carefully watched the kid�s expression as his greasy hand slipped around the kid�s cock and balls.� The kid didn�t exactly protest and Uncle Billy felt that Davy would permit it if he continued.� Still, Billy knew that it was best to take these things slowly, step by step until the boy was his to do with as he wished.

Letting the boy�s now stiff cock to slip from his hands and feeling that he was on solid ground with the new kid, Uncle Billy decided to get in on the action and sent them to the swing.� When the boys were ready, he�d grab them by the hips and pull them back until their butts were practically in his face, then he�d let go and they�d go sailing.� He warned them not to drop off in the shallow water, but Rusty had already told Davy that.� A variation in the game was to swing back towards the high bank until Uncle Billy caught them; this proved to be great fun for everyone as well as providing an� innocent� opportunity to cop a feel here and there.

By and by the older man tired of this game and decided to go swimming too.� Not off the rope swing, just swimming.� Stripping naked, he joined the boys in the water, surreptitiously watching Davy watching him.� Naturally the old coot goosed the two boys, sending them into fits of squealing laughter, but he didn�t take it any farther than that.� Indeed, it took every ounce of will power and self discipline for Billy not to make a serious advance on the new boy.

The boys stayed for most of the day. For Davy, it had been the most fun he�d ever had.�� When it was time for Rusty and Davy to head home, they climbed up the high bank.� Uncle Billy was by now resting in his folding chair, still naked, sporting a huge hard-on and needing to get his rocks off in the worse way.

He told Rusty that he needed to discuss something with him in private.� �You stay put, Davy.� I need to speak to Rusty in private,� the horny farmer instructed.�

Davy watched as Rusty and Uncle Billy wandered off into the brush and out of sight.� Davy went ahead and put his clothes on and then sat in Uncle Billy�s chair to wait for them.� He waited and waited for what seemed to be a long time before they emerged from the cover of the woods.�

While Rusty put his clothes back on, Uncle Billy stood in front of Davy.� His cock was at eye level and the boy found himself glancing down at it several times as the older man spoke to him.� �Davy, you and Billy are welcome to come here and swim anytime you like.� The only rule is that you check in with me before you go down to the water and you check in with me before you go home.� That way I�ll know where to come looking for you should something happen.��

Davy glanced back up and saw the older man grinning down at him.� A weathered hand went to his cock and he casually fondled himself.� The boy�s eyes followed his hand.� �If you wanna, you can beat off before ya go home.� Be my guest,� he told the young impressionable boy.� Davy looked back up and felt the heat in his ears from being caught looking at Uncle Billy�s big dick. With a chuckle, the man rubbed the boy�s head, turned away and put on his clothes.� By that time Rusty was dressed.�

Once school was out for the summer, going to Uncle Billy�s swimming hole became a regular thing for the boys.�� The old fart almost always joined the boys, bringing with him a jug of cold lemonade and slathering them down with sunscreen.� Depending on how much work he needed to get done around his farm, he�d get naked with them and played in the water with the boys like he was a kid too.� Before the boys went home, he also always had something he needed to discuss in private with Rusty, and he and Rusty would disappear for a while.� It was only after the third or fourth time did Davy suspect that something more than a private talk was taking place in the woods.�

One hot afternoon, the boys waded upstream a ways to a spot that Davy had become quite fond of.� There in the swiftly moving shallow water of the creek under the overhanging canopy of the trees, Davy knelt and took his buddy�s cock into his mouth.� As far as Davy was concerned, this was one of the best parts of coming to Uncle Billy�s every day.� It was a great spot to suck cock� out in the open, yet secluded and Rusty never failed to return the favor.� They always did this early on, before Uncle Billy finished his chores and joined them. It was after they had fellated each other twice and were heading back downstream to the swimming hole that Davy broached the question.� �What do you and Uncle Billy talk about that�s so private?�

�Whadda mean?� Rusty replied.

�You know.� He always says he has something to discuss with you and you disappear with him for a long time.�

�Whadda think we talk about?�

Davy had his suspicions, but he wasn't sure. �I dunno,� Davy replied disappointed that his buddy wouldn�t just level with him. �Ya blow him, don't ya?�

�I can�t tell you, Davy, and that�s that.� It�s secret, so don�t ask me again. But if you want, you could ask Uncle Billy yourself.� Maybe he�ll take you into the woods for a private talk.�

�Ya think so?�

�No harm in asking, is there?� Rusty asked putting it all on Davy to take the intiative.

