It was an overcast and modest day in mid-June many years ago and I was just nineteen. I was staying at my uncle's farm to aid him out a bit as well as conduct a footling time to figure out my program for the future. Job, schooling, life history, young woman, and fun all had to be considered in the conclusion I soon needed to cause. Finding contemplating such things was best done in the open I spent a lot of my devoid sentence hiking around the area's scattered woods and bush copse festooned rolling hillsides. This particular day I'd been stomping around for hours and it seemed the farther I went the more lost in thought I became. Suddenly I snapped out of it and realized I had become rather disorient. I couldn't say I was lost though because I could still see the mound in the distance with the distinctive stone outcropping that bordered the farm. I just had to kind of bushwhack my way down to the route I knew went through the shallow valley below me. I wasn't intimate with this stretch of land but knew I'd be ok now.

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

Oops !, I thought as I sheepishly turned to take the air the remaining aloofness 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. plough around and put your hands up !"a raspy masculine voice commanded firmly. Terrified, I thought my thumping heart would pound right out of my bureau ! I did as the voice said and faced my captor. Turning, I faced a stocky man in his fifties wearing Myxocephalus aenaeus 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 send for the sheriff ! Now move !"he barked gruffly."I …I'm sorry, I didn't mean to take advantage sir ! I was kind of lost."I desperately tried to excuse.

"Just keep goin."is all I heard from him. Then I saw the old, dingy, little house with a few scattered out construction clustered around it. Trying to console myself any way potential I thought,"Well, if he's calling the sheriff at to the lowest degree he's not in all probability to be a serial 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 trappings mixed with some New conveniences. I stood in the marrow of a fairly large living elbow room as he stood by the door and closed it behind him. His next run-in left me in shock absorber,"Take off your shoes and socks, then your shorts and undies and cast out them over here. I want to see your ass."My sum was really thumping again when I peeled off running short and dropped my brief to floor. 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 dodging bottomless !

With that he reached for the telephone set 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 arena and will be here shortly."he told me.

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

Then I heard a fomite pull up and parkland. So did my horde who went and opened the doorway to let the ship's officer in. Still facing away from them I glanced back to see what he looked like. He was a very imposing form decked out in his uniform and was at to the lowest degree six foot three.

"God ! You were right field ! That IS a capital ass !"the officer gushed. What ? I thought to myself."Got something for lube ?"he asked the legion."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 stuff. When I came out I was shocked to see both of them were arrant NAKED !"What the inferno was going on ? !"I wondered.

My host then spoke up and said,"Alright kid, here's the deal. We can take a crap this completely muckle go away, forget we ever saw you, and even drop you off where you want to go but we each get to throw our way with that cute ass of yours. If not, I press charges, there's jail, and a bad mark on your record forever. What's it gon na be ?"The power train in my brain cranked at broad speed 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 dick in your ass and fucking you like a girl any way we want. And by the way, we're going to immortalize it and bet it back so you can determine yourself getting fucked."

My jaw dropped. The thought of actually being penetrated by another male person had never entered my nous ! Were they serious ? ! They sure seemed to be. My mind raced to find any possible way out of this but could come up none. I knew law enforcement was extremely sparse in this county and the only one available for miles wanted to hump my cigaret ! My uncle had no clue I was here and I couldn't give sound bother. I had no choice.

Defeated I hung my head and mumbled"ok."

My legion smiled and said"Great, kneel on the bed with your butt end and feet over the edge. You'll like it, I guarantee."Still wearing my T shirt but naked below the waist I climbed onto the bed and got in placement. I overheard,"script me the lubricating substance before you pick up the camera. Thanks."I felt like a garrison that was about to be overrun by an invading army. All of my defenses were down.

Hands started roaming over my body, especially my prat. A finger's breadth started at my low-toned rear and slowly ran down the deepening cleft between my boldness. They were slowly pulled apart and a voice said"Wow ! Look at this beautiful hollow ! Let's see how it feels."Then came a brief suspension and the sudden shocking realization that something long and narrow was being pushed into my keister. I knew it had to be his finger when his knuckle duster touched me."Is this the get-go 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 word equally appropriate in my state of affairs."Uh, yeah."

"Good."And I felt his digit leave my rear.

A present moment later I heard,"There, that should be plenty. You filmin ? shuffling sure you get his font and my dick going into him."The sheriff's voice"Recording, go ahead."

This was NOT happening ! It couldn't be happening ! My cerebration screamed. But it was. This line of persuasion was shattered as I felt the slick, rubbery, head enter between my buttock and press firmly against the concluding holdout of my virginity."Don't fight it, just let it in."

I tried, and it started gradually making progress. The pressure was starting to get a bit painful when my physical structure gave in and I blurted an involuntary"OH MY GOD ! ! !"as he buried his tool in my bottom ! His hands gripped my rose hip and the shaft started thrusting within me. I was appalled at what was happening to me but the sensations of his penis rubbing against my soft rectal rampart were high-flown !

"He likes it, you should see the look on his brass ! How does he feel in there ?"the sheriff said as I caught a coup d'oeil of his nude, haired, legs a couple feet from my head."might be the best butt hole I've ever fucked ! You're gon na love being in him !"came the enthusiastic reply.

The thrusting was becoming 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."

here and now 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.

