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Subject: PA GRUB AND ME PART TWO Pa, Grub and Me Part Two Copyright Van T Z Boi 2009 (the usual disclaimers apply, fantasy is just that, not real so remember to enjoy the flight but don’t deviate from the journey) (I am sorry for the long delay in posting my stories, unfortunately an old medical condition resurfaced and the treatment involves drugs that make me very sleepy which means I can look at the keyboard but don’t feel like moving my fingers much, hopefully the treatment will end soon and I can get back to normal, all I can ask is that you are all patient until I am back to full flow. Again thanks to all of you who have written about my stories, it is great to feel ones lonely hours toils are appreciated and such comments have kept me buoyant whilst my brain and body slumber. Thanks so much for the support) Curly leaned close over me and I stared into his eyes, somehow I knew that we shared something in common, we’d both been fucked by my Pa, there was something in his eyes that told me. I waited almost holding my breath I was not worried in fact I felt an unexpected sense of exhilaration and expectation. I was not worried about being fucked by Curly, I’d been fucked by much bigger cocks, Curly’s was just a thin five inches and I was not threatened by its dripping presence close to my boy pussy which was twitching and waiting. I could smell the sour odour of sweat, tobacco, beer and bad whisky, ‘fuck he smelt like dad did most of the day and especially after he hit town on a drunk.’ I felt his ranch hand strength in his hands, his body was muscular and tight except for those extended teats. I felt him move closer, his twitching, dripping cock made hard contact with my entrance and I felt him tense as he pushed in gently. His head came down close to my ear and as he slid easily inside my Grub fucked pussy he whispered softly. “I hope yo’re as good as fuck as yo’re ‘ol man is at fucking,” he mouthed sibilantly and began to slide his thin almost man cock inside me. Instinctively I found myself using my pussy muscles to grasp the invading prong. I reached out and stroked his right nipple, the nub now tense and hard and protruding an inch from his chest. I twisted it between my fingers and heard him groan and his body tremble. “Leave him alone,” Grub shouted and I looked across where the tall muscular looking cowboy Curly had called Red was holding him tight in his strong arms. Grub still naked twisted and wriggled, “don’t hurt him,” he sobbed. I was worried for Grub, he was fighting hard to get free but Red easily held him tight. “Its okay Grub,” I said, “they ‘aint gonna hurt me,” and it was true, I felt calm if excited but I was not worried, whilst I’d been fucked by Pa I’d not done it with any other man but lets face it fourteen year old Grub was bigger in the cock area than most men. Curly’s gang had gathered around round us so I got a closer look at them, they were all older teenagers and I recognised them from around town. One was more familiar, Jake Sheering, I knew he was about sixteen, he’d been at school with me but had left when ‘Ol Man Jacobs had taken him on as a ranch hand, he was crouched down, grinning as Curly continued to thrust his slim tube up inside me. The others too were smiling and smirking in a strange way and the smell of that bad whisky permeated across the air between us. One of the boys, a tall lad with a curly haired blondish head of hair grinned, “Don’t worry son we’re gonna take good care of him, make him feel real good,” he chuckled as he said this and the others laughed too. Grub struggled even harder and groaned out loud. Suddenly there was a noise of twigs and branches moving and an older figure stepped into the clearing. “I stashed the horses boys,” the stranger called out, “Now what the fucks going on, ‘Ol Man Jacobs is expecting us back soon to settle down the ranch for the night,” he stopped short when he saw me under Curly, Curly’s muscular buttocks tensing and relaxing as he fucked me steadily, “Whoa fuck me,” he grunted and came closer, “Boy pussy,” he hissed, “sweet tight boy pussy, its been ages since I had some tight baby boy cunt,” and he hunched down his hand sliding down Curly’s ass, squeezing the tight globes as his finger found Curly’s man pussy and slid a stiff digit inside. I heard Curly gasp and felt his cock thicken and grow harder inside me. “Hey Scraggs,” one of the older teens called out, “wait your turn.” At the mention of the man’s name I felt the first sensations of worry and doubt fill me, Scraggs Nolon had a bad reputation, rumour was he was on the run from the law three states back and he was known to be good with his fists and his guns. I with my mates had watched with awe and admiration when he won the handgun prize at the Labour Day Fete, envying his easy and accurate skill as he popped the tin cans one by one, we had all been frightened and excited by the aura of wickedness that seemed to emanate from this almost malevolent and overlarge figure that both scared and fascinated us. Scraggs slid his finger back out of Curly’s fuckchute and grinned, I knew somehow that the man was more than