[JEMMA]

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The contents is 100℅ NOT from me, but just added some local Flavours & Erotic Images to enhance the story.[B]

Chapter 1 - Two Young Friends Grow Up Together

Both young adults now, Jim and I have been best friends since we were 7-years old. Most of our hanging out has always with each other, though we both had and have a couple other friends. Our being friends is not surprising when you learn our family farms were the only families with kids close enough to each other to walk or bike to for a visit.

We lived in a very large Midwest county, filled with very large farms, but very small communities. Our farm was over 500 acres, Jim's family had more than 800. His Dad had added a brother's land when he gave up farming for a factory job near Chicago, and a regular paycheck.

Ours was a poor county, but it had little poverty. The rich people were in Battle Creek, Michigan. You know them, the suits who charge you $4 for a box of cereal that's half air. The ones who think the farmer should get pennies per bushel [That's a lot of boxes of cereal by the way!] after the farmer took all the risks and did 95% of the work by buying seed, planting it, fighting bugs and weeds, harvesting it, storing it, then hauling it to the rail head, plus a lot more.

What all that means to you, reading this story, is simply this. We always had good food to eat, a nice life, clean air, and pleasant surroundings. Our cars were always older, so our tractor could be newer. We had what we needed, but luxuries were far apart and few in between.

How poor was our county? If you turn on Route 6 at the Junction with Route 7, just past the 6 & 7 Diner was a 'Welcome to ****** County' sign. Under that banner, before I was born, it used to read AN ALMOST PERFECT PLACE. Guess someone with a shotgun got a bit drunk one night, and blew a big hole in it.

The county government made sure our couple school buildings were always painted and repaired, but they never found the money to fix that sign. So, as far back as I can recall, that sign read A{ }ALMOST PERFECT PLACE.

I was lucky, I had a friend who lived 'next door', next door being over a half-mile down my road. Still I better off than others, some kids had no one their age for miles around.

Today I understand how fortunate I was; Jim and I seemed able to talk about anything and everything with each other. We became confidants early on. We were able to trust each other with secrets, doubts and fears. Around age 8 or 9 we began to wonder about girls together. We'd share stories about seeing up Margie's skirt at school, or rubbing against Suzie during a game of "Pile On".

Neither of us was in anyway gay, but we did experience early sexual awaking stuff together. We'd undress before bedtime, or skinny dip at Bennett's pond. Naturally we noticed the changes in each other when puberty arrived for us. For example, mornings after a sleepover, we'd catch each other having 'morning erections'.

We discovered masturbation separately. I don't know which of us was able to come first, nor do I recall at what point we understood that we were both able to ejaculate. Still, at some point growing up, we both knew that coming was "IT"!

By the time we were 18, we still slept over at each other's house regularly. Being horny-as-hell boys without girlfriends, it wasn't unusual after our conversations that late evening would find us both with raging erections and our stash of hidden Playboy's strewn about. Eventually it got to where we'd masturbate into our underwear, under the covers in each other's presence.

Soon our shyness waned. Now and then we'd just drop our drawers, then jack off in plain sight of each other. We were mostly interesting in the dirty pictures, but it was natural to peek at each other. Seeing another dick in action added to the excitement sometimes. Like real boys, we'd even bet who could "shoot his stuff" the farthest occasionally.

Jimmy had two older sisters, both were serious foxes. Beth was barely a year older than Jim while Lynn was just a shade over two years his senior. They looked so much alike that many people thought they were twins when they'd wear matching outfits. To this day they remain two of the most beautiful girls I've ever known; both looked soft and adorable in anything they wore, makeup or not, morning or night. Beth and Lynn were like poster girls for country living.

One night I recall Jimmy came flying back into his room grinning ear-to-ear, muttering "Holy Shit, Holy Shit!!". He'd left a few minutes earlier to go to the bathroom next to his bedroom. Flopping onto the bed, Jimmy slid his hand into his pants as he started wriggling like a worm on a hook.

"What is it? What's going on?" I hissed. "Come on, what's up?"

Jimmy slid his pants down. His dick was hard as a fence post; he began pumping himself with his eyes closed while still saying "Holy Shit!" Again I begged to know what the hell was going on.

Finally Jimmy opened his eyes, man they were practically glazed. Acting like he was on drugs Jimmy said, "I just spent the last couple minutes looking at Beth naked. Now leave me alone, I just gotta come right now while I can still see her in my head!"

But I wanted to hear everything immediately. Thinking more with my dick than my head I made a quick deal. I promised to give him his first hand job, the best he'd ever hoped for, if he would just lay there with his eyes closed and "think out loud."

Jim covered his eyes with his hands, then started talking quietly. I grabbed his penis and began to pump him slowly.

When he'd left the room, just before going into the bathroom, he noticed Beth's door was open a crack. Jimmy liked to snoop on his sisters. From force of habit, he'd walked a couple extra steps to peek into her room. BETH WAS UNDRESSING. She was changing out of a sweat suit. Just as he first peered into her room, she was taking her top off. His sisters were normally super careful about keeping their doors shut tight, but she'd goofed, so Jimmy had gotten his first good look at a naked girl.

He could only see her left breast; it was the size of a juicy, jumbo orange, looking a bit heavy. Jimmy described seeing a long thick nipple that stuck way out. Next she bent at the waist to pull off her bottoms. As she leaned forward, Jimmy described how her teat swung down, how it swayed heavily.

Before he had time to fully absorb that sight, her pants were being lowered. Her ass was suddenly before his eyes. Beth is very athletic, apparently her butt was as firm and tight as anything we'd ever seen in Playboy. Beth had stepped out of her pants and stood up. There she was, long legs, firm buns, nice teat, long, light-brown hair; in other words a teen goddess.

Beth walked to her table, put down her jewelry, then took a couple more steps to her dresser. The process was reversed as she put on a silky bra, then stepped into her panties. As Jim reached the part about Beth bending over again to step into her panties, his breathing became so ragged that I knew he was ready to shoot.

Grabbing a bottle of hand lotion, I squirted some onto the head of his dick. Dropping the bottle, I quickly wrapped my free hand around the top of his shaft like a baseball bat. That did it! Jim started humping into my hands, within seconds he was coming like crazy. His hips went out of control, I could barely hold onto his penis. His warm sperm coated my fingers, it actually felt kinda sexy, like nothing I'd every experienced before.

Still panting, Jim kept saying that he'd never come like that, ever; he kept thanking me. While I was sort of in shock, I was also still horny as hell; I hadn't come, but I sure wanted to. Finally, I couldn't stand it any more. I said "If you're really that grateful then start at the beginning where Beth is undressing, and do for me what I did for you!"

Guess Jim's hormones were still raging so strongly that he readily agreed. After I took off my pants, we switched places. Laying back, I closed my eyes.

Hesitating for a few seconds, Jim at last grabbed my penis to jerk me off as he again relived watching Beth strip. Taking longer this time, Jim described Beth's left breast as he saw it from the three-quarter view he'd had as she raised, then lowered her arms over her head. Sounding awestruck, he repeated the part about Beth bending over, then pulling down her pants.

Again he described, in detail, seeing her butt sticking up into the air, then clearly spotting her slit through her light brown pubic hair. Jim's graphic narrative, combined with someone else's hand being on my dick, pushed me over the edge; I lost it. Groaning, I strained my hips upward. Realising what was about to happen, Jim clamped his hand over my helmet just as I launched my first spurt. The effect was to bathe my tip in a warm sperm bath. Jim ground his palm around my glans, enabling me to hump my penis into his palm. It was the most amazing, powerful orgasm I'd ever known.