No Where to Go!

I fell asleep thinking about Jack and how he was so nice to me. I couldn’t get over him being a deputy sheriff. Heck, he could have arrested me for drinking. Instead he took me to his place, I thought as sleep descended upon me. And sex with him had been so different. I had felt an exchange of more than passion. Those were my last thoughts.

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I woke to the sound of coughing. At first I thought it was daddy. Then memories flooded my half awake mind. He’s dead. Shot himself! Walt! Yes it had to be Walt. He had spent the night with mama. I lay in bed staring up at the ceiling trying to absorb Walt’s presence in the house. All the times he had been around half drunk working for daddy, I never realized that he and mama were having an affair. Then I smiled to myself. I bet mama didn’t know that Walt and I had been playing around either. That he was the first man I had sex with.

Still, it was difficult for me to face the short thin old man at the kitchen table a little latter. He was drinking a beer and there was mama sitting beside of him. If it had been daddy sitting there, she would have been off to Uncle Johnny’s.

“Pete, I’ve got to go to the lawyer today.” Mama said as I entered the kitchen. “Now you help Walt around here. He can’t do everything.”

“Yes, Mama.” I said although I want to say something different. I had been thinking about my future and wasn’t ready to leave the house just yet. Anyway I had no place to go. So, I had decided to toe the line a bit.

Mama surprised me by serving grits and eggs. Usually I just made myself a couple slices of toast and smeared some jelly on it for breakfast. Guess she had to make breakfast for me if she was going to make it for Walt.

“You going to school today?” Walt asked looking up from his plate of eggs and grits.

“No.” I said. “I ain’t got no test.” I answered.

“Then you can help me string some electric fence. They hogs are rutting under the wire fence.” He said as he washed down a mouthful of eggs with a big swallow of beer. “I don’t want to be chasing hogs all over the county.”

“Yea, sure.” I said swallowing the bitter words that I wanted to say. I just couldn’t get over the drunk old man taking over for daddy and acting suddenly like the farm was his.

“We going to buy another truck and as soon as we do I’m going to sell the whole herd.” Walt added.

I just nodded my head. I hated feeding hogs anyway. Sooner they were gone the better. Still, it was hard to take daddy’s old hired hand giving order and making decisions. I didn’t know why mama was going to see a lawyer.

I should have gone to school but I just didn’t care. My grades were good enough that staying out a couple of days wouldn’t matter. Stringing electric fence wasn’t a bad job, better than going to school and facing all the strange looks and whispers behind my back. “His old man killed himself because he found out his son was a queer.” I just wasn’t up to pretending to ignore the whispers today.

“Now, you better do what Walt tells you to!” Mama said when Uncle Johnny drove up in the yard and honked his horn for her. Then damn if she didn’t pause by Walk and give him a peck on the cheek before hurrying out of the house.

I glance over at Walt. He was smiling at me. I wanted to ask why but I kept silent, knowing that he was going to say something.

“Pete, I think I’ll let you string that electric fence by yourself. I’m too old for that kind of work.” Walt said as he raised his beer and saluted me.

I almost said “Fuck off” but I didn’t. I didn’t mind putting up the electric fence by myself. Instead I said. “Sure, I don’t mind.”

“Good.” The old man said.

“So how is it fucking a woman. It is as good as when you fucked me?” I asked

The old man coughed out a mouthful of beer. “Hell, boy, you shouldn’t be saying things like that. What would happen if your mama heard you say something like that.” The old man said once he stopped coughing. “She’d kick both of us out of here in a heat beat.” Walt added glaring at me.

“Yea, well you better remember that when you start bossing me around.” I said and smiled at him. “Did you fuck her last night?” I asked.

Walt looked uncomfortable but finally said. “Yes, I did.”

I got up and walked over to the end of the table where Walt was sitting. I leaned over and reached my hand down the crotch of his overalls. He didn’t stop me as I grabbed his soft dick and started massaging it. “Think you can get it up again?” I asked.

“If your mama knew you were doing this she would kick you out.” Walt said but didn’t make any effort to stop me.

“If she knew you like what I’m doing to you she would kick your ass out quicker.” I answered as I fumbled with the old man’s zipper. I felt a rush of guilt as I thought about daddy. Then I felt even more guilt as I thought about Jack and how much love I had felt for him last night. But I couldn’t help myself. I need to suck Walt’s long dick, especially since he had used it to fuck mama last night.

My fingers found the old man’s soft dick flesh. I pulled it out. His dick was long and very pale with lots of foreskin hanging over his big dick head. Although Walt’s dick wasn’t as long as daddy’s had been, it was thicker. As the old man stared down at my hand and his dick, I swung it back and forth. We both watched it grow longer and thicker until the old man’s dick was sticking straight up.