an employee to the ranchers son who was slowly fucking me, groaning in my ear how ‘tight and hot’ I was. I also heard Grub groan and worried I looked across to him, he was still twisting and writhing in Red’s arms, no doubt Scraggs presence made him afeared. As I glanced at him I was reassured despite his struggling I could see his cock was now hard and pulsing, the tip glinting with his delicious pre-cum, Grub was excited at seeing me being fucked by someone else and this added to my own excitement. Curly had noticed my head moving and he followed my gaze and I felt his body tense as he caught sight of Grub’s thick pulsing teenrod. “Fuck,” he grunted, “he’s bigger than yo’re Pa. “Yes,” I whispered smirking up at him, “everyday,” I added and felt his body twitch. He groaned and launched himself at me, his cock pulsing and probing as his whisky flavoured tongue buried itself inside my mouth. I sucked and raked the hot drooling flesh with my mouth and teeth and Curly went wild. He fucked me frenziedly for a couple of minutes and then he moaned, “Ohhhh Fuuuuccckkkk, Ohhhhhh, Fuckkkk, Fuuuuuck,” as I felt his slim tube expand and his seed spurted into my throbbing boy pussy. He lay there for a few seconds as his cock emptied itself and then he rolled off me, lying on his back beside me and wheezing, a look of lust still on his face and I watched as he devoured the sight of Grub’s eight inches, dripping and drooling a few feet away. I knew then that Curly was no fuckee he was a bottom and he lay there his thin cock still dribbling the excess of spunk on his sparse pubes. I did not know but the teen was reliving the week when he was fourteen that my pa had fucked him silly when they were out working the range, after the second day he’d stashed his clothes in his saddlebag and wearing just his riding boots and his cum stained neckerchief had worked almost naked alongside my pa, his eyes constantly roving across pa’s unbuttoned fly watching for any thickening of the prospect of pleasure and pa had given him a lot of pleasure. Bedded by his own pa when he was five Curly had quickly developed a lust for cock which his father and his two older brother were more than happy to satisfy, but after pa had fucked him so good, he was lost in lust, my pa had the biggest thickest cock he’d ever had and as I knew my pa knew how to use it. On the fourth day when ‘Ol Man Jacobs had ridden out to their base camp to check on their progress, he’d been on his knees sucking my pa hard, clearing up pa’s fuckstick after a night of lust whilst pa was enjoying his morning coffee. Curly lost in his lust had not stopped his sucking as his pa and mine had exchanged reports. ‘Ol Man Jacobs had shaken my pa’s hand and slapped his son’s naked ass as he got up to go, Curly oblivious had sucked on the cock he was now in lust with, it was obvious that Curly was a confirmed size queen now and as his father rode away and disappeared over the hill he was rewarded with a mouthful of pa’s mancream which he hungrily swallowed. Since that week Curly had sought out my pa at regular intervals when his itch got to itchy and pa happily scratched it for him. Curly had also carefully worked his way through all the ranch hands, as the ranchers son he could not let his reputation as a bottom spread around, his pa expected his boys to be dominant tops as befitted their station in life but his frequent trips to pa’s cockhead solved that lusty itchy problem and Curly had achieved a status amongst the crew as a reliable cocksman who was not adverse to helping out a man if he needed a good fuck now and then. He lay on his back gasping in post coital serenity and then his eyes were drawn to Grub’s thick teen cock, which drooled and pulsed and instinctively he felt his own man pussy contract as he drooled over the boy’s nine inches, ‘bigger than ‘ol man Harker’ he thought. All this took place on seconds as for me well the curly blond haired teenager was already naked and positioned between my legs. I felt the wet tip of his thick six inches touch my slightly open boy pussy. “Go on Moose,” urged Jake, the lusty teen also naked crowding close to watch the action, his hand stroking his own five incher, “give it to him good.” Moose grinned I remember thinking he had a nice smile as he slid forward, his cock pushed into me easily, the cum inside my pussy making it slick and slippery. Moose was a tall lad, his hands were positioned above my shoulders and as he lowered himself down and inside me I grunted slightly and as before worked my muscles around the invading fuckstick. Moose was a tall rangy seventeen-year old, he had signed up at the Lazy Q when the herd had passed close to his town, his parents were pious and poor scratching a living working for the local pastor who controlled their lives and his own. When the crew had hit town, whooping it up he had watched enviously. Scraggs Nolan always on the lookout for fresh meat had seen the look in the boys eye and had drawn him in with wild tales of life as a ranch hand. Faced with the prospect of continuing his servitude at the hands of the pastor like his parents and attracted by the tales Scraggs had spun him, he had