Davy hoped that Uncle Billy would hurry up and come down to the swimming hole, yet he was also a bit apprehensive.� He tried to imagine what it would be like to have a big dick, like Uncle Billy�s, stuffed into his mouth. Would it feel like Rusty�s prick, only bigger.� Would it taste like Rusty�s prick?� Could he even get the whole thing into his mouth.� Davy felt a little breathless thinking of what might soon happen.�

After a while Uncle Billy showed up with refreshments for the boys.� Spying the two boys naked on the sandbar across the creek, Uncle Billy stripped and waded across to join them, tube of sunscreen in hand.

As the nude man waded ashore Rusty called out, �Hey, Uncle Billy!� Davy wants to know what we talk about in private every day.�

�Is that so?� the older man asked.

�Yeah.� He�s real interested.�

�You don�t say?� replied Uncle Billy.

Knowing the moment of truth was at hand, the older man�s cock began to stiffen. Turning his attention to the object of his desire he asked, �So, Davy, you want to go into the woods with me for some... private time?�

�I�m just curious,� Davy replied, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

�I�m curious too,� the older man replied while fondling his nut sack and stiffening cock.� �I think I can trust you, just like I trust Rusty.� You can be trusted like that, can�t you?�

�Oh, yes, sir!� I�ll never tell anyone.�

�If you do tell, I�ll cut your dick off,� the man quipped.

Davy winced at the thought and answered, �I won�t tell.� I promise.�

�Very well, I�ll take you at your word,� Uncle Billy replied while rubbing Davy�s hair in his hand.� �You and me, kiddo� let�s take a walk.��

Billy took Davy by the hand and led him across the stream and into the woods. Billy was certain that Davy knew what was about to happen, and it pleased him the boy was willingly going off into the woods to be molested. They followed a narrow dirt path until they came upon an old moss covered live oak, with low limbs touching the ground.� The leaves of the old tree blocked so much sunlight that the ground under its canopy was bare except for a thick layer of dead leaves.

Standing naked under the tree with his new boy, Uncle Billy ventured, �Do you agree that this is a private place?� Taking the question literally Davy nodded his agreement.

�Good.� Now lie down on the ground, boy, and I�ll let you in on the secret.�� Davy did as he was told and lay face up in the bed of fallen leaves.

Uncle Billy knelt at the boy�s feet and taking the boy�s ankles in hand, spread his legs apart.� Then rocking forward slightly, the man slid his hands up the naked boy�s legs, stoking his thighs and going higher and higher with each stroke.�

Davy had suspected that this was what took place when Uncle Billy took Rusty off into the woods, but Rusty never said what happened in �private�.� Davy had found it hard to believe that an adult would participate in the same dirty games as he and Rusty did, but what he suspected was true.�

The work roughened hands brushed closer and closer, increasing the boy�s desire to be fondled, but the hands never touched his genitals.� Davy knew he was about to be molested and he was okay with that.� He had, in fact, enjoyed Uncle Billy�s brief fondling when slathering him with sunscreen and wished the old man would do more of it. Now maybe he would� Davy could only hope.

Uncle Billy saw the pleading look in the boy�s eyes.� The boy wanted it, maybe almost as much as he did.�

Davy closed his eyes and willed Uncle Billy�s hands to touch him and in doing so arched his hips upward ever so slightly. The motion was not missed by the older man and giving into his own ardor, he rewarded himself and the boy by taking Davy�s cock and balls in his hand.��

Despite the fact that Uncle Billy had played with his cock every day, it had always been under the guise of sun protection (as transparent as that had been).� Not this time.� Davy�s eyes shot open, as much from the surprise that he was actually being fondled as he was surprised than an adult was doing the fondling.�

Uncle Billy was rewarded with a huge smile. �Shit,� thought the man, �I could have had this one the very first day!�� Of course Rusty had told him as much, but Billy was very cautious and knew that it was best to take things like this very slowly lest he misread the signals from the boy. Today there was no mistaking the signals; indeed Billy felt he had the green light to ravish this kid and best of all, he had all day to do it, and do it, and do it; do it until he couldn�t get a rise again.� A vision filled his fevered mind of the kid�s beautiful cheeks parted to reveal a gaping, cum-filled chasm.

