David was very depressed. His parents had been killed in an airplane accident. He'd been uprooted from his neighborhood and his school and moved out to his grandparent's farm. There were no neighbors near the Snyder's farm. The nearest house was two miles away and they had no kids his age. The nearest kids his age, outside of his aunts and uncles, lived six miles away. He found that out on the school bus.
His aunts and uncles were his age. His father had been born when his grandmother was seventeen, then his grandparents hadn't had any more kids for a while. There were fertility problems and twenty years passed until their next child was born.
He had five aunts and uncles. His Uncle Ted was seventeen, and his twin aunts, Alice and Joan, were fourteen, a year and a half older than David was. His Uncle John was two months older than he was and his Aunt Susan was a year younger. She had just turned twelve but she was still his aunt.
He wasn't getting along very well. His aunts and uncles acted as if he were an intruder, especially John. He slept in the same bed with John but they hardly said a word to each other. He didn't know anything about living on a farm. They got up early in the morning and had chores to do. He'd never been up that early and had trouble getting awake. He didn't know how to do the chores anyhow. Each time he tried to help he messed it up, like the time he had tried to milk the cow. Every time he tried, one of them would say, "Let me do that, you don't know how," and take the job over. He felt useless.
They didn't treat him mean, most of the time they just ignored him. Ma Snyder would hug and kiss him now and then in an absentminded sort of a way and Pa Snyder would pat his shoulder as he walked by, but grandpa didn't say very much.
He didn't feel that he was wanted like he did when his parents were alive. They always had time to talk to him and find out what he'd been doing in school and after school for that matter. Sometimes he'd been annoyed that they questioned him so closely, now he wished someone cared enough to try to pry into his private life. He missed his parents and even though these people were all family he didn't feel close to them. A lot of the time he felt like crying.
He had to sleep in the same bed with John and that was a problem too. He had been used to some privacy. He'd had a room of his own in the city and he was used to jerking off in bed before he went to sleep at night. He couldn't do it because John would hear. It took him a lot longer to get to sleep now. Even when he went to the bathroom and jerked off into the toilet it didn't help much. There was only one bathroom in the farmhouse and it seemed that someone was always in it. He wasn't used to that either.
He was shy about getting undressed when John was there. He didn't like to let John see him naked but there wasn't much he could do about it. He was curious about John and he did get to see John without any clothes on. It seemed to him that John's penis was about the same size as his, but he couldn't tell for sure because he never saw it hard. John looked at his penis too, and that always embarrassed him.
A month passed and David was more miserable than ever. Nothing improved. Pa Snyder had gone with John to do some chores in the barn and hadn't taken him with them. Up till now his grandfather, at least, had treated him as he had the other children.
He got undressed and got into bed. John came in ten minutes later and did the same. He got into his pajamas and sat on the edge of the bed looking at David. David didn't know what to expect. John usually just ignored him. It was as if he wasn't there at all. He waited to find out what was up now.
"Uh, David, Pa's just been talking to me."
Well at least John had said something.
"Yeh?"
"He said I haven't been treating you very well, uh, and I guess he's right."
David didn't know what was coming now or what to say. John had been so stand offish that he thought he didn't like him at all. He really sounded as if he was sorry he hadn't been talking to David and doing things with him. David just kept quiet and waited to find out what else was coming.
"He said that you didn't know how to do things on a farm because you never had a chance to learn how to do them. That just taking a job away from you wasn't very nice. I should stop and show you how it's done. I know I've told you not to follow me, but from now on will you go around with me when I do my chores. I'll try to teach you how I do them."
A load came off David's shoulders. If John would teach him how to do the chores maybe John would be friends with him and he wouldn't be so lonely.
"Gee, can I? I'd like to do that. I had things I had to do in the city but the girls do most of those jobs here on the farm and I do want to be able to help some."
"Well, I'll try to help now. I want to be friends with you. It's hard trying to ignore someone who sleeps in the same bed with you. I haven't felt good about that but didn't know how to change once I started. Uh – some things I don't do too well either. Ted does them better than me and he's still teaching me. Pa talked to him too, and he's willing to show you how to do those things along with me. He realizes he hasn't been fair either."
David started to cry. John didn't know what to do.
"Uh, what's the matter?"
"I don't know. I just felt so lonely. I miss mom and dad so much and no one here seemed to care. I wanted to be friends but I just didn't know how to do it either. I don't know why I'm crying now. Maybe its because I've wanted to cry for so long and didn't want you to see me do it. I do want to learn to do things, I'm glad you're going to show me how."
David sat next to John on the edge of the bed and John put his arm around David's shoulder and sat close to him. David's sobs waned and he dried his eyes on his pajama sleeve. He looked at John and gave a weak grin.