packed his saddlebags and walked out to where the herd was settled down for the night and signed up. He had served his time with the cook and the occasional night duty until the crew had returned back to the ranch where he had signed on proper with ‘Ol Man Jacobs himself. On the way back he had lost his virginity to escort izmit a whore in some long forgotten town and had taken part in some of the man on man action if his lust was hard enough, he quite enjoyed the sight of the rancher’s son sucking on his cock and then one night Curly had offered him something more and he’d fucked a male for the first time although it felt good he decided he still preferred girls. I watched as Moose’s face went though that look of awe, lust and wonder as he felt the tightness and heat of my boypussy grab his pecker and caress it with velvet like touch. “Fuck you are tight,” grunted, “and so hot,” he added as his cock registered the heat of my own lust, Curly had not satisfied me and I needed a release. I squeezed his cock again. “Fuck that feels good,” groaned Moose as I worked his thick stubby tube and he looked at me with slow realisation, I could almost read the thought crossing his mind that perhaps I might be a better fuck than the whores in the town after all. He was balanced on his hands, his taut body which was muscling up with the ranchers lifestyle exuded strength and lust. As he looked down at me with that realisation dawning I felt my own needs rising. I leaned my head up and sucked his nipples first one then the other, he groaned appreciatively as I did so, grunting slightly as I nipped his nipples gently with my teeth. I adjusted my position underneath him anxious to get that stubby cockhead up against my passion point. He moaned as my body took him deeper inside me and around him and then overcome by lust and passion he lowered himself down, bending his head so we could kiss. Moose was kissing a male and a boy at that for the first time. Lustfully I almost swallowed his tongue as he ground his lips and his hips against me. I slid a hand between us to tease his nipple, working the nub with my fingers as I crossed my legs under his taut almost corded backside. He began to fuck me with long thrusting strokes, pushing deep inside me as he descended and pulling almost right out, massaging my boypussy lips with his enlarges cockhead. I increased my muscular pressure and he groaned as my boycunt tightened and relaxed around his love muscle. “Fuck this is so good,” he grunted. “Better than any whore,” called out Scraggs, “no better fuck than a well trained and fucked boypussy, always tight and velvet silky hot, no whore can make a man feel like that. I looked across at Grub, he had stopped struggling now and lay passively in Red’s massive arms, the worried look on his face replaced with one I knew well. I could see his cock was still hard and strong, there was a silver of fluid running down his legs where his cockhead oozed and drooled his pre-cum. I could see his hands were tense his fingers were balled into a tight fist but it was the look in his eyes, a glitter of pure lust that drew me to him and I desperately wished it was his thick tube that was inside me making me feel good. Beside me now propped up against a tree Curly relaxed, his eyes now never left the sight of Grub’s pulsing cock and one of his hands caressed his balls, a finger sliding in and out between his legs. A desperate look of lust longing was now almost permanently etched on his face and now and again his other hand moved from caressing his slim cock tube to caress his teats. I could hear his sighing lustful breath. On the other side of me I could see Jake, the boy was now naked, his eyes drinking in the sight before him. Scraggs was beside him, his tongue in the teenagers ear and his hand stroked the slim five-inch teen rod, pulling back the foreskin every so often to expose the plum coloured head of Jake’s dick. In turn Jake’s hand was between Scragg’s legs, although I could not see his cock it was obvious from the movements he was caressing the man. Moose’s steady ploughing of my tunnel had brought me almost to the edge I could feel my lust rising, that oh so good warm feeling, that tingling was spreading through me, then suddenly Moose gasped, grunted and fucked me quickly. I held onto him as he rode me trying to match his movements so that I could have my own cum but as I strived desperately I felt Moose quiver and shake and then I felt the familiar pulsing as his cock coated my colon with his sperm. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” he groaned as he sank down heavily on me as his orgasm made him weak, he lips sought mine and he kissed me gently, almost lovingly and I knew I had just given him the best fuck of his young life, now each and every whore would have their performance judged by mine. As for me I was on the cusp of orgasm myself and frustrated with unsatisfied wanton lust I strove to caress and awaken Moose to a second erection, I had done it with Pa and with Grub many a time. I worked my muscles and my body and I felt Moose move and look at me as his body began to respond to my manipulations. I saw the look of redawning passion in his eyes and the wonder as he realised what I was doing to him and the basic fact I was no woman, no girl, I was a boy and I was gving him pleasure he had never known even in his wildest dreams. “Hey that’s enough,” shouted Scraggs and I felt Moose being pulled of and away and out of me, his thickening cock, spewing pre-cum and spunk as it was removed from my semen filled boycunt. “Let a real man show him how to be fucked,” Scraggs grunted. I groaned with frustration and then as I looked up at Scraggs Nolan I knew I was about to get my want, my lust sated. I stared deep into his steel grey eyes and read his history. Scraggs Nolan was a confirmed boylover, he liked them young and often, born the bastard son of a whore who had died of consumption shortly after giving birth he has been fostered within his parish until he was old enough to return to the orphanage. Here he had quickly learnt about cock and from the age of four could not remember a time when his hands, mouth and arse had not been filled with cock, sometimes all three at once. When he was six a visiting bishop had been entranced with his abilities and he had joined the bishop’s entourage as his fuckboy. He had accompanied the bishop on his rounds, helping to seduce other local boys that took the bishops fancy and when back at the bishop’s palace he would accompany the bishop nightly into the church where naked he would be placed on the altar and his boy pussy and sometimes his mouth as well would be anointed with the bishops holy seed. At the age of nine the seminary attached to the church was finally completed and Scraggs who in those days went by his christened name of Jem set about seducing the young novices. It was when the bishop returned unexpectedly early from a visit to a local parish where he had been warned off part of the way along the route due to a smallpox epidemic to find his young sex slave being serviced by five fifteen-year olds, and in the bishops’s bed at that. Jem used to being gang banged at the orphanage quite enjoyed the depraved use of the young teenagers bodies. The bishop after first watching the orgy had decided that the boy was much too dissolute even for him and had despatched him to another orphanage. Here Jem as he was then had set about seducing the other boys and most of the staff until fed up with the boy’s antics the principal had managed to hand him off to a lonely prospector turned farmer. Jarvis Turner had taken young Jem, now ten under his wing and worked him tirelessly both on the farm and in his bed. In turn Jem worked hard both at the farm and bed and also worked his way through the boys first at school and then in the community, by the time he was twelve he was an experienced farm hand and an expert shot with both hand gun and rifle and he could now spunk himself. This mature discovery was when he discovered how nice it was to fuck as well as be fucked and he set about breeding all the boys in the community and so he found out his preference for young boys. At sixteen he left Jarvis to earn his fortune, the old prospector wished him well but in the end it was Jem’s love of young boys that proved his undoing. At the age of twenty he had landed himself a job with a successful businessman looking after his string of racehorses, the man admired the youth’s skill with the colts but was less enamoured when he discovered his naked four-year old son bouncing up and down on an equally naked Jem. He was more outraged when he discovered all his four boys had in turn been seduced by the handsome wrangler. Furious he had locked Jem in the cellar and ignoring his son’s tearful requests for mercy had rode off himself to fetch the local sheriff wanting to keep the delicate matter as quiet as possible. He was horrified on his return to discover his sons had freed the ‘sodomising bastard’ from the cellar. Jem was now a wanted man although the charges were a little dubious as the businessman still wanted to keep the matter private. Jem had thanked the boys in the best way he knew how and each of them had gone to bed that night with Jem’s final fuck spunk still breeding their little boypussy’s and in the case of Tad the four-year old he had another load in his tummy which he constantly rubbed tearfully for the following few days. Jem rode hard and fast leaving the disquiet and sorrow behind him. Over the next couple of years he worked his way across three states until he felt safe, with a number of identity changes behind him he settled on the Lazy Q as Scraggs Nolan. He soon discovered Curly’s need for a good fuck and settled in happily with the rest of the crew and ‘Ol Man Jacobs. He left his lust for a young fuck to the cattle drive days where he would slip away when the gang hit town and find what his lusts demanded and if not there was always Curly. Scraggs looked at me directly, “You wanna cum boy?” he whispered, dumbly I nodded, “Okay I’ll get ya off and then we can try an do it together,” he grinned but I felt a slight shiver as there was no warmth in the grin Scraggs was as good as his word. I felt his seven inches slide in, not as thick as Pa’s his slimmer cock almost seemed to be seeking my passion