I leaned down and kissed the tip of his foreskin. His dick smelled like pussy. For some perverse reason this turned me on. I took the old man’s foreskin cover dick head in my mouth and started sucking. Knowing that he had recently fucked my mother excited me so much that after several tries I was finally able to get all of Walt’s long thick dick into my throat. The old man started fucking my mouth like he must have fucked my mother’s pussy. I wanted to give him more pleasure than he had gotten from her. I somehow managed to lick the shift of his dick even as he rammed it all the way down my throat. Suddenly I wanted to taste the old man’s ass pussy.

“Pull your overall all the way down.” I said as I paused and stood up. The old man was so hot he would have done anything I asked him to. “Now turn around and bend over.” I told him.

“What . . . what are you going to do?” He asked, reluctant to turn his back to me.

“I’m going to lick your asshole.” I said.

“Hell. Yes.” The old half drink man said as he turned around and grabbed the back of the kitchen chair as he bent over.

“God!” Walt yelled when my tongue touched his old asshole.

I started licking the old man’s asshole and twisting my tongue against it trying to force it inside of him. The old man began to moan big time. He started hunching my face with his asshole like craze. Then when I finally got my tongue in him he yelled and started shaking. Realize that Walt was fixing to cum, I spun him around and took his long throbbing thick dick in my mouth. I had no longer covered the head of his dick with my lips than he started cuming.

As Walt moaned and shook his head from side to side I held his big ridged dick in my hand as I sucked his cum out of his dick and swallowed until his old pecker was limp and completely dry.

“Damn that was wonderful. Damn never had sex so good.” Walt said as he reached for his beer. “Hell between your mama fucking me and you sucking me off I’m going to go to an early grave. But I’ll be happy.” The old man said as I walked out of the kitchen.

I was almost finished stringing the electric wire around the pig pen when I hear a car door slam and glanced toward the barn. A deputy sheriff’s car. Jack! I couldn’t believe it when I saw him walking toward me. But I suddenly wondered what he was doing here?

“Hello, Pete.” Jack called out as he stopped outside the fenced in area.

“Hi.” I answered. I glanced down at my shoes and jeans and realized that I was covered with mud and hog shit. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m checking up on you. Why aren’t you in school?” Jack asked as he removed his hat and ran his hand through his thinning gray short cropped hair.

“Had to fix up the hog pen. I didn’t have any test so thought I would just take the day off.” I answered. “My mama knows” I added.

“Well she shouldn’t let you skip school. School is important. You can’t get enough education.” Jack added as he put his hat back on.

I couldn’t help notice how handsome the old man was in his deputy sheriff’s uniform. Then I remember how it had felt being in the old man’s arms last night and my dick started throbbing.

“Yes, Sir. I know it’s important.” I said. “I sure enjoyed last night with you, Jack.” I told him.

“Yes, me too kid. I was near Rehobeth and thought I drop by and say hello. But they told me you didn’t show up this morning. So, I thought I would drive down and see if you are ok.”

“That was nice of you.” I answered as I looped the electric wire around the final spindle and then twisted it to wire come from the electric box. “Finished!” I said as I climbed over the fence.

“Who was that old man at your house?” Jack asked.

“That’s mama’s boyfriend, Walt. He used to work as daddy’s hired hand now he’s sleeping with mama and daddy isn’t even cold in the ground. But he’s ok.” I said.

“Yea, well if you ask me, he was two sheets to the wind.” The deputy sheriff said.

I shrugged.

“Man, you are a mess. You got more mud on you than the hogs do.” The old man said and laughed.

“Come on in the barn. I got to clean up.” I said leading Jack toward the big barn that daddy had build with his own hands. Once inside I turned to the right and walked over to a water hose and started to undress.

“What are you doing?” Jack asked looking around nervously.

“Got to spray myself off. Got hog shit all over me.” I told him as I began to strip naked in front of the old man. I watched his reaction as I pulled down my jockey sorts. The crotch of the old man’s uniform began to bulge. I loved knowing that I was causing Jack to get a hard on and sort of dragged out undressing. “Spray me with the water hose.” I told the old deputy once I had all my clothes off.

“Sure thing.” Jack said as he turned on the faucet and then grabbed the water hose and turned its cold spray onto me.

“Oh! Oh!” I yelled as the cold water struck my slim nude body. “Enough! Enough! I added a moment later. “Man that’s cold.” I added as Jack turned the faucet off. “Wish I had a towel.” I complained.

