Now, I ain't much of a storyteller, but, I'm a-gonna give a go, da tell y'all 'bout my excitin' youthful years. Them was the days, back when I was a shaver, I tell ya! Me 'n' m' two bes' buddies, Jeb 'n' Zeke, we use'ta spen' jus' 'bout all day, ever' blesset day, in the summertime, down 't the ol' swimmin' hole. We would strip down, buck nekkid, by golly, an' jus' splash aroun' the livelong day!
I 'mimber, wunst, when, ol' Zeke, he was floatin' on 'is back, an' 'e says, ya know, 'e hollered, "Hey, looky, y'all, I'm a WHALE!" An', we looked, an', wouldn'cha know, he was holdin' 'is li'l pecker up, jus' out a the water, just a-peein', straight up! Ol' Zeke, he was funny 'at way. He was REAL funny! I hollert back, "Hey, Zeke, ya stoopid muther fucker, yer pissin' all over yersailf!" Me 'n' Jeb busted out laffin' an' guffawin' so hard, an' slappin' one 'nother on the back, 'til we broke out inda a slap fight. He was slappin' me so bad, I fin'ly had da dive inda the water da get away from 'im. Jeb didn' know 'is own strenf, an' he could hit SOME hard, lemme tell ya!
One time, at the beginnin' a summer, when we was, I reckon, 'bout eighteen, or so, we was layin' out on the pier just a-sunnin' our nekkid selfs, an' stoopid ol' Zeke, he ast us, he says, "Hey! Y'all ever beat'cher meat?" He was hol'in' 'is fis' at 'is crotch, jus' a-pumpin' away. I says, "Whut're
ya, some kinda faiggit er sump'm?" I pushed 'im so hard, 'e fell right smack in the water, 'cuz, he was layin', like, right on the edge a the pier, ya know? An', he was SOME mad! When 'e come up, 'e hollers at me, "Hey!
Fuckhead! I jus' wonted da know if ya DID it; I diddn' wonna do it TO ya, y' basterd!" I jus' hollert right back, "QUEER! FAIGGIT! QUEER! FAIGGIT!"
This jus' made 'im madder an' madder, which wuddn' hard da do, wit' Zeke, lemme tell ya. So, he tries da splash water up on me, but 'e cain't reach, an' 'e's hollerin', "SHUDDUP... SHUDDUP... SHUDDUP!" He goes back underwater an', 'e comes up wid' a big, ol' fuckin' hunk a mud an', he hurls it at me, but he missed by a mile. 'At boy never could th'ow worth a shit. I said, "YOU shuddup, ...an' haul yer crybaby ass back up here. When he got back up on the pier, he's sulkin', ya know, an' he commences to pickin' at 'is thigh an' sayin', "You made me get a splinner, ya bast'd!" I said, "Oh, ...I'm sorry." I really was sorry. I was jus' pickin' on the li'l fucker; I wudd'n tryin' da hurt 'im none. He says, "You SHOULD be sorry!" I said, "Shuddup."
Jus' 'bout then, ol' Jeb, who could be even stoopider'n Zeke sometime, pipes up with: "I do." Me 'n' Zeke bofe said 't the same time, "You do WHUT?"
"Beat m' meat," he says. On top a that, he says, "I do it two, three times a day, sometime." Zeke says t' me, "SEE? HE admits it, too. It feels GOOD, don' it, Jeb?" I said da Jeb, I says, "Goddamn, boy, you a meat-beatin' FOOL!" Then, stoopid ol' Zeke says, "Is 'at why yer dick is so big? 'Cuz a ya stretch it out all a time?" I said, "Zeke, you so stoopid." He says, "Well... it COULD be why." I said, "Then, maybe YOU oughta do it more often." He said, "Shuddup." I said, "Hey, I'm just tryin' da he'p ya out, li'l buddy." He says, "YOU ain't got nuttin' da write home 'bout."
Now, I hafta admit, ol' Jeb DID have a honker of a pecker 'twixt 'is legs.
An', him, bein' so tall an' skinny an' all, made 'is "package" look all 'at much bigger. 'Spesh'ly on them hot, hot days-his dick an' balls hung down from 'is patch a blon' hair like a smallmouth bass an' a couple a persimmons in a Crown Royal pouch. I said to 'im, I says, "I tell you what-as big as 'at sucker is SOF', I'd hate ta see ya wit' a ragin' hard-on! I'd be downright scaredt if you pointed 'at muther fucker at me!" I helt m' han's up, like folks in movies do, when 'ey got a gun pointed at 'em. So, Zeke says ta Jeb, "Jus' how big DOES 'at thang git?" I said, "Goddamn, Zeke, you queer." He says, "Shuddup. I AM not." But, I hafta admit, I was thinkin' the same goddamn thang. So Jeb says, "Maybe I could show ya." An', he lays down on the pier wit' 'is legs danglin' at the knees over the side, an', wit' one hand on 'is pubes an' the other on 'is dick, he commences ta poundin' 'is pud, right there in front a God an' ever'body! I MEAN, I couldn' fuckin' b'lieve it! But, I, sure's hell, wuddn' goin' nowheres-THIS, I had da SEE! An', by golly, I'm tellin' ya, that sucker grew an' grew 'til it was jus' 'bout the size of a ripe, goddamn cucumber!
An', I ain't talkin' gherkins, neither, buddy!
So, I'm sittin' 'ere in the hot sun, 'twixt Jeb an' Zeke, tryin' da hol' m' dick 'tween m' legs, 'cuz, I hafta admit, it was kinda springin' da life 'ere, watchin' ol' Jeb stroke 'is honker. Fin'ly, he quits 'is strokin', an' 'e says, "'Ere 'diz!" He's holdin' 'is cucumber at the root, pointin' it straight up at the sky, an' stretchin' it taut. I can see he's clenchin' 'is butt cheeks d'gether, an' I'm a-thankin' 'e's just pridef'ly tryin' ta make it look as long an' as fat as 'e kin, which wuddn' nes'ary, lemme tell ya, 'cuz it was plen'y goddamn big. So, I glanced over 't Zeke, ta see what's his re-action, an' I see 'is li'l pecker is all a way hard, 'n' stickin' straight up, TOO! He's leanin' back on 'is elbows, wid 'is eyes jus' a-glued da Jeb, like a dirty ol' man at a girly show. I'm lookin' back an' forfh 'twixt Jeb an' Zeke, an' Zeke starts a-goin' da town, beatin' 'is meat, like 'e cain't he'p hisself. So, Jeb sees 'iss, an' he commences ta beatin' HIS meat again! B' this time, 'tween 'ese two masterbatin' muther fuckers, I cain't hardly hol' m' dick down no more, an' I thought 'bout jumpin' inda the water da hide m' hard-on, but I figgered, "hey, what the hell"? So, I open m' legs, lettin' m' dick slap me hard on m' belly, an' I joint in on the fun!