nub and I grunted with delight as I felt him rub up against me. “Ready?” he said softly, I nodded and he began to grind his cockhead against my nub, immediately I felt the warm flush hit me, his steady persistent gentle rubbing back and forth was exhilarating and I felt my body tingle, frustrated at being fucked twice with no cums for myself I was eager to get my own back now and I writhed and wriggled and twitched as Scraggs expertly fucked me. “See boys how a man can make a boy real happy,” smirked Scraggs as he rotated his hips to drive me izmit escort even further along. I was aware that all the others were watching intently, knew I was being fucked good and proper, not like Pa or Grub with love but with knowledgeable lusting surety. I knew I was gonna cum and it would be good but would it satisfy the inner me, sod it I didn’t care, I just wanted to get my rocks off and good. Scraggs now worked me over good and proper and the others watched open-mouthed as I began to moan and move and twitch and tremble. The heat within me rose and Scraggs with steady determination brought me squealing like a stuck pig to a good cum, my body trembling and shaking as the internal pleasure washed through me. As I sank down on the ground, wasted with passion I saw Grub staring at me, he knew me, he loved me, we had shared a lot of love and I felt the connection between us. I knew he had learnt something from watching Scraggs service me and I felt a warm tingle of times to come rush across my nerves. I saw awe and lust in Moose’s eyes, his cock was already at half-mast and Curly’s thin pole was high and leaking. Jake was almost drooling and he had a hand underneath him, oblivious to everyone he was fucking himself with his fingers. The other youth a dark haired lad was lying watching open-mouthed, I had seen him around town but did not know his name or his origins. Scraggs was readying himself now and in my weakened state, my pussy still throbbing and pulsing my climax as it faded his cock felt bigger than it was. “My turn now boy whore,” Scraggs almost spat, there was a murmur from the gang and I felt a moments fear then Scrags launched himself at me and inside me and I groaned at his swift onslaught. “Now you’ll see how to fuck a boy,” grunted Scraggs and he began to pound my insides, his steel hard shaft pounding away at my pussy walls. Instinctively I tightened my muscles gripping the hot shaft trying to control the piercing. Scraggs eyes widened as he realised what I was doing and he gentled his thrust slightly. “Good boy,” grunted Scraggs and he slowed to a steady pounding rhythm. The others watched as Scraggs fucked me solidly, soon I felt my own lust returning and my pussy began to throb and pulsate around his man tube. I saw him look at me, his eyes flashed its message and I knew we were going to cum together, this knowledge caused us both to relax slightly enough so we got into a receptive motion. I pulled him down on me, his lips sought mine and I sucked his tongue into my mouth, it tasted of beer and tobacco and I discovered that Scraggs was a great fuck but no great kisser and I realised he was to selfish to consider other people’s feelings. I knew I was just another notch on his bedpost and idly wondered which number I was. Now that we were moving together like a well oiled machine we rubbed up against each other, Scraggs clinical selfish thrusting and rotating matched against my relaxed unselfish response. Again I felt the tingle begin, Scraggs noticed it too and adjusted his movements brining his cock more and more into contact with my inflamed passion button. I wrapped my hands around his neck and back and my legs crossed over his muscular buttocks, his body was taut and tense his muscles tightened as he pounded on. I felt the passion rise, the warmth heating up, the white light streaming along my nerves. I groaned in anticipation and tapped his backside with my ankle. Scraggs grinned and burying his head into my shoulder he began to thrust like a piston, my pussy was pulsing faster now, the orgasm was slowly rising and then I exploded, my nerves floated within my body as I was wracked with joy, at the same time Scraggs moaned and shivered and I felt him thrust and pulse, six, seven times as he shot his seed inside me. Scraggs eyes glittered with lust and passion and I felt him clutch me hard, almost painfully, his fingers digging into my buttocks as he sought to force as much of himself inside me as possible, then he trembled and we lay sweating and quivering as our climaxes calmed down through our sexual nerves. “My turn, my turn,” squealed Jake almost bouncing off the ground with crazed lust.. “Balls,” said the dark haired youth, “your youngest you go last,” and he raised himself up and I found myself staring at his green eyes, deep green that shone with his own lust. “Buds right,” sighed Curly, “wait your turn Jake, fuck it I want to have another go at him myself,” Curly added but his gaze was forever wandering to where Grub’s fourteen-year old nine inches stood proud and glinting. Grub was quiet, still, now loosely held by Red’s arms. For the first time I wondered about Red, he stood tall and