I was pulling away. They clutched my already torn jeans and kept pulling me back. The bank was steep and a bit muddy so my hands dug into the earth as I clawed my way frantically. The struggle wasn't helped by the hot and humid weather which had already tapped my strength. But the fight had begun and made some source of energy deep inside me spring forth. And as the fight became more and more desperate I felt like I was fighting for my life. There were two of them. Both were about my size and age. I recognized them from around the town but didn't really know them for real till that day. It wasn't the first time I saw guys by the river bank near my grandfather's farm. That was a place where kids went to smoke dope, skinny dip, fuck and whatever else they got into. But I only visited summers and didn't really know any of them like the kids back home. My grandfater told me to get out of the house and enjoy the sun. He told me to go to the river bank and meet some friends. I wandered through the dirt of the plowed fields letting the sun redden my bare back. I wore my usually torn and shredded jeans....it was what we wore back home. I wasn't sure what they wore here. I heard some voices as I got closer and then saw them. There were only two of them and they were wrestling by the river. Both were buck naked and one had the other pinned down. They were cursing but not yelling..so I wasn't sure if it was a fight or just horsing around..like I did back home. My mother used to yell at me but after awhile she just endured it. My friends and I would get crazy in my bedroom and wrestle around. I especially liked it when we were in our underwear and our teenage erections would reveal our excitement. I used to think it was something I should hide until I saw a buddy of mine have the same problem. That led us to looking, measuring and masturbating each other. And eventually that led to some good sucking....I fantasized one of them would want to buttfuck me. I dont' know why. It was just something on my mind. But by that summer, it hadn't happened. I was fascinated as I got closer..because I realized that was what the two naked kids were doing. One was holding the legs of the other and fucking the kid. Their bodies were tanned and neither seemed to have a tan line. The sweat made both of them glow like statues..and my cock ached for my hand to release it of the sperm in my gut. I watched..creepin closer and closer until I made a noise that disturbed them both. They ran after me and I stood there watching their hard dicks wave at me as they got closer and closer. I knew I should run but for some reason I didn't at first. By the time they were grabbing at me, I had turned to run and felt their hands on my naked shoulders, back and arms. I struggled as they pulled me down the slope into the water. I pulled free and ran up the muddy bank towards where they had been buttfucking. They ran after me, cursing and calling me a pervert and other things. I turned to go up the bank and they grabbed at my jeans. I held onto a bit of a tree trunk and they pulled my jeans off my body. I too was then naked and they're hands were grabbing at my bare buttocks and thighs.
They pulled so hard, I lost my grip and I was soon slipping down into the water. They were all over me...one holding my head by my hand and the other had my cock and balls in his hand. "Want some yourself faggot?" I didn't know what to say....but an occasional "ouch" did escape my lips as the hands tightened around my nuts. "He wants it to..look how big his hard on is" "Hold him" And the guy who was holding my hair let go and grabbed my ankles and pulled them back. The one who had gripped my balls didn't let go however and added to my pain by jamming his cock into my asshole. I let out a loud scream then. "Stuff something in his mouth" the fucker told his friend. My open mouth was gasping for air..but instead it got a muddy cock shoved down my throat. I gasped.....and it was banging against the back of my throat. "He loves cock" the boy holding my ankles proclaimed. It was true, I did love to suck cock..but had never been attacked this way before. "Just suck him and we'll let you go" the one who was buttfucking me told me. I obeyed and was soon gobbling the kids cock.....and loving it. The pain in my ass had dissappeared and although I had some discomfort, it was turning me on even more. Cum was spraying all over me...I looked down to see who was doing it...and saw my own cock waving in the hand of the kid fucking me. I was shooting all over all three of us. Another load was soon splashing on my face...the cock had left my mouth just in time.. "I'm gonna cum up your butt" the guy said and jammed several time very hard to mak esure I knew he was doing just that. I lay there in the mud..not sure if I had been raped or welcomed the hard way. "You ok kid?" the voice asked and I looked up. They were both in the water now washing off. I stood up a bit..and looked around for my jeans. "Come on and clean up" They weren't attacking me now, they were friendly and I stepped into the water and became the target of their splashing. Like little kids sharing a bathtub we swam, splashed and played. "You comin back tommorrow? " one of them said as I was pulling my wet jeans back on. I smiled and agreed. "Next time we wont' be so easy on you" the one who had fucked me said as he waved his cock at me. I didn't leave right away..but decided it ws time to suck another cock and feel another one in my ass. It was the best summer I had ever had visiting my grandfather. "Had a good time?" he asked me when I finally got home. "Yea, bumped into a couple of guys at the river" "Thought you might. I see them there everyday" he said. The smile told me there was lots my grandfather apparently knew..and lots I could learn from him too.