Cousin Billy's First Shot

I was fourteen in summer-time on the farm, my 13 year old cousin Billy came to visit us from California. He had never stayed at our farm and he sure as heck didn't live on a farm in California.

What happened one day he called us and asked to speak to me. He didn't waste any time he asks if he can stay a month. I checked first but since we had loads of chores to do everyday during summer I knew the answer was going to be yes. His Mom got on the phone and said that we had just made Billy one happy boy. She also asked what else did he need to bring.  I said just clothes. She said  she will pay for his plane ticket, so it was all set-up.

We picked him up at the airport, then us boys rode in the back of the farm truck back to the farm. On way home he was pulling at his wiener through his shorts. I didn't say nothing about it, because I know how boy stuff needs adjusting sometimes.We got him moved into my room on a cot in the corner, and I made room in 2 drawers for his clothes.

We still had some afternoon chores to do, so he got out of his travel clothes and put on some jeans and a work shirt. While he was changing, he took more pulls at the front of his white undies. He wasn't boned up or anything, just seemed like a semi-hard. Before he put on his pants I noticed he angled it upwards. I had never seen anyone do that, unless it was already totally stiff. I reckon this method allows a few more nudges and grabs that he seemed to require of his dickie doo.

During chores he was pulling at his wiener here and there. I never said a thing about it, but I knew there was an issue with that little poker of his. Dinner was hot, plenty, and satisfying. He rested his head on his palm and propped on the table for bit while he ate. I knew that farm chores were much more of a work-out than he was used to in the city.

When it was time for bed, we stripped down in our undies, his head was still hanging from fatigue, but we both kind of had some bulges tenting up our white undies. I never said a word about it,  we just crawled into our beds. I am laying on my back thinking about how fun it will be, since he will be here a month. He is on that cot, tossing around and patting on his pillow. I asked if he is okay. He said the cot doesn't feel much like a bed, and that his feet are hanging off the end. I said he can come lay on my bed. He tosses his pillow across the room, which it lands on my head, we both laugh a bit. He rushes over and pretends to smother me with it, but in the process of our wrestling his bulge bumps against mine. We both laugh some more. I over-powered him and planted him face down on the bed. More giggles since he can't break-free.

I told him, "A farm boy is always stronger than a city boy."

He finally said "All right....Uncle, dang-it", and I turned him over and asked,

"I notice you been pulling at your wiener, is there something wrong with it?"

 Billy looks at the ceiling. and says, "No, it  just stays hard and hurts sometimes."

"Have you ever cum yet?" I asked.

Surprised he declares "Whats that?"

"Well it stuff that comes out of your wiener while you play with it." I expertly stated.

 "That has never happened while I play with it. Sometimes it gets really hard and I get a little tense. I get scared, so I stop."

 "I think I know what your problem is, your wiener needs to cum." I continued in my learned voice.

"Will it hurt?" Billy asks

I grinned,  "It will feel good, and yes it will get real hard, you might tense up and breath heavy before you cum, but that is the best part." "You want me to show you?"

"Yes I do, I think I need it to happen too...."

We both pulled our undies off, I take his wiener and played with it, jacking some and letting my fingers slowly stroke under his balls. Soon he was shaking a little and breathing harder.

"You're going to cum."Just then Billy shot his load all over his chest and some on his legs. I wiped him clean with a tissue from the box I keep next to my bed.

I advised, "Now you can do it to yourself, and not to worry everything is working just fine."

He hugged me and thanked me. "I was hoping you would know what to do."

 "I am glad I could help you out."

He asked if he could do it to me.

"If you want to."

 He started to play with my hard wiener, it only took a few strokes since I was already boned and pulsing under my balls from seeing him shoot. When I cummed he was fascinated by seeing my cum flow out of my wiener, he had some on his hand all thick and white. He inspected it a while then wiped us both off with a kleenex.

I said "You done a great job making me cum."

We both feel to sleep.

Farm Boy