The older man leaned forward and took the boy�s cock into his mouth, gently caressing the hard small cock with his lips and tongue, savoring the feel of the young boy�s sex. He released the cock, but only to mouth the kid�s hairless nut sack before taking the boy�s cock back between his lips again.��

Davy watched in wonderment as the balding grey head bobbed up, down and around as Uncle Billy sucked and licked his boyish organ.� He caught a movement from the corner of his eye and saw that it was Rusty who stood to the side to watch the sex acts unfold.

Suddenly Uncle Billy pulled off Davy�s cocklet and swiftly straddled the boy�s chest.� The older man leaned over, supporting his weight with his muscular arms and lowered his erection towards the new boy�s lips.� To Davy, the mature cock seemed huge, especially compared with Rusty�s immature cock, but close up it seemed even larger.� Still, he opened his mouth to receive the seeping head.

�Oh, fuck yeah!� cursed the man as the boy mouthed and tongued his glans.� Watching the boy�s fleshy lips surround his fat cockhead nearly drove Billy crazy.� Automatically his hips began to thrust, driving his dick into the boy�s limited oral cavity.�

Davy couldn�t believe how slippery and salty the old man's dick was.� He was used to sucking Rusty, but like himself, he wasn�t mature enough to ejaculate or seep pre-cum, so the slippery fluid was a new discovery, a discovery that Davy savored as the big cock pumped into his mouth.

Billy wanted this moment to last, but he was too worked up to control himself.� All week he had played with the kid briefly and all week he had yearned to take him and make him his. It was all he thought about at night while trying to get to sleep and it was his first thoughts in the mornings when he woke.� Then he thought of the handsome blond boy with the gorgeous smooth buttocks and fat nips all day while he rushed to finish his chores before Rusty and Davy showed up for swimming.� And then worst of all, to have the kid within arm�s length naked and available for the entire afternoon and not acting upon it, was driving him mad.� Now the moment had come, and unable to control his ardor, he came in a flood.

�Arrrggghhhh!!!� he bellowed as the first gout of semen rushed through his cock and gushed into the actively sucking boy�s mouth.� �Ahhhhhhh!!� echoed through the woods as the second pulse surged forth from his cock.� �Fuck yeah!� he exclaimed as a third wad of thick gooey nut juice was pumped into the oral maw of the now choking boy.�

In his ecstasy he heard a muffled, �Hrrrmmmpphh!�� Glancing down, he saw his whitish emissions shoot from the boy�s nose.� The kid was drowning, but was of little import as compared to the urgency of his contracting prostrate to unload his balls.

�Uggghhh,� Billy moaned breathlessly as a fourth, much weaker pulse suffused his entire body and soul.� �Unnhh,� he grunted as the orgasmic contractions continued, but eased.� The last fading throbs of orgasmic bliss didn�t bring a sound of contentment, but Uncle Billy was indeed content.� Through the fog of release he became aware of the small hands frantically pushing at his hairy thighs.� His senses returning, he rocked back and pulled his still hard prick from the desperate boy�s lips.� Sitting on his heels and still straddling the boy, he looked down at the coughing kid�s sperm covered face.

�Hell, boy, ya gotta swallow,� he commented with a laugh.� �Ain�t ya sucked a man�s dick before?�� I suppose not.� Well, you�ll learn.� You either learn or you�re gonna drown.�

Deftly he rotated his hairy body around and simultaneously with taking Davy�s cock into his mouth, Billy rolled the boy on top of him, his now semi-erect cock pressing into the kid�s face.� Releasing the boy�s dick for a moment Uncle Billy told him, �Suck my dick, boy.� Suck it until I tell you to stop sucking it.�

Thinking that he might have really blown it with this kid, Billy was relieved that Davy took the big gnarly cock back into his mouth and began energetically sucking.

�Damn, I do love a boy who loves to suck cock,� he said to no one in particular before returning to feast on the boy�s immature organs while his hands spread open the shapely cheeks of the Davy�s buttocks.� He dug deep to toy with the small puckered opening, stroking it, probing it.� The kid seemed to be okay with the preliminary anal play and since he had been swimming for while, Billy figured he was clean enough for more advanced anal play.

