Life Goes On - 25. On the Farm – Cumming of Age  

1973 - 1976

PT (Peter Thomas) nine year old son of Peter and Louise Smith (Boys of the 1950s) continued to show interest in farm life. He begged his parents to visit the farm in Seville whenever possible. Peter discussed his request for a longer visit with his friends, Rachel and Paul Winkler, parents of nine year old David, PT’s best friend. Their farm house was nearby and they owned the barn and fields surrounding the farm house where all visited and Uncle Will now lived. Thanks to Peter and Tom when all were in high school in the 1950s Rachel and Paul were able to use the farm house for their teenage love sessions. When Peter asked his friends if his son could stay with them for a week they readily accepted knowing how much their son, David, enjoyed his visits. It was understood that PT would be required to do farm chores.

PT and David were inseparable that week. They shared a bedroom with David’s brother, Paul Junior, three years older. David and Junior slept in bunk beds with Junior on top. PT slept on a mat on the floor. The first night PT and David were sitting on the bed reading comic books when Junior returned from doing his chores and undressed. PT had had frequent opportunity to check out Junior, as well as David’s father when they swam at the swimming hole on hot evenings. This raining night there had been no swimming. PT was aware that Paul Senior, the father, had the largest pecker of all including his father and Uncle Tom (not really an uncle – friend of his father). Twelve year old Junior’s had matured at a rate faster than most boys his age. He enjoyed showing off and when he took off his pants and underwear stood naked in front of his younger brother and PT. He then announced, “I think it is time for you two to learn how to use this,” as he played with himself. He then started running his hand up and down the shaft. Both PT and David had played with themselves for years and knew that when they rubbed it there would be a wonderful feeling that suddenly sent shivers through their bodies following by a strange feeling of calm. PT and David often touched each other. This was the first time they saw an older person do it. Junior continued to stroke his cut dick. Suddenly he increased the tempo and to the surprise of the nine year olds white stuff squirted out onto the floor. Junior’s body shook. He then said, “When you cum, that is when white juice squirts out, you are a man. Cumming is the most wonderful feeling a man can have. I heard that it even feels better if you do it inside a girl instead of just using your hands. Let me see you try.”

PT and David dropped their pajamas bottoms and each began stroking their little dicks. After a while each got that special feeling and stopped. From then on every night the three jerked off together with Junior shooting his load and the younger boys feeling good while wishing they would squirt like a man. PT’s father, Peter, had discussed growing up with him. He had explained why some men had skin on their dicks and others did not which were called cut or circumcised and uncut or natural. Both fathers, Peter and Paul Sr. as well as the sons, Paul Jr. and David were cut while PT was not. Also Uncle Tom, his dad’s best friend like him, was uncut. His father had explained that baby boys have no say in the matter if they are cut. It is just something the parents have done, sometimes for religious reasons while in the father’s case on the recommendation of a doctor. His father had told him that he could make the decision as to whether he was cut or left natural. He would not be allowed to make the decision to have himself cut until he was eighteen and understood life and dicks (his father had said with a chuckle) better.

Actually David was infatuated with PT’s natural dick and PT was with David’s cut one. When alone they both enjoyed inspecting the other’s, kissing it and sometimes putting it in their mouths.

When Peter visited the farm the following weekend to bring his son home both PT and David begged for another week. Paul Sr. and Rachel encouraged a longer visit as PT was a good companion for David and worked as much as a nine year old could be expected to. PT stayed another week and visited for a week later in the summer.

While it would be almost three years until either PT or David squirted like a man they enjoyed trying usually daily or more frequent both solo and with each other.