imposing, unlike the others he was still clothed, his body hidden behind Grub’s naked form, I could not see his eyes clearly, the brim of his Stetson hid his face but there was something in the way he stood that told me he was interested in what was going on, a flaring of the nostrils and the way he stood, watching and waiting. Scraggs pulled himself out of me, there was a distinct ‘plop’ and the smell of hot spunk and I felt my pussy leaking, the sperm sliding down my arse cheeks. I looked down to see Scraggs seven inches still semi hard and coated with clumps of sperm and it amused me to think of Pa’s, Grub’s, Curly’s, Moose’s and Scraggs spunk all mixed together. Bud was between my legs before I knew it. He had a lithe thin body, again the ranch work had tightened his muscles and his stomach was hard and toned. I looked down at his six inches, his cock was thin shafted with a thick plum like bell end that glowed pink and purple in the sunlight, his balls were tight and small against his groin. No stranger to both boy and man love the eighteen year old the boy had received his training when his mother had handed him off to her brother to learn about being a rancher. He was twelve when he arrived and that evening his uncle showed him what was expected of him as he fucked his two teenage sons in front of him before smiling at Bud and pushing him down on the bed. Bud proved to be a fast learner and his uncle and his cousins had welcomed him into the family ways. He too used the whores in town when he felt the need but most times his lusts were satisfied in the bunkhouse and out on the range. He’d signed up with ‘Ol Man Jacobs when he was sixteen and they had consummated the contract half an hour later when the rancher had shown him to his bunk and then fucked him. Bud slid quickly into my spermy lubricated boy pussy, enflamed by my heavy climax I hardly noticed the lump that formed his cock head as it pushed inside me. Bud smelt of beer and tobacco and sex and sweat. Excited by what had gone on in front of him he was close to coming when he withdrew. I was now on the plateau, Pa called it my sex place, this meant I was going to carry on cumming, again and again, my passion button ached for attention. Pa could get me to the plateau often, Grub was still in training. Scraggs grinned he knew where I was and what it meant. I was putty to be moulded any which way I came and I would cum in buckets. “Too quick,” he groaned and squeezed his cock head soothing the aroused nerves. “Let me,” grunted Curly, “you can go again afterwards.” “Nope,” grunted Bud and then he grinned, “we can both do him.” ‘Both’ I thought up till now I had only ever had one partner at a time, ‘how could both do me’ I thought. “Up on your knees boy,” barked Scraggs. Confused I knelt as instructed, I had been taken doggy style many times, bemused I still wondered how both could do me as I took up my stance. Bud his cock now deadened slid in behind me. Again his thick bell end tickled my aroused nerves and I squeaked as he slid across my passion button. I took a deep breath ready for the next pummelling, my pussy wanted it desperately, it wanted to cum again speedily. I was aware of Curly moving and then as my mouth was invaded by his slim dick I saw now how to satisfy two men at once. “That’s it,” smirked Scraggs evilly and I felt his hand squeeze by cock and balls, it hurt and I gasped but it was a nice hurt. I also discovered that by gasping it allowed Curly to push his dick even further inside my mouth and throat, luckily he was slim so I was able to cope with the pulsing shaft. Bud and Curly set up a steady rhythm both pushing into me at the same time as I concentrated on working my muscles at both ends. I had to wriggle my bum a bit to get Bud’s cock to hit the spot, my enflamed pussy made it easy for him, the swollen tube squeezing his bell end to both out pleasure. I had a minor cum followed by another, this aroused Bud even more and now their combined motions broke as each began to move separately of each other, both seeking their own release. My brain whirled as I sought to control the fuck and the suck, the sensations in my pussy tingling and exciting me as I had a proper cum. As my brain and nerves went out of control Bud gripped my hips and drove hard inside me, pushing me up almost on my fingertips as his own climax caused him to et rip and a further load of teen cum spurted inside me. As I sought to control the cock in my mouth, Bud was pushing me further onto Curly’s dick and my lips were now being scratched by his sparse pubes, at this Curly now groaned and beared down on me as his cum spat directly into my stomach, he gently pulled back so the last shots spunked against my tongue and I tasted his beer sour spunk for the first time, but I was in plateau heaven and I swallowed swiftly anxious to keep the cock in my swollen and aroused pussy working me to my next cum. “Oh fuck that was good,” grunted Bud as he withdrew his deflating tube, my mouth full of Curly’s cock allowed me no time to comment.. “Me now,” announced a desperate and defiant Jake and I was aware of the boys stubby five inches oozing itself inside my lusting spunk dripping