"Uh, thanks, John. Thanks for going to teach me and thanks for not laughing at me for crying. Uh, and thank you for caring."
He wanted to tell John thanks for holding him right then but that would embarrass him too much. He felt a lot better now. Maybe living on the farm wouldn't be too bad.
The boys got into bed. David felt the best he had since he came here. He was about to fall asleep when John rolled over and faced him.
"Uh, David?"
"Yeh?"
"I really haven't been very nice. I haven't even talked to you very much."
"Yeh, I know. Uh, why haven't you? Do you mind telling me?"
"Well, it's sort of personal. I don't like the idea of having to share my bed. I've always had a bed for myself and I like to sleep alone."
"Gee, I can understand that. I don't like sharing a bed either. You don't have any privacy at all. I always had my own bedroom in the city. I don't like the idea of sharing a bedroom let alone a bed. The only thing is that there aren't any more bedrooms here and there's not room for another bed in here. I'm just in the way."
There was silence for a while but John didn't turn away. David felt that something else coming but had no idea what it was.
"Uh, David?"
"Yeh?"
"You know that privacy thing you just said. I want to ask you something very private. Do you mind?"
David studied that for a while. What was John leading up to?
"I guess not. If we're going to be friends we'll have to tell each other private things."
John hesitated again, looked away, looked back at David, then blurted out his question.
"Uh, don't you ever jerk off?"
Wow! That was private. David looked at John and blushed. John was blushing too. Oh hell, if he was going to be friends he might as well go all the way. He had talked to a couple of his friends in the city about jerking off and they'd traded their limited information. If he was going to be friends with John there was no reason he couldn't do the same with him. He might as well tell John the truth.
"Uh, I guess I do. Don't you?"
"Gee, yeh. One of the reasons I don't like to share my bed is I can't jerk off at night with you here. I listened but I never heard you jerking off. If I heard you jerk off then I wouldn't mind doing it."
"Uh, I sneak into the bathroom to do it. I prefer doing it in bed too, but I couldn't do it with you here."
"Oh, that's why you go to the bathroom after bedtime almost every night. I should have thought of that. I've been jerking off when I wash up at night before going to bed."
John sat up and looked at David. David still didn't know what else John wanted to say but he was willing to wait and find out. The conversation was getting real interesting. He hoped John was going to suggest that they jerk off in bed from now on.
He'd never let anyone see him jerk off before and he guessed it would be embarrassing at first but he thought he could get used to it. Besides it would be interesting to see John jerk off. He'd never seen anyone else jerk off either. He sat on the bed next to John. He was beginning to like his uncle more and more.
"Oh hell, would it bother you if I jerked off now?"
"Gees no. Do you mind if I jerk off too? I did it in bed every night before I went to sleep. I've missed that. I wanted to ask you the same thing just now but I was too embarrassed. I'm glad you asked."
By this time David was sitting up too. John threw his arms around him and hugged him.
"Let's do it together. I should have tried to talk to you sooner. I'm sorry. It was just too embarrassing and I didn't know where to start."
David felt like crying again. John was nice and he did care. David wanted to hug John some more but he didn't feel that would be right. The more he thought of it would be fun to have John watch him jerk off. John was going to let him watch and David thought that could be a lot of fun too. Maybe John did some things that he didn't know about. Maybe he could learn things that would make jerking off feel better. David couldn't wait to get started, now that the decision had been made.
David had tried to get a look at John's cock the first couple of nights he'd been there but John always turned his back when he changed into his pajamas. Now that he thought of it, he'd done the same thing. Did John want to see his penis too?
For the first time David really looked at his uncle. John was an inch taller than he was at about five foot six inches. He weighed ten pounds more, about one forty and he had slightly bigger muscles. David guessed that his muscles would build up after he did some farm work too. He and John did look alike, almost like brothers. They both had dark brown hair and hazel eyes and each of them was starting to get some fuzz on his upper lip although neither of them had shaved yet.
Neither boy want to be first. They realized the problem and matched movements as they took off their pajama pants. Both of their penises were hard. Each examined the other's penis for the first time.
Each had a few dozen hairs around their penises and, due to their aroused condition, each of them had a drop of pre cum oozing out of the tip. David wanted to feel John's cock but was to shy to suggest it.
"They look about the same size. How long is your penis?"
"Uh, three and three quarter inches the last time I measured."
"That's about the same size as mine. Wait let me get the ruler."
John ran over to his desk and got out a ruler. He proceeded to measure David's cock. John surprised David by taking hold of his penis and laying the ruler along the length of it. David had never had anyone touch his penis that he could remember and it felt good to have John hold his cock. It seemed to David that John was taking a long time to read the ruler.