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Spring 1974 – Tom’s friend / mentor / sometimes sex partner, Keith Kleman – age 69, collapsed at his desk in his vice-president’s office at Olentangy Insurance headquarters. Word spread through the building and Tom was in Keith’s office before the paramedics arrived. He never left Keith’s side during the next two days. Keith, who appeared the picture of health had had a stroke. One side of his body was paralyzed and he had difficulty speaking although his mind was alert. He laughed as best as he could when Tom asked him if he wanted a massage. They discussed their chance meeting in the summer of 1956 soon after Tom’s high school graduation (Boys of the 1950s). They had met at a restaurant in Columbus when Tom had driven his uncle’s furniture store truck from Cleveland to Columbus to pick up merchandise. The merchandise was not ready and Tom was forced to stay overnight. Keith had asked if he could share Tom’s table in the nearly empty restaurant. When he had told Tom he had leg cramps from a ten hour drive from Peoria as well as back pain that could only be relieved by a massage Tom offered to give him a massage. Actually, within five minutes of meeting this handsome fifty year old man in the restaurant, Tom was totally infatuated. The massage started a friendship that had lasted eighteen years. Keith mentored Tom while he was in college and encouraged him to apply for an internship and then full time employment at Olentangy Insurance. Tom held Keith’s hand as he fell into a deep sleep from which he never woke. (Actually Keith years later told Tom he had no pains or cramps that required a massage. He just wanted this young man that he assumed was straight to massage him.)

Tom made all the funeral arrangements and discovered he was both executor to Keith’s will and the major beneficiary. Except for a few distant relatives and charities Tom inherited the bulk of the estate including Keith’s home, 1972 Corvette, Stocks, Bonds and an incredible male porn collection that included pictures, books and 8 mm movies. One of the movies was Jack Wrangler’s first porn film, Eyes of a Stranger.

Tom felt a large void in his live with the loss of Keith. His lover, Peter, grieved with him.

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1975 – The two families of the Boys (and girls) of the 1950s were to all appearances just typical suburban families. The fact that the two married couples shared their beds to project to their children a normal, maybe humdrum, life the husband/husband couple and wife/wife couple continued active sex lives. The home office in the basement of one of their adjacent homes, Uncle Wills mostly vacant apartment as he usually lived on the farm in Seville and for the ‘boys’ an occasional visit to Club Columbus Baths provided them with more loving sexual encounters than most couples aged 37. With their numerous community activities: Scout Den mothers, and assistant Scout masters, Little league coaching, active in civic organizations, host to neighborhood picnics, and participant in various elementary and middle school activities they were well respected in the community.

The area of social activities in which they did not participate was any form of religious services. Tom had tested his local Catholic priest by making up a confession that one of his male coworkers had come onto him while on an overnight business trip reception and with too much to drink he had not resisted. The level of chastisement by the priest was outrageous. While he would have accepted a mild lecture and forgiveness if he repented the harsh comments by the priest made Tom sad. The fact that the comments were interspersed with Biblical reference including specific chapter and verse indicated this priest was obsessed with the concept of man/man relationships. Never was there any mention of Jesus’s preaching of LOVE. That was the last time Tom attended Catholic mass in his suburban hometown. When he visited his parents he always attended mass and confessed to Father Sean, his teenage religious mentor. Peter had a similar experience at the Methodist Church. He told his wife Louise he would first attend the service alone and then make an appointment with the minister. He told the minister a made up story: his brother had moved to San Francisco and lived with another man. He had visited his brother and was shocked to discover they shared a bed. How should he react? Unfortunately the reply, while not as harsh as that of the Catholic priest nor filled with Biblical references, condemned the act as unnatural. Tom, Peter and their wives discussed the reactions of the Catholic and Protestant churches and decided they would not expose their children to such intolerance.

Three of four children, the Smith’s twins (PT – Peter Thomas and Louise Ann) as well as Tom and Ann Kowalski’s Sean Peter were top students in their fifth grade classes. The rebellious Ann Margaret Kowalski was just getting by in her seventh grade middle school class. Her sometimes defiant behavior had resulted in numerous parent / teacher conferences starting in the first grade. Her mother, Ann, being a teacher herself in a different school district both understood that some students were different while also being totally frustrated with the daughter’s behavior.