“You look good wet.” The old man said. There was no hiding his bulging crotch. I could tell he had a throbbing hard on. Then suddenly the old man was squatting in front of me. I signed as he took my limp dick in his warm moist mouth. I wished that I could crawl entirely inside and warm my entire body.

“Yes, suck me.” I told the old deputy as I grabbed the back of his head and shoved my suddenly hard dick deep into his throat. But as I fucked the old man’s mouth, I couldn’t help but remember Walt fucking my mouth earlier in the morning. I felt a sudden twinge of shame at enjoying the memories. Here I was with a man that I thought cared for me more than just for having sex and I was thinking about mama’s drunken old lover.

I looked down at Jack and realized that the old man was staring up at me with admiration. I was shock that someone so nice looking as the old deputy would find something in me that was admiral. I suddenly found myself liking the old man more than anyone else in my life.

Then I shot off in his mouth! The old man’s eyes got big as I pumped my big load of boy cum into his mouth. I could feel him swallowing my cum. I love it. Then when my dick started to deflate, the old man stood up and hugged me to him and kissed me. As his tongue entered my mouth, I tasted my own cum. I swallowed it and kissed him back as passionately as possible.

As we kissed, all the other old men, including my father that I had sex with flash thorough my mind. Sure some of the sex had been fantastic, much better than I had just experienced with Jack, but none of the encounters had left me feeling good about myself like I felt now. There was something about having sex with Jack that seemed natural. But even as I thought this, I suddenly remember my bus driver, old man Jim and his big dick. Suddenly I was lusting for his huge cock. I felt ashamed of such thoughts at such a moment but again I couldn’t do anything about it.

“Well, I got to get back to work.” Jack said. His words dissolved all thought about Jim Newton, my school bus driver. “Mind if I come by for you tonight. We could go over to Slocomb for a milkshake. I’ll drive my own car and not the cruiser.” The old man said as he lifted his hat and ran his finger over his close-cropped gray hair.

“Sure, I would love to.” I answered immediately.

“Your mother will not mind?” Jack asked.

“I don’t think she cares much what I do.” I said.

“I’m sure she does. Just make sure you ask her.” Jack said as he turned to leave. “Better get them cloths on before you catch a cold.” He added as he walked away.

I didn’t get dressed. I love walking around naked. I played around in the barn for a while and then climbed up into the hay loft and laid down on a bale of hay, loving the pricking of the rough peanut hay against my back. I must have dozed off asleep. The next thing I heard was someone calling my name. I got up and peeked down from the loft and saw old man Jim standing in the door way of the barn.

“I’m up here.” I said as I showed my face.

“Oh. Hello. Just thought I’d stop by and see if you were sick since you did go to school today.” The little old man with the huge nose said as he looked up at me.

“I’m ok. Just had to string an electric fence around the hog yard.” I said. “I just sprayed off all the hog shit and was up here drying off.” I called down. “Come on up if you want to.” I added. “I’m as naked as a jaybird.”

The old man didn’t hesitate to climb up into the loft. And even as he climbed up into the loft I started getting a hard on. By the time old man Jim’s head popped into view, my dick was standing straight out in front of me.

“Look like you were doing more than just drying off.” The little old man said as he climbed the rest of the way into the loft. I didn’t say anything and he walked closer until he was standing close enough in front of me so that my dick was touching the front of over overalls. “Look like I picked a good time to visit. I am as horny as a toad.” The old man said as he unzipped his overalls and pulled out his huge pale pecker. “You interested in making me cum?” He asked as he skinned back his long overhanging foreskin.

In response, I just dropped to my knees in front of my old school bus driver and grabbed his huge soft dick in my hand. Even as I guided the huge head of his old pecker to my mouth, I derated myself for having sex with old man Jim. I knew he didn’t care for me like Jack. He was just horny and wanting to cum. The moment he shot off he would turn and walk away from me like I was a whore.

But still, I couldn’t stop myself for lusting after the little old man. I loved his big nose and his old wrinkled face. And his big old horse pecker. And damn it felt so good his close my mouth around the head of the old man huge soft pecker. With it still soft, I could deep throat over half of it, but suddenly as it thickened and grew in length, I was hard press to even swallow a fourth of the old man’s long white snake.

“I love the way you suck me.” Old man Jim called out as I tongued the head and as much of his dick shaft as I could get into my mouth. “Your mouth is hotter than any pussy I’ve ever fucked. Yes make it good and mad! Make it mad!” The old man called out as his dick got throbbing hard.

I tried in vain to deep throat my old bus diver’s old pecker. But there was just no way that I could get all of the old man’s dick down my throat. I wondered how his wife ever managed to take it in her pussy. As I sucked on Old man Jim’s dick, I found myself wishing I could spy on the old man fucking his wife.

