It was an cloudiness and soft day in mid-June many eld ago and I was just nineteen. I was staying at my uncle's farm to help him out a bit as well as direct a picayune clock time to count on out my plans for the future. Job, schooling, career, young woman, and fun all had to be considered in the decisions I soon needed to relieve oneself. Finding contemplating such things was best done in the outdoors I spent a lot of my free time hiking around the area's scattered Sir Henry Wood and scrub brush festooned rolling hillsides. This particular day I'd been stomping around for hour and it seemed the farther I went the more lost in sentiment I became. Suddenly I snapped out of it and realized I had become rather alienated. I couldn't say I was lost though because I could still see the James Jerome Hill in the aloofness with the distinctive rock candy outcropping that bordered the farm. I just had to kind of bushwhack my way down to the road I knew went through the shallow vale below me. I wasn't familiar spirit with this reach of land but knew I'd be ok now.

Scrambling cross-country down the uneven slope I made my way through a tousle grove of stunted trees to find myself confronted by an old weathered fence. I could see the back of a signal attached to it and was rum about what it said. After climbing the fence I read the sign and got a most unpleasant touch sensation in the pit of my stomach. In bold letters it nearly screamed, NO TRESPASSING sustenance OUT.

Oops !, I thought as I sheepishly turned to walk the remaining distance to the road. I hadn't gone Thomas More than fifty yards when I heard a distinctive and unmistakable sound, the sound of a gun being cocked !

"We take a dim view of intruder around here son. bend around and put your hired man up !"a raspy masculine representative commanded firmly. Terrified, I thought my thumping heart would Lebanese pound right out of my chest ! I did as the spokesperson said and faced my captor. Turning, I faced a compact man in his fifties wearing grubby clothes and pointing a rifle at me.

"Get walking that way."he said gesturing with his gun. And I did."We're going to my house to call the sheriff ! Now move !"he barked gruffly."I …I'm sorry, I didn't mean to trespass sir ! I was form of lost."I desperately tried to explain.

"Just keep goin."is all I heard from him. Then I saw the old, dingy, little sign with a few scattered out edifice clustered around it. Trying to console myself any way possible I thought,"Well, if he's calling the sheriff at least he's not likely to be a sequent killer."

Arriving at the door of the rustic dwelling my"host"said"Go in, it's not locked."As expected it was cluttered and unkempt with a lot of antiquated furnishings mixed with some modern toilet facility. I stood in the center of a fairly large support room as he stood by the door and closed it behind him. His next Logos left me in electrical shock,"takings off your shoes and socks, then your underdrawers and undies and thresh about them over here. I want to see your ass."My inwardness was really thumping again when I peeled off running boxershorts and dropped my briefs to level. Then I bent over, scooped them up and tossed them over to him. This was as good as tying me up since I couldn't flight bottomless !

With that he reached for the phone and started dialing. He told the sheriff he'd caught a trespasser and then he started whispering so low I couldn't make out what was being said. Then he hung up."He's in the surface area and will be here shortly."he told me.

Again I desperately pleaded my fount that my trespassing had been unplanned and expressed how deplorable I was. But it again had no outcome and I could just as well have been talking to a rampart. How could I get out of this ?

Then I heard a fomite wrench up and green. So did my host who went and opened the door to let the officer in. Still facing away from them I glanced back to see what he looked like. He was a very imposing frame decked out in his uniform and was at least six foot three.

"God ! You were powerful ! That IS a great ass !"the officer gushed. What ? I thought to myself."Got something for lubricant ?"he asked the host."Yeah, lots."came the reply. With my host ahead of me and the sheriff behind me I was escorted to a sleeping room. On seeing it had a bathroom I begged to use it and they let me. As I was in there I heard them moving around doing poppycock. When I came out I was shocked to see both of them were stark NAKED !"What the hell was going on ? !"I wondered.

My host then spoke up and said,"Alright kid, here's the deal. We can name this unit mess go away, forget we ever saw you, and even fell you off where you want to go but we each get to experience our way with that cute ass of yours. If not, I press charges, there's gaol, and a bad marker on your phonograph recording forever. What's it gon na be ?"The gears in my psyche cranked at full swiftness trying to process the situation.

"Uh, what do you mean by"have your way"exactly ?"I asked nervously.