The careers of all four Children of the 1950s flourished as they successfully combined professional lives with family responsibilities: The Smiths – Peter an Associate Professor at Ohio State and Louise an Assistant Professor of Physics at Ohio Wesleyan University; Tom Kowalski in his management position at Olentangy Insurance and Ann who having completed her master’s in education administration had been appointed principal of an elementary school.

The four had truly obtained ‘The American Dream’ while maintaining their very satisfying sex lives.

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Summer of 1976 – PT, now twelve years of age, continued with his interest in farming. He surprised his parents by discussing farm issues from crop rotation to the concerns of changes in government policy related to milk subsidies. During the previous two summers he had impressed the parents of his best friend, David, with his eager and helpful work on the farm during visits. With the consent of both his parents and David’s parents he was allowed to live on the farm the entire summer of 1976. After a week of sleeping on a mat in David’s room the two boys suggested that they sleep in one of the spare rooms in Uncle Will’s farmhouse. Since this farmhouse was adjacent to the barn where the dairy cattle were kept it would be convenient for the boys to do the early morning milking and tending to the animals. Uncle Will, at age 81, gladly accepted the company of these two handsome young men and enjoyed having these twelve year old boys in his house. Most mornings he cooked a hearty breakfast that they shared together after the cows were milked and sent to pasture. He also prepared lunches for them to have at home or in the field while working and most dinners. He did this because he enjoyed their company. They could have eaten dinners with David’s family and prepared their own breakfast and lunches. The boys enjoyed being with this old man who was older than their grandparents. Evenings they either watched TV together or played board games such as Monopoly or Parcheesi. As the summer progressed Uncle Will added some enjoyment to their games teaching the boys to play poker. They did not play for money, just poker chips. The boy with the most chips at the end of the game received a Hersey chocolate bar, not a great prize as the boys had pocket money and could have bought their own. The winning of the candy bar was symbolic of the boy’s success.

Will had his own large bedroom and bath on the first floor while the boys had the privacy of the second floor except most weekends when various friends of Uncle Will and relatives visited. However, PT would miss sleeping in the same room with David’s brother Paul. While Paul who had taught the boys the pleasure of jacking off three years earlier no longer did in in front of them he was not shy about being naked and displaying his man sized large dick. It was obvious his would match that of his father, the biggest pecker PT had seen at the swimming hole or anywhere. At twelve years of age David was also growing at a pace faster than PT.

One hot day in August the boys were given the task of picking corn. Following tending the cows and a big country breakfast prepared by Will they walked to the corn field carrying twenty burlap bags. Paul Sr., David’s father, thought this would be enough bags for the section of the field they were assigned. As they filled each bag it was carried to the edge of the field where older brother Paul Jr. later would load it onto a trailer pulled by a tractor. After filling fifteen bags they realized there were more ears of corn than anticipated and they would need more. They rested sitting side by side leaning against a bag full of corn ears.

David: “We deserve a long rest. Dad thought we would only fill twenty bags, I think we will fill thirty.” Chuckling he continued, “My back, arms and legs are tired. But my pecker needs some exercise. Mine feels special today. Sitting here in the middle of the corn field no one will see us except the crows flying overhead. Let’s give them something to look at.” As he said this he unsnapped his bib overall jeans lowering them and his underwear to his knees. PT watched him with some envy as his friends pecker was growing into a man size while his was still boy size. However, as jealous as he was he still enjoy doing it with his friend. He also undid the top of his bib overall jeans and sat naked to the knees with his friend. They both were hard by the time their jeans were lowered. Being young men their dicks stood pointed toward their stomach, almost straight up when standing. (As most men age the angle of the erect penis usual lowers, first standing almost straight up and later pointing straight our horizontal or lower). The boys frequently played with each other’s dicks. PT enjoyed the now larger size of David’s while David had fun with the skin over PT’s dickhead.

