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Amish Fantasy

Once upon a time, like 3 days ago, 16 year old Amish lad, Jordon McHale went with friends to the creek on a hot July late afternoon to cool down after working in the fields all day. It was a favorite spot that many local farm hands dove in swam or just sat in the creek. Some jumped in then took off for home where others lingered past sun set.

No one bothered with swim suits or even cutoffs. Skinny dipping is fun besides who wants to go home in wet clothes.

Jordon was happy to se Max, and Marty Burnett waist deep splashing about. The dark brown skin glimmered by the Sun through the tree branches. Their younger brother Mark swung out on the rope swing cannon balling his brothers. Marty 15 two years younger then Max but still taller tried to dunk him. Max dodged Marty’s attempt grabbed him, turned and threw his skinny bod high in the air splashing down in center of the creek.

Boys Teens and older farm hands clapped and laughed.

Jordon jumped into the creek before anyone saw his hard on. Gosh he likes looking at the Burnett brothers. Max was muscular, Marty lean and tall, and Mark was just dang cute.

“Whoa you got a stiffy” a head surfaced not far from him. It was his 10 year old cousin Holland. Ho worries I get them too. most times, when I see pretty girls.

“Fuck that Holland, you get hard watching the goats and pigs hump.” Jordan snickered.

He dives under his cousin then stands up with Holland on his shoulders. Marty does the same with Mark.

“Piggy back fight.” Holland yells

Several other teens join in the fray.

Holland and Jordon work well together his young cousin’s stuffy was ribbing Jordon’s neck made his get had also. There was a splash behind them a hand grabbed his hard on under water and tugged it. Jordon’s knees went weak, he stumbled Max took advantage toppled the cousins into the creek. Muddy creek bottom made the water murky Jordon couldn’t see who was tugging his dick. He did and didn’t want to know who.

Dang it felt good too good he shot his load in the muddy water. He stood up in the shoulder deep part of the creek. Marty’s head popped out of the water next to him.

I think I owe you one Jordon said sheepishly.

“Just one?” Marty grinned wiggling his eyebrows.

Max looked over at his brother and the Amish teen.

“Hay me and little bro are heading back to the house. We’ll make sure your cousin gets home safe.”

“What about Marty?” Mark asked after they got out of the creek and fetched their overalls.

They’ll be hanging here for a bit bro Max said. Let’s get this one home before the sun sets.

As for Marty and Jordon? Well, that is a tail to be told another time.