John had to reposition the ruler several times before he was satisfied with the results. Each time John repositioned ruler his hand would slide over David's penis and it felt better each time John moved his hand. His penis was three and seven eighths inches, it had grown a little since he last measured. David hoped that John would handle his penis again the next time they measured.
John handed the ruler David. David had never touched another boy's penis and he was interested in what it would feel like. He had taken lessons from John while John was measuring his penis.
He felt all around John's penis as he repositioned the ruler. He liked feeling John's penis. After using as much time as he thought he could feeling John's penis, David determined that it measured three and three quarter inches, just an eight of an inch shorter than his own.
It was evident that John didn't mind having David play around with his penis any more than it had bothered David to have John play around with his. Maybe they would measure each other's penises every night. That would be fun.
They were going to be good friends. David was sure of that now. He wanted to hug John again. Feeling his penis had been fun and having John feel his penis was neat. He wondered what it would feel like if they jerked each other off and he blushed. He was glad John didn't know what he was thinking. John broke into his line of thought. He was blushing too. Was he thinking the same thing?
"Uh, David, how long have you been shooting off? I started about six months ago."
"I guess about the same time, maybe a month earlier, but I've been jerking off a lot longer than that. It felt good even if nothing shot out of my piss hole."
"I did too. It was neat pulling my penis till I got that good feeling even though I didn't shoot off yet."
David didn't feel so much like an alien any more. He and John were a lot alike. They even thought the same way sometimes. John even said some of things he'd been thinking. John proved that right then.
"Uh, I think I jerk off to much. I promise I'm only going to jerk off once a day but the next time I get hard I jerk off again. It feels to good to stop."
"Yeh, I know all about it. I always promise myself the same thing. But just like you, I forget about it the next time I get a hard on. I feel the same way about it, it feels to good to stop."
John took the kleenex box from the night table and put it between them. Both boys lounged back against the head board, looked at each other again, spit on their hands in unison, and slid their hands down over their cocks.
David could see that John was just as careful as he was not to pump too fast. John liked to make the good feelings last just as much as he did. Each boy ran his hand along the stem of his penis without using much pressure. Each would stop now and then to run his finger around the head of his penis. David was almost ready to come when he was surprised to see John wet finger on his other hand, lift his hips a little, and run his finger up and down his ass crack. David stopped pumping to watch this new approach. He'd never heard of anything like that before.
"Why are you doing that?"
"It makes it feel better, you ought to try it."
"Uh, okay."
David studied what John was doing and assumed the position he was in, licked his finger, and copied John's motions. It did feel real good when he ran his finger along his ass crack, particularly when he tickled his asshole. Maybe he could learn some more neat things from John. He rubbed a little harder and found it felt even better. He concentrated on tickling the area around his asshole and noticed that John did too.
"Gee, you're right. It does feel neat."
Both boys applied themselves to the business of producing a good climax. The only sounds were a constant slick, slick, slick of spit wet hands racing up and down hard adolescent penises. Occasionally one or the other of them would pause to gather a little more spit on his hand then he would go back to pumping again. Now and then one of them would grunt. Both of them found it was exciting to watch someone else jerk off. Each of them felt that it made their own jerk off feel better.
Their hands collided reaching for the kleenex and; spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; David's cum erupted into his hand, while spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble, dribble; John collected a handful of his own cum. They sat there, each holding the handful of cum, and looked at each other. David blushed, shrugged, and licked his hand clean. He'd been doing that for the last month or so and liked it. He watched John to see what his response would be. He hoped John wouldn't think that it was too nasty.
John's face split into a big grin and he did the same thing. He'd been doing that for almost two months before David had come to live on the farm. He was afraid that David would think it was gross if he did it first. He was glad David thought about things the same way he did. He'd missed almost a month but he and David could have a lot of fun together.
"Gee, David, I was stupid not trying to be friends sooner. I'm sorry I took so long and had to get a lecture from pop before I tried."
"I guess I could have said something too. Maybe even if I just jerked off one time we wouldn't have waited this long."
The boys played with their now soft penises for a moment or two then pulled on their pajama pants, hugged each other, lay down and were asleep in short order.
David woke up during the night. Until tonight each of the boys had slept on his own side of the bed never touching the other, now David found he was cuddled against John's back. His penis had come out of the fly of his pajamas and rested against John's ass. David's penis was hard and throbbing. John was asleep and breathing evenly. David reached inside John's pajamas and felt his penis again. It was soft but it didn't stay that way very long. David rubbed his finger over the head of John's penis and John wiggled as his penis got hard.
David took his hand away. John turned over and his own hand went down to his penis. David was sitting against the head board fingering his hard on. John took one look and joined him. Both boys grinned at each other and jerked off again. This time they didn't bother with the kleenex box.