#473 Barn Boy

Compilation of barn boys because I 💖them and you're gonna know why.

Adventures of a Brazilian boy in the countryside.

As some of you know I was born in the countryside. It was pretty close to some big farms along the river. One of the guys working there used to tame horses. He also lived in the farm taking care of everything. He taught me how to use a gun, use the clay by the river to create some objects, and ride a horse (not the crazy ones). I didn't have access to the internet in the countryside and phones were not that smart back then I had to live the moment.

He was really nice to me and would make fun of me at every opportunity because I was a city boy (even though the city was really small).

At the end of the day before going back home he would always go down the valleys to get to the river to take a quick shower while his wife stayed in the house at the top of the valley with his kid.

I liked the sunset, the silence, and the temperature of the water at this time. Some fishermen always waved goodbye showing the amount of fish they had in their nets that day.

This specific day he took off his shorts in front of me ( I don't believe he was trying to show off or anything), like a countryside guy would do to enjoy the river. I had just learned in school how the skin down under was darker than the rest of the body, not for him. His penis was the same color, dark with a red wine head, definitely bigger than those Greek statues from the books, but bigger than mine which back then was huge for me, he barely had body hair. He noticed me looking and realized maybe I was not used to nudity cuz when I saw his eyes rounded big eyes, he looked away immediately and invited me to go to the water.

That day he didn't play with me like he used to, throwing me up in the air so I could do some back flips, he said he was tired from all the work, I felt the distance but at the same time looking back I think he liked the teacher-pupil thing but in a respectful manly way, since he was always with his wife and had a baby girl at home. Also left college early and didn't see any friends around despite the land owners who came sometimes to trade products.

We left the river he laid down and his dick was smaller this time, and I tried not to look but it was impossible.

Going back home to the city I used to lay down on the truck of my dad's car feeling the breeze and feeling my pupils change while the road would get dark and light up with the post lamps, I thought about him the whole way home trying not to forget any detail of his body.

-Erico