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Uncut Jack
How can a 16 year old American boy get this far in his life without anyone noticing he is uncut? Hell, how did he get here without knowing there was anything different about his cock? Well there is one term that takes care of that: Home Schooled. Yes, Jack, who with his looks could have been a campus idol at Augusta County High School by now, was kept home by his overly protective parents.
An only child Jack (or Jacky, as his mother liked to call him) stayed pretty much to himself. His parents and he lived in the country where there was school work and farm chores to do. The only family they had lived in Georgia. But Jacky's life was soon to take a turn into what had always been deep inside of him but for which he never had words to describe.
Jacky did the things farm boys do. He kept the animals fed, eggs gathered, and he helped in the fields. It was hay making season. The first crop. There stood Jacky on the wagon while the bales pumped out from the baler. It was his job to stack them and stack them good. If he didn't they could all go falling off the wagon before they got to the barn. His blond hair that naturally darkened during the winter had started getting lighter. The weight of the bales just emphasized how strong his arms were. If anyone would look as he stood on the wagon they would have noticed his firm pecs and abs. He was quite the sixteen year old boy turning quickly into a man.
As I said, if someone had noticed, but there wasn't anyone around to notice. That is until Jeff came looking for a job. Jeff was entering ninth grade. Things were tough at home and if he was to get a car and pay for the insurance he was going to have to get a job. Tough times call for tough boys. Jeff was tough in the sense that if he made up his mind he wanted something he did everything in his power to get it. So there he was riding up the McCullough's lane hoping that there would be work for him to do this summer.
It was right after lunch and Jack, his mom, and his dad were sitting on the porch just enjoying the June day. Jack liked the way his daddy smelled after a morning in the fields. But he would never have told him that. It was that manly smell that made Jack's cock thicken and sneak down his jeans. So there they sat, each in their own dream world, when Jeff came riding up. The boys eyed each other up and down but Jeff just nodded to Jack. Jack smiled and returned the nod.
Straddling his bike with both feet on the ground Jeff spoke up. "Excuse me. My name is Jeff. Jeff Gruber. I was wondering if you needed an extra hand `round here this summer."
Jack's dad looked Jeff over. He stood about an inch shorter than Jack but his shoulders were broad, his waist slim, his thighs muscled up like the boy had been using them. It was Jeff's legs that helped him pin Justin Harner to win the state championship in wrestling for the 165 lb weight class. If his daddy was still alive he would have said that Jeff was built like a brick shithouse. But he wasn't. Jeff and his mom and little sister lived on the O'Brien place but there wasn't any farmin' bein' done there anymore. Jack's dad knew all of this.
Jack's mom and dad believed in Divine Providence. Nothing didn't happen that there wasn't a reason for it. What Jack didn't know was that his daddy was gonna have to have some surgery done on a hernia as soon as possible. Another hand around the place would be good.
Jack's daddy got up from his seat and stepped off the porch to shake Jeff's hand. "Well, young fella, you're that Thompson boy from over at the O'Brien place, ain't cha? Your momma works for Dr. Draper; don't she?"
"Yessir, you're right. I need to get a job so I can pay my own expenses. Momma has enough on her hands already."
"Well, wait a minute then."
Jacky had been listening to his daddy and Jeff talk. While they talked Jack was looking Jeff over real close. He didn't know why but between the smell of his daddy and the way Jeff looked his cock was feelin' thick. What the fuck was that all about he wondered. But he kept his thoughts to himself.
Right then his daddy turned around and told him and his momma to go inside with him. There really wasn't much for them to decide. Jack learned of his daddy's hernia and his folks concern about how all the work could get done. With Jeff around he wouldn't worry so much. Jack could teach him what he didn't already know. The decision had been made and the three went back out onto the porch where an anxious Jeff waited.
"Well, son, indeed we do need some help this summer. If you don't mind taking orders from Jacky here you can come work for us. If you want you can live here too. There is a spare room upstairs next to Jacky's; excuse me, I mean Jack's. We will feed you and pay you and you can be home a couple days a week if you want to."
Everyone was smilin' as if Grant had surrendered to Lee.
"You go on home now and get your things together. You can start the day after tomorrow. We will expect you here for supper tomorrow night."
"Yessir, thank you sir. I will be back tomorrow in time for supper."
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