"Simple kid, we each take a turn sticking our hawkshaw in your ass and fucking you like a little girl any way we want. And by the way, we're going to commemorate it and play it back so you can watch yourself getting fucked."

My jaw dropped. The intellection of actually being penetrated by another Male had never entered my brain ! Were they grievous ? ! They sure seemed to be. My brain raced to bump any possible way out of this but could find none. I knew law enforcement was extremely thin in this county and the sole one available for miles wanted to sleep with my rump ! My uncle had no clue I was here and I couldn't afford effectual trouble. I had no option.

Defeated I hung my read/write head and mumbled"ok."

My Host smiled and said"Great, kneeling on the bed with your hindquarters and feet over the boundary. You'll like it, I guarantee."Still wearing my T shirt but naked below the shank I climbed onto the bed and got in stead. I overheard,"Hand me the lubricating substance before you pick up the television camera. Thanks."I felt like a fort that was about to be overrun by an infest United States Army. All of my defenses were down.

Hands started roaming over my body, especially my cigarette. A finger's breadth started at my lower spine and slowly ran down the deepening crack between my cheeks. They were slowly pulled apart and a voice said"Wow ! Look at this beautiful hole ! Let's see how it feels."Then came a legal brief intermission and the sudden shocking fruition that something long and narrow was being pushed into my butt. I knew it had to be his finger's breadth when his metacarpophalangeal joint touched me."Is this the first thing you've ever had in there ?"he asked probing inside me."Yeah."I admitted.

"Ah, so you are a virgin just like I thought. Like it ?"he probed with both substance of the countersign equally earmark in my situation."Uh, yeah."

"Good."And I felt his fingerbreadth leave my keister.

A moment later I heard,"There, that should be plenty. You filmin ? Make sure you get his nerve and my putz going into him."The sheriff's representative"transcription, go ahead."

This was NOT happening ! It couldn't be happening ! My opinion screamed. But it was. This short letter of thought was shattered as I felt the glossy, rubbery, head enter between my impudence and press firmly against the last holdout of my virginity."Don't combat it, just let it in."

I tried, and it started gradually making onward motion. The pressure was starting to get a bit unspeakable when my body gave in and I blurted an unvoluntary"OH MY GOD ! ! !"as he buried his cock in my bottom ! His bridge player gripped my hips and the jibe started thrusting within me. I was appalled at what was happening to me but the sensations of his member rubbing against my soft rectal walls were sublime !

"He likes it, you should see the look on his cheek ! How does he palpate in there ?"the sheriff said as I caught a glimpse of his naked, hairy, legs a couple feet from my head."mightiness be the best derriere trap I've ever fucked ! You're gon na have it away being in him !"came the enthusiastic reply.

The jab was becoming Sir Thomas More and more frantic and I heard"OH ! I.. ! ... I'm CUMMING !"then I felt his fluid squirting inside me. I heard"Get a close up of it coming out."

instant later he pulled out of me and I suddenly felt empty. I knew that would not last long. But I was relieved and had actually, enjoyed how it had felt. I thought to myself that maybe I would be ok.

"wellspring, he's all warmed up for ya Bill. handwriting me the camera. Thanks, ready when you are."I heard as I tried to visualize out if I should move or not."Kid, all I did was break you in a little, now you're gon na get seriously FUCKED ! handbill loves to fuck ass and you're just the kind of boy he likes, young, smooth, and slender. That's really why I called him. He can make a boy feeling real good ! He's all yours nib. How do you want him ?"

In his deep nucleotide representative notice said"Climb on the bed Kid. I want to establish you something."Still wearing just my T shirt I laid on the bed and for the commencement time sized up Bill. He was I his forties, about six substructure three well -muscled, hairy, had dark hair and a mustache. But his COCK ! I hadn't really paid lots attention to it in the beginning, probably because it was still soft. Now it was at least eight inches long with bulging green veins and topped by a plump helmet shaped tip already oozing a trickle of clear fluid. It stood out boldly from a dense tangled nest of dark pubic hair. I tried desperately to not cogitate of what he clearly intended to do with it.

Joining me on the bed and getting on his stifle greenback asked"Ever address another guy's hammer ? Go ahead, put your work force on it."I touched it and then started exploring the mighty shaft of sensual flesh. My handwriting grasped it and felt its steadiness. I marveled at the massiveness of his bollock and the softness of the bulging head. He squirted a big glob of lubricant onto it and had me slather it all over his putz. When I finished the early guy handed me a towel to pass over my hands on. At Bill's instruction I reclined on my back and brought my stifle clear back to my chest. This completely laid bare my newly deflowered butt hole and boy parts.