boyhole. “Oh its so hot,” groaned Jake and I felt his cock throb and pulse repeatedly, for a moment I thought the boy had lost it and then he steadied himself and slid in further sp I could feel his hairs against my skin. “Fuck he’s tight,” stated Jake, followed by, “what do I do now?” Young as I was I quickly realised this was Jake’s first time. In a trice Scraggs was at the boy virgin’s side and I could hear instructions being whispered. Slowly the boy dick began to gently move back and forth followed his sighs and moans of delight as Jake experienced his first fuck. My mouth was eased as Curly slid his now flat cock out of my mouth, “Nice suck,” he grinned stroking my hair. I smiled back but only for a moment. Seconds izmit kendi evi olan escort later Moose’s cock was rubbing across my spunky lips and unable to do anything I opened my mouth and the teen’s rod slid in, “Hot mouth,” grunted Moose and I tensed myself as he began to fuck my mouth, not pushing at all towards my battered throat for which I was grateful. I had only managed to deep throat Pa a few times and each time he had been gentle, again Grub was in training but both of us had enjoyed the thrill and satisfaction when I had finally managed to take him all the way down to the pubes. Behind me virginal Jake was speeding up as he got used to the action. He wasn’t pushing hard enough to satisfy me but I was aware of his nervousness now he was actually fucking. I knew him from school he had been a quiet boy, not to bright but the day he came and told us that ‘Ol Man Jacobs had taken him on was his most active and excited ever. It would be later that I would learn that his parents, good hard workers owed ‘Ol Man Jacobs money and Jake had been part of the bargain struck to help pay off the debt. The boy was working for very low pay but his food and accommodation was provided so he was happy, the other major influence in his life was Scraggs Nolan. Always in search of ‘fresh meat’ he taken it upon himself to teach the boy everything, coming from a godfearing twice on Sunday family Jake knew little about the ways of the world. After letting the then fifteen year old watch some of the antics in the bunkhouse Scraggs had taken the anxious to learn teen out on the range, there on the wild soft grass he had seduced and deflowered the boy. Back at the bunkhouse he had moved the boy into his own bunk and for the first few weeks the boy had been almost attached to him even when he wasn’t being fucked. By the end of the trial month Jake would do anything for Scraggs and was happy being fucked in front of all the others. At Scraggs request he had also worked his way through most of his fellow crew in sucking cock so as Scraggs put it, ‘he could improve,’ up till now however Scraggs had let no one else near the boy’s pussy. I heard Jake gasp and then felt his movement alter plus I was aware of a heavier sensation on my rear, Jake was really pushing into me know and I could feel the teen’s five inches rubbing hard against the walls of my enflamed colon. “Oh Scraggs,” Jake sighed. It was then I worked out that Scraggs was now fucking the teen, controlling the way the boy was fucking me as he fucked the boy. I felt Jake’s trembles as his internals were massaged by the experienced boylover and my own pussy responded as it too was massaged by Jake’s now more controlled cock, with Moose’s cock working away in my mouth, his slit was leaking a tasty pre-cum which I avidly swallowed thereby increasing his pleasure, I was almost purring with pleasure. As the three built up an acceptable pleasurable rhythm I settled down to enjoy myself and lulled by the gentle fuck I had a minor cum which made Jake squeal with delight as my boysheath gripped his teen rod and massaged it. Moose also began to move faster and I could tell by the way his cock was swelling he was close, I sucked deep almost bringing him to my throat when he yelped and shuddered and my mouth was again filled with spunk. He sighed and sank sated to his knees his cock still pulsing and oozing spunk slipped out of my mouth. I sighed and took a deep breath. “Brace yer’self boy,” grunted Scraggs, I did not know if he meant me or Jake or both of us but I dug my knees into the ground and clutched at the grass with my fingertips. I was just adjusting to the new pressure from behind when my mouth was once again invaded, Bud’s hard dick bounced against my lips and as I gasped sucking in more oxygen to energise my body as Jake and Scraggs began a hard piston movement, causing me to tremble as Jake was now reaching my button, his cocktip was gently rubbing it as he was pushed inside me and I felt my warmth begin again, in gasping Bud took advantage and his large bell end filled my mouth, he thrust towards my throat but his cockhead was just to bid at that moment as my throaty had swelled due to Curly’s treatment of it. Luckily he caught on and began to work his cock head against my tongue and my palate. Jake was really fucking now and I could hear him gasp as Scraggs worked his teenage boycunt and in doing so worked Jake’s cock in my boy pussy. I was conscious of a voice saying, “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” repeatedly