(This story contains incest. Be advised.)
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A week later Charlie and Annie's brother Ben sat by the edge of this same pool. Both boys were naked save for their raggedy grey shorts. Both boys were muscular farm hands, heady with the physicality of youth. Ben was a shade taller than Charlie, but Charlie's shoulders were wider. Rugged forced labor had hardened the black boy and forced him into pre-mature manhood.
They were fishing. Already they'd accumulated an admirable string of specks, bream, and even a couple of smallmouth bass.
The boys lazed along in silence, barely noticing their fishing jiggers. Charlie rolled some tobacco and lit it. He took several drags, then passed the stogie to Ben, who repeated the process.
Suddenly Ben's pole jumped. He grabbed it quickly and snatched another fat speck from the water.
"Dat's a nice one," noted Charlie.
Ben grinned. "That's eight to your five. I told you I was hot today!!"
Ben bent his hook out of the fish's jaws. He ran the connected string of prior captives through the new fish's gills and out its mouth. Then he tossed the string of gasping fish back into the water at their feet.
The boys sat in silence for a time. They knew each other well. They'd hunted and played together since early childhood. They'd shared any number of heaving pubic scalps. They'd also shared each other's deepest secrets.
But Charlie had one secret he hadn't shared with Ben. He didn't know how Ben would react to the knowledge that he had boned Annette, Ben's younger sister, although Ben was aware that Charlie had bedded several local white girls. Indeed, Ben had shared some of his own conquests with Charlie, and vice versa.
It was a hot Louisiana summer day—stiflingly hot. Ben leaned casually against a huge oak tree and held his fishing pole against his hip. Charlie sat closer to the pool, allowing his feet to dangle in the water. They had several cane poles propped up over various trees and rocks.
After some minutes of boredom, Ben casually unclasped his pants and pulled out his dick. He let it flop against his leg and regarded it casually. It was heavy and uncircumcised, protruding from a thick shock of red pubic hair.
Charlie watched him, suppressing a knowing smile.
The white boy began to stroke his member slowly. He wiped some salty sweat from his cheeks, using it for lubrication.
"Dang, it's hot today!" he observed, as his penis expanded and lengthened.
Charlie didn't respond. Instead, he unbuttoned his own pants and pulled out his own dick. He mimicked Ben's masturbatory moves. In short order both boys were spectacularly erect.
They masturbated slowly, almost as an afterthought. They still held fishing poles delicately in one hand while stroking themselves with the other. There was no embarrassment on either part. This was a regular ritual of their fishing dates. On some occasions a fish would hook itself during their masturbatory ablutions. The boys would simply pause to reel the captive in and then sit back down to continue stroking. Sometimes this ritual went on for hours.
Ben broke the silence.
"Annie tells me she did it to you the other day."
Charlie was shocked speechless.
"She said she tapped dat ass," Ben continued nonchalantly.
Charlie didn't respond, but he stopped stroking his penis. His erection began to flag.
"You better be careful. If daddy finds out, he'll have your hide."
Charlie was relieved.
"If you ain't tell him he won't find out."
Ben laughed. "If I tell him, you'll tell him that I've been tapping Annie's ass since I was twelve!! He'll whip my ass, too!!"
Both boys laughed. They both also knew that Ben's punishment would pale in comparison to Charlie's punishment. Ben's casualness cut the tension some. Charlie had been worried that Ben might not take the news well.
"Well, I was out here by myself 'n she jumped in butt nekkid. What 'uz I 'posed to do?" Charlie explained.
"I don't blame you. That's some good pussy, ain't it?"
"An' it's deep, too!!"
Both boys guffawed at this ancient sexual reference. Charlie's penis re-hardened. The boys began to stroke themselves with renewed vigor.
After a time, Charlie dropped his fishing pole, shifted his penis to his right hand and stood up. Ben followed suit. Both boys bent a little at the knees and pointed their erect dicks out over the water. They jacked off with enthusiasm now, in full competition mode. Charlie was on the brink.
"You ready?" he asked breathlessly.
