I come from a very close family, and we always help each other out when needed. The year when I myself was fourteen turned out to be a bad year for my Uncle Jim. He was a farmer and that year there was drought in Arizona. He needed help, and it was decided that my cousins and I would spend the summer with him. I had seven cousins between the ages 5 and 13 , I was the oldest. Each of us was given a specific job to match our capabilities.
My cousin Dustin was five, and he was assigned to work with me since I was the oldest. It was more like baby-sitting, since he was too small to do much. Uncle Jim was rather strict and he didn't tolerate any of us boys just loafing around, not doing our share of work. If a boy was being lazy then Uncle Jim would take him into the barn and give him a strapping. These strappings were nothing to joke about either. When we were out working in the field we could always hear the screams of whoever was being strapped. Uncle Jim would usually whip until bloody welts covered the kid's butt. Uncle Jim did threaten Dustin with a whipping every-so-often, but he seemed reluctant to really carry the threat out. However, he did put me in charge of Dustin whenever he was working with me and gave me permission to spank him if necessary.
Dustin and I usually worked in the barn, separated from the other boys. While the other boys were planting things and helping Uncle Jim with the plowing, Dustin and I worked with the animals. We would gather eggs everyday, milk the cows, put the sheep in the pasture, feed the animals, and things like that. It sounds like simple kid-stuff, but some of it could be hard work.
Since I had Uncle Jim's permission to spank Dustin, I would do so if needed, but I didn't take advantage of it. I really enjoyed spanking him also because I wasn't on the receiving end. I would pull down his pants and underwear, put him over my knees, and hand-spank his bare bottom until it glowed.
The best thing about working in or near the barn was getting to witness all the strappings. It was a frequent occasion to see Uncle Jim haul one of my cousins into the barn for a strapping. The boy had to drop his pants and bend over a haybale. Uncle Jim would then tear his bare ass up with a thick strap. One day I was subjected to the strap for breaking one of the barn windows with a rock. I couldn't believe how much that first lash stung. I must of gotten about twenty lashes which left blood.
It was my job to get up at five every morning and milk the cows. I hated getting up early because I could never get back to sleep afterwards, and the other boys were able to sleep for a few more hours. One morning Uncle Jim woke me up. It was 5:45. I had overslept and he was pretty upset. He came out to the barn right before I finished. When I got up from the stool I saw the strap in his hand. "Drop your drawers and bend over!" he demanded.
"Please don't whip me!" I begged in tears.
"You know what happens when you don't do your work as expected," he told me.
With that he unbuttoned my pants, pulled them down, and then pulled down my underwear. He sat down on a haybale and pulled me over his lap whereupon he gave me a very hard spanking with his hand. I was kicking and yelling the entire time. He finally finished, lifted me off his knees, and waited for me to stop crying.
"You seem to know how to milk those cows real well," he told me. "Let's see if we get the same results with you." He gripped his fingers around my penis and began to stroke it.
"What are you doing?" I nervously asked.
"Ssshhhh," he said. "Just stand still." He continued to stroke me until I shot a large load of sperm into his hand. From that day on he came out to the barn during the early morning milking, and when I finished milking the cows he would lower my pants and in turn milk me. I really began to enjoy these moments, and I have to admit it felt real good. There were times when he would take one of my cousins into a private part of the barn and masturbate him. I also enjoyed masturbating my cousins whenever I could. It obviously turned into a summer that had great impact on my life.