PT reached over and began stroking his friend’s. David just laid back savoring the feeling as PT took care of both of their dicks. The sensation that David felt was different than ever before. Suddenly he felt a rush through his body as his pecker spasmed and some white juice dribbled out onto his belly. Never had he had such an intense finish. His whole body went limp. Upon realizing what had happened he shouted out, “I’m a man.” While neither the intensity nor volume of the squirt had been equal to what his older brother had demonstrated he was ecstatic. David had mixed feelings. He enjoyed holding his friend’s pecker and was proud that he was stroking it when it proved David had become as man. He also felt regret that he was still just a little boy with a little boy dick. While he rubbed his hand over the creamy stuff his own dick deflated. They both fingered the cream and lifted their fingers to their noses to smell it. They were disappointed at the lack of any odor. Using leaves pulled off a corn stalk David cleaned himself.

David exclaimed, “You cannot believe the feeling. When we did it in the past I got a good feeling. This time it was like a fireworks went off. I thought I was going to pass out. Wow! What a feeling. You cannot understand this until your time comes. The more we practice the sooner it will happen for you.”

PT could only reply, “I hope so, soon.”

Note – It would be another year before PT shoots. When it finally happened he had had a growth spurt and he was privately proud that he was now taller and had a slightly bigger dick than his friend.

They filled the remaining bags and after eating the sandwiches prepared by Uncle Will headed to the barn to get more bags. As they approached the barn they saw the farm pick-up truck parked. Paul Jr. had been driving for a couple of years as many farm boys usually start driving around the farm before the legal driving age. Now he was driving on regular roads as he had recently turned sixteen and received his driver’s license. As they entered the barn David started to call out to his brother when they heard a girl laughing. Then they heard Paul Jr. telling the girl to ‘be quiet, or someone will find us’.

The sound was coming from the hayloft. The twelve year old boys looked at each other and David held his finger to his lips signaling to be quiet and pointed to a ladder in the corner. The two climbed the ladder into a small storage room walled off from the hayloft. The wall was made of planks of wood with spaces between them. Since the room had no windows and the sun was shining in through the open door of the hayloft they could easily see what Paul Jr. and his girlfriend, Mary, were doing. She was on her back naked. Junior kneeled over her with his overalls lowered. He was stroking his big dick while she smiled at him. He then took a small package out of his overall pocket and opened it. He inspected a white round object that was in the package. He handed it to Mary. She took it and placed it against his dickhead. She then rolled it down over his dick. Junior then spit on his hand and rubbed it on his covered dick. He then laid on top of Mary. When she started to cry out he put his hand over her mouth. “Be quiet, do you want to announce our fucking to the world.” He then pushed in. The boys knew what was happening as they had seen bulls on cows and dogs doing it. But this was the first time they had seen people doing it. They could see Junior’s ass moving up and down. He removed his hand from Mary’s mouth. She reached up and pulled his face down for a kiss. She started to moan softly. Junior kept pushing up and down. Finally he gave a hard push in as his ass cheeks tightened. David knew exactly the feeling he was having. Then Junior got back on his knees and pulled the white think off his dick. He held it up for Mary to see the white cum inside it and then dropped it into an opening in the wall. While they got dressed PT and David quietly snuck down the ladder and went into the farmhouse. The house was empty as Uncle Will had gone to town. They sat at the table and nonchalantly drank glasses of milk and ate molasses cookies dropped off by David’s mother the previous evening. They were relieved to hear the truck start up and saw Junior and Mary drive off. They immediately went to the barn to find the white thing Junior thrown away. They found the opening in the wall but could not fit a hand into it to retrieve whatever it was. PT had an idea and they got the fishing pole kept in the lower store room. Lowering the fishing line and hook down the opening they were able to snag it and pulled it out. The rubber tube was still wet on the outside. David held it up to the light and they saw a pool of white cream at the bottom. They knew what it was and were impressed with the quantity. He then held it so the cream could pour out onto the floor. They leaned in and smelled it. Just like David’s there was no special odor. David decided to try it on. He lowered his pants and his not yet full man size dick stood at attention. Between the smaller size of his dick and the slipper stuff remaining inside it he had no difficulty pulling it down over himself. PT stroked it and once again David got that wonderful feeling. Since some of his brother’s stuff was still in it he could not tell if he squirted any. David hid it where it could not be seen but would be easy to get at.