The old coot suddenly pulled off the boy and turned around.� Pushing and bending the kid�s right leg, he told the boy, �Hold yer leg by the knee, boy, and roll to yer left side.�� Davy did as instructed and Billy�s excitement grew as the boy opened his ass to him.�

The young boy gasped as he felt the older man bury his face between his butt cheeks and felt the wet tongue on his anus.� It was so nasty, but it also felt so good as Uncle Billy licked and probed his anus.

As for Billy, he nearly went crazy eating out the kid�s ass.� It was one of the things he�d been dreaming of ever since he first laid eyes on the boy�s beautifully rounded buttocks.� Billy didn�t just tongue the boy�s asshole, he also licked his balls and his taint, the area between the kid�s balls and butthole.� Indeed he was so aggressively laving the kid between the legs, that to a casual observer it might seem the kid was in danger of being accidently castrated, but of course the last thing Billy would ever do was bite off the kid�s nut sack.

Pulling his face from Davy�s butt, Uncle Billy order Rusty to, �Bring me the god damn lube!�

Rusty retrieved the tube of KY Jelly that had been stashed away in the exposed roots of the ancient tree. As he held it out to his uncle, the man commanded, �Grease us both up, Rusty.� I�m in the mood for a boy�s ass and today, you get a day off.�� Rusty set about coating his uncle�s large gnarly prick with KY, using a generous amount as he knew would be required and then he lubed up his buddy�s virgin asshole.

�Get on yer hands and knees, boy,� Uncle Billy ordered once the kid�s anus was good and slippery. �Yer gonna get fucked.

�Ever been fucked in the ass before?�

Davy, with his ass hiked in the air, shook his head; the thought had never occurred to him.

�Glory be!� A virgin butt boy!�

The old man moved in position and ordered Davy to, �Reach back and spread yerself open.�� With his head now on the ground, Davy reached back and spread his globes apart.

�Damn, ya got a great looking ass, kid.

�Ready to be fucked?��

Davy didn�t know what he should do, so he did nothing other than holding his buttocks apart.� Then he felt the fat spongy head of Uncle Billy�s dick press into his backside.

�This might be a little uncomfortable at first,� Davy heard Uncle Billy say.�

�I don�t want to hurt ya, just fuck ya, so help me out a little and it�ll go a lot easier on ya.� Now push out like yer trying to shit.� Yeah, yeah� Ahhhh!�

�Uggggnnnhhhh!!!� the boy grunted.

�Yer doing good, boy,� Uncle Billy said before shoving more cock up the boy�s tight yielding ass.�

�Uugghhh!�� With another jab the boy grunted again. �Uugghhh!�

With a good inch of his cock up the boy�s ass, Billy paused to let the boy get used to the anal invader.� Then he began to move his cock, a half inch, in and out.� Soon he had two inches in, then three, four, five, six, bottoming out with eight inches of man-meat stuffed up the kid�s deflowered boy-pussy.

Never once did the kid cry out that he was hurting him, just a grunt now and then.� �Kid, yer a natural for this,� Billy praised.

Then the real fucking began with short strokes at first, but increasing in length as the minutes went by.� Billy felt the kid�s sphincter relax as it gave up trying to reject the impaling sex spike.� With all resistance gone, Billy now fucked his new boy like he fucked his nephew�s ass, vigorously, working up a good sweat as he labored away.

Rusty watched as his uncle humped away with his friend and watched as his uncle�s bare skin began to shimmer as a sheen of sweat formed below the hair on his naked body.� Soon it wasn�t just a shimmer of sweat; beads began to form.� Soon rivulets of sweat were running off his sides.

A bellow echoed through the woods as Uncle Billy came in young Davy�s ass.� No matter though, in the privacy of the woods deep in his farm, no one could hear except Rusty and the boy he was sodomizing.

Spent and gasping for breath, Uncle Billy dismounted from the kneeling boy and rocked back.� Davy was no longer holding his ass cheeks apart, as he needed his hands to keep his face from being driven into the ground.� Now Uncle Billy peeled the fleshy cheeks open and gazed at the gaping open hole seeping semen.� It was just as he had imagined.