My Country Cousin

When I was a teen, I spent nearly every summer at my uncle's ranch in Texas. There was a lot to do, but i had no idea how country boys found ways to play until my cousin showed me. He asked me if I wanted to try something cool. They used to have cows on the ranch, but they were all sold. What was left behind was a milking machine. He took me out to one of the barns and showed it to me. He asked me if I had ever had my dick sucked. I told him no. He laughed and said, "Well, today is your lucky day!". The machine had four tubes on it that were used to suck the milk out of the cows. He demonstrated how he used two of the tubes, one for his dick and one for his balls. We dropped our pants, lubed up with some kind of lotion for the cows, and inserted our cocks and balls into the tubes. When he turned it on, I thought the machine was going yank my manhood off! The suction was adjusted too high, but he corrected it quickly. The machine sucked me to a full erection in no time at all, and my balls were being stretched deep into the tube. My cousin had his eyes closed and was really getting close to ejaculating. I was too! I held the tubes tightly against me and I could feel my cock being stretched deep into the tube. My ejaculation was intense as I felt what seemed like an electric charge shooting from my balls through my throbbing cock. I never came that hard before. My cousin ejaculated watching me cum. I wanted to pull out of the tubes but he told me to wait for a few minutes. I was so sensitive! I thought that was it, since my cock was softening. Much to my surprise, the machine stimulated me so much that I recovered my erection within a minute. I was ready for round two. It didn't take more than a few minutes for the second ejaculation to occur. The intensity of it was so violent that it burned. I felt like screaming. The relentless machine milked every drop from me and drove me wild. Again, I kept pulling to tubes against me for maximum suction. My cousin looked at me and said, " I'll bet you can't go for three." At that point, the machine was still sucking me hard and my cock never went limp. I just smiled and continued. I wasn't sure if there was anything left in me, but i kept going. My cousin had to quit. I was going for it. After about twenty minutes, I felt it coming. I let it go, and although the volume was not very much, the orgasmic sensation was mind-blowing. My cousin smiled and turned off the machine. I slowly drew my cock and balls out of the tubes. I was shocked to see that my cock was the thickness of my wrist and longer than I had ever seen it. My balls were like two ripe peaches, swollen and heavy. My cousin said, "Damn! You're hung like a bull!". For the next three months, we found every excuse we could to wander out to the barn for some milking fun. My cock seemed to remain in a state of semi-hardness all the time. I stopped masturbating in the shower and my bed saving myself for the milking machine. After high school, I stopped going to the ranch. We grew up, and didn't see each other for nearly a decade. I attended a family reunion in Dallas, and my cousin was there. We chatted for a while, and I finally asked him if his Dad ever got rid of the old milking machine. He told me that he had it at his house. When he left home, he packed it up when he moved to his new house. His Dad had passed, and his Mom knew nothing about it. He refurbished it, made it like new and used it nearly every day. I laughed and told him that he could expect a visit from me soon. We planned it out, and every time I was traveling near his area, I would call him and stay with him for a few days. It was just like old times. It is truly a mechanical miracle.