Taking more burlap bags they returned to the corn field; older, wiser, happy and somewhat confused.

As the summer progressed they watched for signs for the return of Paul Jr. and Mary to the hayloft. Two more times they had the pleasure of witnessing fucking.

At supper Will noticed they boys were bubbling with exhilaration. When he asked why they were so happy David told him they had a great day because while David’s father had expected them to pick twenty bags of corn they had picked almost forty. As a reward on Saturday they would be dropped off in Medina (the nearest town of any size) and given money to go to the movies and buy popcorn and pop. They would see King Kong.

While Will accepted that seeing this film would be exciting he had a feeling their exuberance indicated the boys had had a more interesting day than they were sharing. Having never told his parents about his exploits at that age he did not press the issue. He thought to himself, ‘If those boys were a little older I might assume they just got laid. Oh to be young again and have boyhood experiences’.

Will’s consideration about the boy’s relationship had been questioned a few weeks earlier. One hot afternoon while the boys were helping David’s father in the farthest corn field a sudden unexpected violent rainstorm hit the area. After closing the downstairs windows Will went upstairs to make sure none were open. He had not been on the upper level of the house since the boys had moved in. After closing the windows in their room he noted something out of place. There were two beds in the room but only one appeared to have been slept in. One was made and neat and the other was unmade. What especially peeked his interest was that the neat made bed had no pillow and the unmade one had two pillows. He also noted that there were two pairs of clean pajamas on the neat bed. It would appear that the boys were sharing a bed and probably sleeping naked.

While Will could not remember what he was doing at age twelve he was sure that had he had the opportunity to sleep naked with the right boy he would have seized the opportunity. Unfortunately all he could remember about growing up was that he felt different and never knew why. It was upsetting when his father and brother, Peter’s grandfather (PT’s great-grandfather), made fun of him because he was more interested in drawing than playing rough games. He did not know what he wanted but knew he would not be happy living with his own family. In 1910 there were no known communities where he felt he could just be himself, whatever himself was. There was absolutely no information on gays, in fact he did not know what a gay person was so did not identify as a man who loved men. He was just confused. The only place he heard about man being with men was in sermons where the preacher talked about a man lying with a man was considered an abomination. The preacher would rant about ‘sodomites’ when preaching about men lying with men. He had no idea what a sodomite was and the dictionary definition was no help. Sodomite: a person who practices sodomy. Definition of sodomy: intercourse that involves oral or anal copulation. More definitions and more confusion. To a teenager in 1910 this was bewildering. One day he had asked his Sunday school teacher after class about sodomites. The answer was a harsh rebuke that he should not have such sinful thoughts. In his junior year in high school he had suggested to a friend that they jerk off together. His ‘friend’ told him he was disgusting and told others about this pervert. The last two years of high school were the most miserable years of his life. It seemed that he was being shunned by the entire class. At one point he considered suicide but luckily had fallen into his own special world, the world of art. He fantasized about living somewhere else but did not know where. Following high school he left home and moved to the nearest city, Cleveland, where he worked for a commercial artist drawing advertisements. He enlisted in the army during World War I serving on battlefields in Europe. After his experience in high school he kept his desires hidden while in the army. After the army he attended university without support from his parents and eventually found a job in the South far from his family. This led to part time then full time teaching art at Daisyville College. He met a kindred soul and eventually learned the joys of sodomy. His relationship with JB continued to JB’s death a few years ago.