Suddenly I wanted the old man to fuck me! I want to know what it felt like for his wife to take his huge old dick. I want it all inside of me.

“Fuck me, Mr. Jim.” I said, pulling my mouth away from his dick. “Please fuck me.” I added.

“You sure, boy. I got an awful big pecker. Hell me wife can hardly take it.” The old bus driver said as he looked down at me. But from the intense look on his face, I knew that he like the idea of fucking me. “Hell, a little hurt might do you good. You can be a real trouble maker on the bus sometimes.” The old man said as though needing to justify fucking me.

I immediately got down on my all fours. Mr. Jim started to rub his precum and saliva lubricated dick head back and forth against my asshole. Feeling his big dick head against my asshole sent a wave of excitement through me. I knew that the old man’s dick was going to hurt like hell going in but I told myself that I deserved the pain. I deserved to be hurt for sucking off my father, for sucking off Walt and all the other things that I had been doing lately, but I also deserved the pain for being unfaithful to Jack.

“Here goes.” Old man Jim said. He pushed the huge head of his pecker against my asshole. It felt as thought he was trying to shove the big end of a major league baseball bat up my ass. I wanted to scream. I wanted to beg him to stop. I didn’t. I deserved the pain I told myself as the old man strained to push the head of his dick inside me.

I never felt such intense pain before as I felt the old man’s dick head began to stretch open my asshole. It felt like he was tearing me wide open. I couldn’t breathe. The pain was so intense. Then the old man shoved his dick brutally against my stretching asshole. I couldn’t stop the cry of agony as the burning white pain seared my asshole. I throw back my head and sucked in a deep breath of air, like a fish out of water.

“Big ain’t it, boy.” Mr. Jim called it. Then he sent several inches of his long fat old dick into me, painfully stretching my asshole. “I’m going to put it all inside of you. I’m going to fuck you like you were a young girl.” The old man called out seeming getting more and more excited about fucking me.

I gasped as several more thick inches of dick entered my asshole. I found myself praying that was all of the old bus driver’s dick. But he shoved more, the last few inches of his monster dick into me and I thought I was going to faint from the intensity of the pain as my ass ground out on the fly of his overalls.

I desire it, I thought though the fog of pain as the old man pulled his dick almost all the way out of me and shoved it back inside. I throw back my head and cried out. I couldn’t help myself. The pain was totally brutal. The old man didn’t seem to care how much he hurt me as he started pumping his impossibly long fat dick in and out of my stretched abused asshole. But the pain seemed to make my dick get even harder! My dick felt like it was going to explode.

Then Mr. Jim reached up and grabbed my nipples, like he must have done whenever he fucked his wife, and started twisting them like he was going to tear them off. I shot off. The pain made me cum. A stream of cum flew from my dick striking my chest and even my chin. Suddenly I was hunching the old man’s dick and bucking under him as he fucked my ass and twisted my nipple.

My dick didn’t even lose its hard on! It was throbbing like I hadn’t cum only moments below. Although Mr. Jim’s twisting of my nipple still hurt, his dick felt wonderful now as he pumped it as deep inside of me as it would go. My asshole was gapped opened for his big horse dick. It felt beautiful to take his old manhood inside of me like I was a girl.

“I’m cuming! Take it!” The old bus driver yelled.

Suddenly I felt his hot cum squirting inside me. The feel of his hot spunk filling my bowels caused me to shoot off a second time. I bucked and thrashed about as the old man held his dick all the way inside of me. I collapsed onto the floor of the loft as Mr. Jim pulled his dick out of me.

“You ok. There’s blood on my dick. Hope I didn’t hurt you too much?” The old man said as he stared down at his dick. “Hell! Fucking you was like busting a girl’s cherry.” He said with excitement in his voice.

“I’m fine.” I said. My asshole was burning like hell from being stretched so wide. I turned over on my back and spotted the bloody head of his dick, which was still hang out of the fly of his overalls. “I’ll be all right. You can’t expect to fuck anyone with that horse dick of your without drawing a little blood.” I told Mr. Jim as I got to my feel. “I spray myself off with the water hose.” I said realizing that my asshole was probably bloody.

The old man was using his handkerchief to clean his dick head. He looked at the blood on his white handkerchief and smile. I’ll go home and look at it while I’m in the bathroom and jack off again. Damn that was the best fuck I’ve ever had.” He pushed his cleaned dick into his overalls and head for the latter. “See you on the bus tomorrow, Pete.” He said.

“Yes, Sir.” I said as I watched him descend from the loft.