To Farm Boy and all the country boys out there: This recent story reminded me of a time way back.
I had an experience in the country that you might identify with. It was quite a while back when I was just settling into the enjoyment of jacking off. My family went to a country cemetery for a reunion every year.
Everybody cleaned up the graves and then we all had a potluck meal together. There were two sets of restrooms. One was in a concrete block building that also contained the kitchen and was relatively new. The other set was a pair of splintery old wooden outhouses from way out back. A boy that was some degree of cousin to me always wanted us to go pee in the old outhouse. He wanted me to come in with him and hold the door shut.
Seems it would take a long time to come around, but over several years we began to go to the outhouse for the purpose of jacking off together. The place was really out in the sticks. A few old houses were nearby but no town. I always liked that graveyard with its barbed wire fence and cattle guard on the dirt road. And of course because that other guy and me would look for each other and eventually end up sharing a wank that we shot into the hole in the old wooden seat.
He was my first jacking partner and the outhouse was where it happened.
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