Back in the 80's no one really worried about your age when you hit the bars out in the country, actually I guess I was such a hick I didn't even know what the legal drinking age was. Growing up out on a farm in the middle of nowhere and becoming sexually aware may not really be a good thing when you had only your grandparents, aunts and uncles, and cousins living nearby. My cousin Steffi and I were 18, in our last year of high school and looking forward to finishing school and moving to town and sharing an apartment together. My Uncle James was the older and worked on the farm. Don was home for the summer from college and was working on the farm during his summer break.
One hot summer night, my Uncle James and my cousins Don and Steffi were heading for the corner bar. We had just one thing in mind, getting drunk off our asses. Steffi and I were still virgins, I don't know if Uncle James and Don still were or not. There just weren't any boys we were interested in out in the country. They were just boys we had went to school with and not very exciting, another reason we were anxious to be on our own in the city.
It was steaming hot summer night so Steffi and I were wearing halter tops and shorts, the guys nothing but swimming trunks. We hit the bar and got our beer and cigarettes, feeling very cool and sophisticated. We headed behind the bar to where the creek came close to the gravel road. It was great for having a pretty deep swimming hole and we sat on a blanket we had brought along, drinking, and laughing with my Uncle James going back frequently to buy more beer.
When the guys slipped off their shorts and jumped in the water Steffi and I cheered and clapped, laughing as they dared us to do the same. I looked at Steffi and shrugged. We laughed and started doing a very sexy striptease before we jumped in the water with them.
It was fun having them trying to grab us as we swam in different directions, teasing them as we brushed against them and darted away again. Finally, Steffi and I climbed out of the water and decided to give them a real show as we molded our slippery wet bodies together, holding tight and licking tongues. Steffi and I had, of course, played "doctor" many times while growing up together and were very comfortable with kissing and touching each other. We collapsed on the blanket as the guys climbed out of the water.