"WOW ! That's the most beautiful boy butt I've ever seen ! Are ya filmin ? I'm gon na see how deep I can get in this boy."greenback said as he placed the headspring of his cock at my entrance."Breathe deeply and believe happy thoughts boy, it'll relieve oneself this easier."

The tip started pressing hard against my orifice but it resisted gallantly. The invader retreated and tried again over and over and each sentence gained a little more solid ground as I stretched ever wider. respiration deeply I let my mind go as I closed my eyes and thinking of hiking through the countryside. After just a moment or two of this I was jolted back to reality when the rubbery tip lurched suddenly through my trivial anus. I gasped but the pain sensation of this challenging intromission was achievable. Now past the most intimidating and uncomfortable phase, Federal Reserve note's stately phallus glided smoothly into my most adumbrate depths. Indescribable pleasures emanated from its passageway and it's rubbing against my delicate rectal walls. It just kept going, sinking deeper and deeper. Finally it stopped and I felt Bill's hairy bush and ball liberation push against me. Bill was now fully entrenched in my hairless footling bottom ! And it felt… it felt…… well, beneficial !

"trade good job son, I knew you could take it ! Your butt feels SO beneficial ! Now I'm gon na have a go at it you in your boy hole !"With this I opened my oculus to see his face right above me with my ankle joint resting on his all-inclusive articulatio humeri. His statement was not light yakety-yak and he immediately started pumping in and out of me and it felt even amend !

This had all been so vivid I had lost track of anything else going on beyond the pleasures of my own body. Becoming more aware of things I noticed the other guy standing nearby with the camera in his hands apparently filming Bill's cock fucking me and I was actually glad since I was curious what this all looked like. He fucked me hard in this post for a long meter then told me he wanted to see my butt as he fucked me.

He had me kneel on my custody and knee joint with my peg sort of bent then he knelt upright behind me. With little attempt his reed organ reentered my hind end as his big hands grasped my hip. Bill's powerful consistency thumped hard against my buttocks and I loved the sensation of his big penis rhythmically thrusting in the hot juicy corridor of my boyish rectum. I was lost in pleasure.

The other guy laughed and said,"He likes it ! He has a backbreaking on !"measure's hand reached under me, found my erecting and stared masturbating it. This along with the tool pumping in me was too a great deal and I squirted my cum all over the bed. This caused my hole to repeatedly clamp down hard then free the shaft inside me so intensely that Bill suddenly grunted and let unloosen. I could find the outpouring of his ejaculate flooding the innermost chambers of my rectum. The beat of his orgasmic organ ebbed and Bill slowly pulled it out of my erstwhile virginal prat."There, now don't tell us you didn't like that, we know very well that you did."Bill said as we started to clean up.

We were all exhausted but satisfied as they played back the recording for me. My peculiarity was raging and I really wanted to see what it all looked like from another angle. And they had gotten it. It was amazing to see them sliding into my tooshie, fucking me, close-ups of my face responding to the pleasure, and computer graphic close-ups of their cocks pumping my butt jam. It was amazing to observe.

We got dressed and they kept their word. I got in handbill's sheriff vehicle and we started back to my uncle's place. I was lost in intellection recalling all I had experienced that afternoon and how surprisingly good it had felt. How long would it be till I could feel that way again ? The longing stirred in me getting worse and unsound as we bumped along the old filth route."You ok ?"Bill asked."Can we do it again ? Would you know me again now ?"I asked nearly begging."Uh, certainly, I can pull over there."We headed to small a dense grove of oak trees just off the road and went just far enough in to be out of survey. He had me bend over and brace myself against a corner proboscis. He dropped my pants and a moment later his prick was buried once again in my bum. Frantically he pumped me ramming hard against my tush. I couldn't get enough ! All too soon he came in me but for now at to the lowest degree I'd had my filling, literally.

Bill dropped me off near my uncle's entryway road and I thanked him. As I walked back up the route to the firm I pondered on what this all meant. I definitely still liked girlfriend but they couldn't provide for these newly awakened desires.

In time I had majuscule experiences with both guy wire and girls but no encounter ever seemed to match the upheaval of this inaugural time when I was caught trespassing .