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A Weeks Stay On the Farm - #6

by Skinflutelover


With my eyes full of sleep, and a hard on that would not quit, I staggered to the bathroom down the hall. I closed the door, dropped my briefs and lifted the seat on the commode. My piss stream was hard and strong and I had to aim down at the floor to keep from pissing all over the commode. A faint knock on the door surprised me, but I kept pissing. "Who is it?" I asked. Don answered and wanted to know if he could come in. I told him to come on in, so he opened the door and stepped inside the bathroom and then closed the door. He just stood there looking down at my cut cock and watching me piss. "Your first time to see a guy take a leak?" I asked him with a grin. He looked up, saw my smile and said, "First time I have seen a guy piss with a hard on like you have," he replied. I smiled back and said, "Well, it ain't easy," and finally emptied my bladder. I shook my cock a few times and looked at Don. "You want to play?" I asked him. He said, "No, not right now. Mom has breakfast ready, so wash up and come on down You want coffee with your breakfast?." "Yea," I said. "Black will be OK." Don turned and left the bathroom but took one last glance at my cock that was finally getting soft, and closed the door. I quickly washed my face, combed my hair, and brushed my teeth. My mouth felt like something had made a deposit in it, and I knew my breath probably smelled like it. Dashing back to the bedroom, I slipped on a fresh t-shirt, pulled on some walking shorts, put soxs on and slipped my feet into my walking shoes. I was down the stairway in about three bounds. As I walked into the kitchen, Don's mother was putting the plates already loaded with eggs, ham, biscuits and some cream gravy on the table. She looked up at me and said. "Good morning , Rob. Did you sleep well last night?" I smiled and told her I had slept very well, emphasizing the word 'well.' "Sit down and have some breakfast. I believe Don has poured you a cup of coffee. Cream? Sugar?" She put the creamer and sugar bowl in front of my plate. I thanked her and looked over at Don. He motioned to me that my fly was open. So I turned away from the table and started to zip my fly, but the zipper hung up. I looked aver my shoulder and Don's mother was looking the other way, so I just sat down at my place and started eating. Don looked at me and I made a motion to indicate I could not zip my fly. The breakfast was very good, and I was glad to eat a home cooked meal for a change. My meals usually were from the quick food location next to the college, or once in awhile I would get some pizza, or go to the nearest taco stand. The coffee was good and hot and strong, just like I like it. I soon had finished my breakfast and was starting on my second cup of coffee when Don's mother asked, "What do you have in mind for the chores today, Don?" Looking at him, he looked at me and then turned to his mother and said, "Well, I think I could teach Rob how to clean out the barn where the cattle feed." I blankly stared at Don and wanted to ask him what there was to clean out, and then I realized it was poop. I felt my heart sink thinking of shoveling poop for the rest of the morning. Don looked back at me and smiled. Then I knew he was joking. His mother looked at me, saw me breathe a sigh of relief and laughed a little and said, "I don't think Rob was too enthused about that project." Don took a sip of his coffee and said that perhaps 'we' should run into town and pick up some more feed for the chickens. He said that he noticed it was getting quite low. Don's mother suggested that he talk to his dad about it, and the conversation ended. Don's dad came into the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee, sat down at the table and looked at me.. "Rob, you look like you had a good night's sleep. That's good." I assured him I rested well and said that I was ready to do some chores around the farm, to just let me know what I could do. Don chimed in and said, "The chickens need more feed. I noticed yesterday their bins were getting very low. How about Rob and I drive into town and pick some up today?" His dad paused and then said, "That is a good idea. I have a part to the tractor I need to have welded. You could take that into Charlie's shop and have him fix it and pick up the chicken feed while you are in town. I'll get the part in a minute."

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Try as much as I could, sleep was not on my mind. Instead, I was feeling the sheets against my hard cock and every few seconds I would push my hips down into the bed and make my cock slip toward my belly button. It was a very pleasing sensation, one I did very frequently when at home and alone. I turned from laying on my belly to laying on my left side facing the wall. That wasn't doing any good.

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A Weeks Stay On the Farm - #6

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