Chapter 2:  Riding with T

“Well that’s settled then! He’s coming to live with us!” She said with a smile.   Marcella was smiling too, Cecilia was still in her own world but gave a shy grin and looked back down at her book.  I packed all I could carry in one suitcase and boarded the train.  Aunt Phoebe lived in the middle of nowhere outside of a small midwestern town so when I got off the train I was told to wait for T.  After what seemed like hours I was greeted by a tall, muscular black man.  “Names T, you must be Roger.”  He said reaching out his massive hand to shake my own.  “Yes sir, I am.”  I said feeling pretty small compared to him.  “Forget the formalities young man, call me T.  Everybody around her does.” He said with a wide grin.  “Come on lets get you home, Miss Phoebe has a good spread waiting for us by now I’m sure.” He said as he grabbed my suitcase like it was a tin can.  I climbed In his old truck and off we went.  

Bluegrass music played as T hummed along.  “T can I ask you something?” I asked.  “Sure man, anything.  Anything at all, think of me as your new best friend.”  He said with a smile.  “Is Aunt Phoebe a nice person?” I asked not sure what to expect.  “Ha! Ha! I think the question should be is there a nicer person out there!” He said.  “She’s the best person I know.  She’s warm and funny and loves to cook.  Why she makes the best apple pie in town!” He said.  “Oh, ok.  That’s good to know.  Some of my relatives had said she was kind of mean.” I said.  “Listen, people talk and rumors will grow like weeds.  Especially in big families that are spread far apart.  I’ve been with her family since before we husband left.  I can tell you that he left because of something in a blue dress two towns away!” He said.  “Now don’t you worry, she’s going to take care of you good.” He said as we continued down the road.  “What’s up with the twins anyway?” I asked.  “Oh them girls are pure gold.” He said.  “Marcella is a lot like her momma and Cecilia is somewhat of a wallflower but their both nice as can be, and hard workers too.” He said.  

Chapter 3: Arrival 

We arrived at the farm and we were immediately greeted by Aunt Phoebe and the girls.  “There’s my nephew! Welcome to our humble home and we hope you will come to think of it as yours as well!” She said.  She came over to hug me as the wind blew her yellow sundress against her well built frame.  I could clearly tell she wasn’t wearing any underwear as the shape of her nipples were accented underneath her dress.  She wrapped her Arms around me and gave me a big hug.  I couldn’t help but notice that she smelled like honey.  Her body felt hot pressed against me in the summer sun.  The girls joined her in greeting me as T took my suitcase for me.  “Well let’s get inside and have some dinner, it ain’t getting any hotter!”  She said.  We went in the house and Marcella showed me to the washroom to freshen up.  I washed my hands and splashed some water on my face.  

I opened the door to find Cecilia standing there.  “Um, hi?” I said.  “You need to watch yourself here, bad things happen to boys here.” She said sounding terrified someone would hear.  “Why? What do you mean?” I asked her in a whispering tone.  “Just be careful! My mom doesn’t like boys messing around here!  Whatever you do don’t go into the back of the barn and don’t let Marcella get too close!” She said seeming more scared than before.  She clutched her book to her chest and scurried off down the hall.  That night at dinner I sat across from Marcella and Cecilia.  Aunt Phoebe sat at the head of the table and T on the opposite end.  T said grace, as was the custom at their house.  As I sat there silently listening I felt something touching my inner thigh, then my crotch!  

I peeked open an eye and say a foot working around on my cock!  I looked over to se where it was coming from to find Marcella giving me an evil grin from behind her folded hands!  She had a look in her eye that I hadn’t seen but It looked like trouble.  When T was done she stopped and we ate dinner.  It was the best meal I had had in weeks.  My mom wasn’t much of a cook so we ate out a lot.  “So Roger tell us what life was like back east.  Did you play sports? Did you have any friends or girlfriends?  Any hobbies?”  Aunt Phoebe asked.  “Well mam I wasn’t ever really good at sports.  I had a few friends but no girlfriend, and as for hobbies I like to paint.” I said.  “I bet he’s a virgin!” Marcella shot out.  “Marcella!  That’s no way to speak at the table young lady!”  Aunt Phoebe scolded.  Yes Mam.” She said. “Besides if he’s still a virgin that’s all the better for him and us.” She said.  I sat there feeling like the elephant in the room for a moment when T spoke up.  

“Miss Phoebe we got that new bull coming tomorrow, do you want me to put him out in the pasture with the others?” He asked.  “Yea I suppose so,” She said.  “Let’s give him a couple of days to get his feet wet and hit he don’t mount then we’ll make him a steer.”  She said.  “Mam, May I ask what making him a steer means?” I asked.  “My dear boy you don’t need to worry about that, it’s something we do to correct unruly or non-performing males around here.” She said with a slight chuckle.  I looked over to see Marcella holding up some grapes and making a snipping motion with her fingers and giving me that same evil grin.  I shuddered to think what she meant but I had a pretty good idea.

We finished dinner and I took my plate to the kitchen.  As I was coming back to ask where my room was Aunt Phoebe stood up.  “After you’ve washed all of these dishes as well as the pots and pans in the sink I want you to sweep up.” She said firmly.  I stood there for a minute not knowing what to say.  I had helped my other around the house before but I had never really done it all.  “Well say something boy!” She said.  “Yes mam, I will do my best.”  I said not sure if that was what she wanted to hear.  “Good lad, see there girls he gets it already.  I think you’ll fit in just fine here Roger she said.  They all went their separate ways and left me to the cleaning.  I was not happy to be stuck with clean up my first night here but I just figured it was her way of working me into the rotation of chores. 

As I was finishing up Cecilia came to me.  “You should leave this place as soon as you can, I told you bad things happen to boys here!” She said.  “You have to tell me what you mean, I don’t understand.” I said.  “What she made you do tonight will only get worse! Soon you’ll lose yourself to her will and it will be over!” She said sounding scared out of her mind.  “Cecilia! Get back in bed young lady this instant!”  A voice barked from the darkness.  It was Aunt Phoebe in a sheer night gown that was practically see through! “What is going on here young lady?” She demanded to know.  Cecilia froze and looked at me as if crying for help.  “ I’m sorry mam it’s my fault, I didn’t know where I was supposed to be sleeping tonight and Cecilia was coming for some water so I thought I’d ask her so I didn’t have to bother you.”  I said thinking fast. “Is that true young lady?” She asked Cecilia with a cocked eyebrow.  The poor girl only nodded in compliance.  “Very well then, it’s my fault I forgot to mention that earlier.” She said.  “You’ll be sleeping in the room at the end of the hall upstairs.” She said.  “Cecilia get what you came for and go back to bed, now.” She said firmly sending the terrified girl off toward the kitchen.  “As for you young man, I’ll be watching you for a while until I’m sure we’re on the same page. Trust is hard earned and it’s even harder to earn back.” She said as she turned and went back to her room.