"Almost..." replied Ben, "Hold on a second..."
Charlie slowed down to wait for Ben to catch up.
Suddenly, they heard a giggle coming from the bushes across the spring.
"Hey!!!"
More giggling and now some thrashing through the underbrush as the spies turned to race away.
Charlie and Ben launched themselves into the water while still fully erect. They left their trousers on the bank. In a flash they were pulling themselves up on the far bank, just in time to see the two spies racing for the wooded path. The boys took an angle along the stream while the spies struggled through the woods.
It was Annie and Tilly. (Tilly was Charlie's cousin)
The girls were barefoot, stumbling over rocks and fallen branches, laughing uncontrollably. When they saw that Ben and Charlie were going to cut them off, they stopped running but continued to laugh hysterically. Tilly mimicked the boys' masturbatory stance, jerking her left hand in the air like a piston. This move elicited another round of shrieking laughter from the girls. Annie fell on the ground and threw her legs in the air in delight. She pounded the ground with her fists.
"I told you they were out here pounding the pud!!"
"You started laughing too soon. I wanted to see them shoot!!"
Ben and Charlie were upon them now, still naked, picking their way thru the bushes.
"Who told y'all to come out here?" Ben demanded.
"Nobody told us nothing. We seen you when you snuck off!!" retorted Tilly.
The boys were breathless from their pursuit. Their dicks were still thick but not fully erect.
"Look at those puny things!!" laughed Tilly.
She mocked the male masturbation act again. Annie, who'd been sitting on the ground, rolled to her back again in laughter. Charlie could see she had no drawers on. Both girls wore long white cotton shifts and nothing else.
"PUNY?!?" laughed Ben, faking outrage. "I'll show you puny!!"
He charged after Tilly and caught her after a short chase. Charlie knew that Tilly wasn't trying too hard. Tilly was fast. She could smoke everybody on the farm in a footrace, present company included. She could have easily out-distanced Ben if she'd wanted.
Ben grabbed her and carried her like a sack of wheat across his waist. Tilly acted as if she was struggling to get away, but again Charlie noted that she wasn't struggling too hard. Tilly could fight, too, when it was necessary. Charlie reached down and snatched Annie up and slung her across his shoulder. She was too big to carry on his hip. Annie was still laughing. She didn't resist.
The boys carried Annie and Tilly back to the edge of the spring.
"You think it's funny to spy on people, huh? You think it's funny?"
Ben hoisted Tilly above his head and threw her into the spring. She popped up immediately. The cold water pasted her white shift against the contours of her body. Her full breasts and her pubic mound were outlined perfectly.
Now Charlie handed Annie to Ben. He took her ankles while Charlie took her wrists. They swung her back and forth.
"Ah-one and ah-two and ah—HERE...WE...GO!!!"
They flung Annie out into the deep water. She popped up immediately and frog-kicked her way back to the bank.
Meanwhile, Tilly emerged from the water, drenched and dripping. She moved as if to assist Annie, but the boys grabbed her as soon as Annie hit the water. Ben snatched her feet, Charlie grabbed her wrists and they launched her in a high arc out into the spring. She did a somersault and landed face first.
Seeing this, Annie backpedaled. She wanted to continue to play, but not on these uneven terms. She backstroked to the other side of the spring. Tilly followed.
Ben and Charlie dove in after them, caught them on the other side, and proceeded to try to throw the girls in again. This time Tilly fought back with some energy. She also interfered when the boys sought to gang up on Annie. The struggle devolved into a wrestling match with Ben against Annie and Charlie struggling to contain Tilly.
Predictably, as they rolled in the soft grass at the edge of the pool, both boys regained their prior erections. Charlie realized it first. Holding Tilly from behind to keep her from escaping, Charlie suddenly reached down and ripped Tilly's shift over her head. Both of them stood naked on the sward. He held her shift above his head as she jumped and yelped for its return.
Seeing this, Ben tried to perform the same maneuver on Annie. She fought gamely to retain her garment. In the end, her shift ripped partially and Annie gave it up to keep it from ripping entirely.