"well, he's all warmed up for ya Bill. Hand me the camera. Thanks, quick when you are."I heard as I tried to figure out if I should move or not."Kid, all I did was break you in a minuscule, now you're gon na get seriously FUCKED ! Bill loves to have intercourse ass and you're just the sort of boy he likes, immature, smooth, and slender. That's really why I called him. He can pretend a boy feeling real proficient ! He's all yours account. How do you want him ?"

In his deep base vocalization Federal Reserve note said"ascent on the bed Kid. I want to exhibit you something."Still wearing just my T shirt I laid on the bed and for the first time sized up bank note. He was I his 1940s, about six foot three well -muscled, hairy, had dark haircloth and a mustache. But his shaft ! I hadn't really paid practically attention to it earlier, probably because it was still soft. Now it was at to the lowest degree eight inch long with bulging greenish veins and topped by a plump helmet shaped tip already oozing a dribble of clear fluid. It stood out boldly from a dense tangled nest of dark pubic hair's-breadth. I tried desperately to not think of what he clearly intended to do with it.

Joining me on the bed and getting on his human knee broadsheet asked"Ever cover another guy's cock ? Go ahead, put your mitt on it."I touched it and then started exploring the mighty shaft of carnal flesh. My hand grasped it and felt its steadiness. I marveled at the heft of his egg and the mildness of the bulging head. He squirted a big lump of lubricating substance onto it and had me slather it all over his cock. When I finished the other guy handed me a towel to wipe my hands on. At visor's instruction I reclined on my back and brought my knees clear back to my pectus. This completely laid bare my newly deflowered butt cakehole and boy parts.

"WOW ! That's the most beautiful boy cigarette I've ever seen ! Are ya filmin ? I'm gon na see how oceanic abyss I can get in this boy."Bill said as he placed the foreland of his cock at my entrance."Breathe deep and think happy thoughts boy, it'll pee-pee 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 time gained a trivial more ground as I stretched ever wider. Breathing deeply I let my judgment go as I closed my eyes and thought of hiking through the countryside. After just a bit or two of this I was jolted back to realism when the rubbery tip lurched suddenly through my little anus. I gasped but the pain of this challenging insertion was manageable. Now past the most restrain and uncomfortable stage, Bill's stately penis glided smoothly into my almost familiar astuteness. untellable pleasance emanated from its enactment and it's rubbing against my fragile rectal rampart. It just kept going, sinking deeper and deeper. Finally it stopped and I felt pecker's haired bush and ball carrier bag push against me. Bill was now fully entrenched in my hairless little bottom ! And it felt… it felt…… well, trade good !

"Good job son, I knew you could lead it ! Your goat feels SO GOOD ! Now I'm gon na have it off you in your boy cakehole !"With this I opened my eye to see his nerve right above me with my ankles resting on his broad berm. His statement was not baseless chatter and he immediately started pumping in and out of me and it felt even better !

This had all been so acute I had lost track of anything else going on beyond the pleasures of my own body. Becoming more cognisant of matter I noticed the other guy standing nearby with the camera in his mitt apparently filming Bill's cock fucking me and I was actually beaming since I was rummy what this all looked like. He fucked me hard in this position for a long time then told me he wanted to see my coffin nail as he fucked me.

He had me kneel on my hands and knees with my legs kind of knack then he knelt upright behind me. With minuscule effort his organ reentered my butt as his big deal grasped my hips. bank note's potent soundbox thumped hard against my buttocks and I loved the sense experience 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 hard on !"note's hand reached under me, found my erection and stared masturbating it. This along with the pecker pumping in me was too much and I squirted my cum all over the bed. This caused my hole to repeatedly clamp down hard then release the pecker inside me so intensely that banknote suddenly grunted and let loose. I could feel the flush of his semen flooding the innermost chambers of my rectum. The pulsations of his orgasmic organ ebbed and Bill slowly pulled it out of my once vestal tail."There, now don't tell us you didn't like that, we know very well that you did."nib said as we started to cleanse up.

We were all exhausted but satisfied as they played back the recording for me. My curio was raging and I really wanted to see what it all looked like from another slant. And they had gotten it. It was amazing to see them sliding into my tail end, fucking me, close-ups of my grimace responding to the pleasure, and graphic close-ups of their shaft pumping my ass kettle of fish. It was amazing to watch.

We got dressed and they kept their word. I got in flyer's sheriff fomite and we started back to my uncle's piazza. I was lost in thought recalling all I had experienced that good afternoon and how surprisingly good it had felt. How long would it be till I could finger that way again ? The hungriness stirred in me getting worse and worse as we bumped along the old dirt road."You ok ?"Bill asked."Can we do it again ? Would you fuck me again now ?"I asked nearly begging."Uh, sure, I can pull over there."We headed to belittled a impenetrable grove of oak trees just off the road and went just far enough in to be out of sight. He had me bend over and brace myself against a Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree body. He dropped my bloomers and a moment later his shaft was buried once again in my behind. Frantically he pumped me ramming hard against my rear end. I couldn't get enough ! All too soon he came in me but for now at least I'd had my filling, literally.

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

In time I had large experiences with both guys and girls but no encounter ever seemed to match the excitement of this first time when I was caught trespassing .