After he was established in Daisyville he would occasionally visit family in Ohio. When he visited his brother, Peter’s grandfather / PT’s great grandfather, his brother kept him limited in contact with other family members. The only close relative that showed kindness was Mary, Peter’s mother /PT’s grandmother who invited him to stay at their home. At age eighteen Peter (PT’s father) visited his great-uncle in Georgia. Peter was already in a relationship with Tom and while helping his uncle, both an artist and professional photographer, develop film discovered their mutual interest in man sex. During this visit Peter met Henry, the yard boy, who graduated from college thanks to Uncle Will’s mentoring and financial help. Peter while posing nude for a private art class his uncle taught met an artist, Seth. He introduced Seth to Henry and they became lovers eventually escaping the small town mentality by moving to a city, Cleveland, Ohio. Also, in a city they hoped a mixed race couple could live together without the constant scrutiny of small town gossips.

After reminiscing about his coming of age he decided he must talk to the boys about their life style. While there was a possibility that these two twelve olds were just two straight buddies he believed their relationship was much deeper. That evening after supper Will spoke to them, “I have something to discuss with you. Before I start I want to be perfectly clear that I see nothing wrong with your friendship. I am not scolding you, I am just informing you. This afternoon when that sudden heavy rainfall hit I went upstairs to close the windows. After closing the windows I noticed one bed in your room had been slept in and the other apparently had not been slept in. I also saw no pillow on the neat made bed and two pillows on the unmade bed. It would appear you are both sleeping in the same bed. I also noted two pairs of clean, folded pajamas laying on the neat made bed. From this I concluded that you two are sharing the same bed sleeping naked together. Maybe I am wrong but that is my conclusion.” Will waited for a reply and the silence indicated his assumptions were true. “I personally have no problem with you sleeping together naked. What you do behind closed doors is no one’s business. But, unfortunately most people might find it strange and even abnormal for two boys or men to sleep together, especially if they are naked. If one of your parents had been visiting during that rainstorm they might have gone upstairs to check the windows and discovered how you sleep. It is possible that they would have been concerned and forbidden you to sleep in the same room or possibly even continue your friendship. I do not agree with such thoughts but unfortunately that is how most people think. So, I have some suggestions. Sleep in the other bed for at least one night. In the morning leave both beds unmade and make sure each bed has its own pillow. Also wear your pajama bottoms for at least an hour to make them appear to be used. Then hang them on a hook on the wall. Keep the pajama bottoms close by in case of an emergency, like a fire, so you don’t have to run outside naked. This conversation is just between us. I am not telling you how to sleep or not sleep. I am telling you to keep your activities private. Now I have some good news. David’s mother dropped off an elderberry pie, my favorite. It is in the oven warming. Would one of you get ice cream out of the freezer so we can share the world’s tastiest dessert.

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A year later – PT was looking forward to another summer on the farm. In early May he and his father visited Uncle Will at the farm. Arriving Friday evening David came to the farm and stayed overnight Friday and Saturday so it would be easy to tend to the cows in the morning. Of course the real reason for David’s overnight was so they could have quality time naked together in bed. Since his father was sleeping in the room across the hall they were careful to not bring attention to their sleeping (and playing) arrangement. Both boys had developed over the year. With a spurt of growth PT’s dick was now longer, both soft and hard, than David’s. However, David who had had his first cumming ten months earlier was now shooting impressive quantities and distances while PT was feeling good while jacking with no squirting yet.

A month later PT was home in his bedroom doing what he did almost every day, sometimes twice and on rare occasions more often. As he lay on his bed on his back jacking he thought of the loads his buddy David pumped out. Suddenly PT had a more intense feeling than ever. Out dribbled a couple squirts of white stuff. He almost screamed with excitement from both the realization that it had finally happened and the fantastic feeling that tore through his body, a feeling both in intensity and pleasure he had never had before. Elated, he was now a man! Although only a few drops had spewed out he was happy as it was about the same as David had shot his first time. Every time he and David jacked together David’s quantity and intensity increased. PT knew the same would happen to him and he vowed to practice frequently to develop his cummings. A month later when he returned to the farm for the summer he proudly demonstrated his movement into manhood. By the end of the summer he had made up for lost time and was shooting equal to David, both in quantity and distance.