and sibilantly and then I worked out it was Bud who was straining away inside my mouth. I could feel that large cockhead expanding, I was desperately swallowing his pre-cum and then as the ‘fuck, fuck,’ was repeated at a higher decibel rising to an exultant cry I found myself swallowing more teen sperm. “Man seeing you fuck Jake as he fucks the boy has really got me going,” Bud sighed and I felt his cock swell again and a further couple of loose shots of teen spunk basted my tongue, “I never seen such a hot session, even in the bunkhouse.” As Bud’s cock slipped slurpily out of my now aching mouth I was once again able to take deep breaths as the two fucks pounded my passion point. Energised from the extra oxygen I was able to work my muscles again, squeezing Jake’s boy cock, making him groan and squeal. My own lust was working too and I forgot about the two cocks working away behind me and concentrated on my own orgasm. I massaged and writhed away getting my nut well and truly off and once again the white heat and lights lit me up and I did my imitation of a stuck pig as I squealed my climax through my body. The pulsing pressure on Jake’s cock as I gripped it vice like whilst my pussy pulsed and throbbed was more than enough and soon Jakes was also squealing as for the first time in his life he fucked sperm into another person’s body. I could feel him trembling and shaking as seconds later Scraggs also deposited his load inside the boy. I groaned and collapsed, the two fucks following me down onto the ground as I gasped for air, weighed down now by two heavy sex sated post-coital bodies. Scraggs moved first, he had to as he was on top and I sucked great gulps of air as the first weight was lifted. Jake was almost comatose and I could feel his heartbeat slow and slide back to a slower rate, but he stayed where he was, a dead weight on my abused body. My pussy was still working away, still on that sex plateau place I still wanted to cum and cum again but I also wanted to breathe and recover myself, the cums were getting stronger and better and my mind wanted and wanted it to happen again. “Hey boy,” whispered Scraggs, “time to wake up now,” and I finally felt Jake being moved away and out of me. “Wh, whe, what,” Jake mumbled. 2Yo’re okay boi,2 soothed Scraggs as he slid the boy away from me and towards him. I took a deep breath and rolled over and stretched my legs, rubbing my strained knees and over burdened palms. Full of lust and feeling more comfortable without the dead weights I gazed around. To my shock Grub was gone and so was Curly. I shook my head and swung it to and fro as I sought my young lover but there was no sign of either of them, I was full of concern for Grub, after what I had been through and knowing the depraved depths this band of horny teens could sink to I hoped he wasn’t being forced to do anything he didn’t want to. I knew he had never been fucked, he just fucked and sucked me, he had never know another cock and certainly not a man’s weapon. The others were collapsed around me, Scraggs was gentling Jake who was still dazed by his double fuck and then a new sight caught me eye. Another naked body was on view and from the red hair gleaming in the sunlight Red had finally taken his clothes off. I studied the large frame, the muscles moving seductively as he hung his clothes on the branch of a tree. His muscular buttocks were firm and his thighs spoke of horse-riding strength, for a moment I envied the horse that bore him. He turned around and I let out a gasp as he stepped forward and stood over me. “Looks like the boys have done a good job getting you ready for me,” he grinned but my eyes were not on his face. My eyes were locked on his groin, Red was not just a tall man he was big, real big. I felt my pussy twitch and begin oiling itself and my nerves and brain were whirling and swirling as half of me began to lust as I had never lusted whilst the other half was full of horror and shock. Red smiled, it was gentle smile, a friendly smile but I never saw it. I also never saw the look on Saraggs face, he had been waiting for this moment knowing it was going to happen but I could not take my eyes of the sight that both enthralled and horrified me. I stared open-mouthed and drooling at the thick ten inches of pulsing and dripping manmeat that hung between Red’s thick thighs, it pulsed and rose thicker and higher. I gazed at the tip of the huge cockhead, the wrinkled foreskin was partly pulled back and I could see a dollop of pre-cum ooze and dribble down from the gigantic glans. I followed the sticky drip as it languidly fell to the ground and then I looked back up. Red’s cock looked even bigger now and I felt my eight-year old skin tingle and my eight-year old heart and pulse race. “You ready for a real man now,” sighed Red and that monstrous cock filled my vision and terror as he stepped forward. As sucked in a deep nervous breath I heard a distinct chuckle coming from Scragg Nolon’s direction. A shiver trembled through my body and my boypussy and my mind as the giant fuckstick loomed closer. To be continued….. 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