Date: Sat, 29 Dec 2007 09:09:48 -0600
From: twocatmen <twocatmen@cox.net>
Subject: Drew Series, Part 15

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Uncle Jack fixed us some grilled ham and cheese sandwiches for lunch, and
despite havin' a belly full of shit and piss, I managed to woof down two.
Once we were done eatin' and had the kitchen all cleaned up, Uncle Jack
passed out on the couch.

Bud asked, "You guys wanna go check out that station again?"

"Sure," Jesse replied.  "Let's put on some shorts this time though in case
we run into somebody."

"And shoes too," I added.  "That gravel gets damned hot."

Jesse went back to our room and came out in a pair of khaki shorts and a
wife beater.  Bud and me just pulled on our raggedy house shorts.  I loved
the way Bud's hairy balls flopped out the leg hole when he bent over to
pull on his shoes.

Jesse asked, "Do you think we should tell Daddy where we're goin'?  Uncle
Jack was out cold with his mouth hangin' open and a trail of drool runnin'
down on the sofa cushion.

"Nah, just let him sleep," Bud replied.

We headed off into the woods, but didn't go as far down as the creek.
There was another pathway, probably made by deer that ran parallel to the
creek up to the old highway.  Bud and me had explored part of it before.
It was kind of overgrown, and there were a couple places where trees and
branches had fallen across.  In the dense woods, the heat was oppressive,
but followin' along behind Bud and Jesse, I could huff all their delicious
stink.  Bud's shorts were soaked through and ridin' up the crack of his
gorgeous butt.

It didn't take us long to reach the edge of the woods by the highway, but
Bud stopped us short.  "I hear a car comin'," he said.

Hidin' there in the bushes, we watched as an old pick up truck drove by and
on down the highway.  Once it was out of sight, we pushed through the last
of the thicket, and raced across the highway to the station.  We checked
around back first, and there weren't no cars or trucks parked behind.  The
bathroom door was shut, but it didn't have no lock on it or anythin'.  It
looked like it'd been padlocked at one time, but all that was broken off.
Carefully, Bud opened up the creaky door, and we walked inside.

My nose instantly picked up on the smell of dried urine.  As my eyes
refocused from the bright light outside, I could make out the bare toilet
where we'd watched Mack and his brother Dan make out.  Farther over, on
that same inside wall, there was a sink with a round cracked mirror.
Between the sink and the toilet, there was a hole in the wall.

"This must be it," Bud said.

He could barely get his hand through it.  The outside walls of the bathroom
were cinder block, but this inside wall looked like it was framed out with
two by fours and plywood and then painted.  As I touched the smoothed edge
of the hole, I imagined all the cocks that had been shoved through there,
and I started to get a boner.  Bud pulled down his shorts and tried to poke
his cock through, but the hole was too high up.  That's when I noticed a
wood crate tucked under the sink.  I slid that over under the hole and when
Bud stood up on it, his cock slipped through perfect.  Jesse tried it out
too, but bein' taller, he didn't need no crate.

"I wonder what's on the other side," Bud said.

"Let's find out," Jesse replied.

Bud and me followed him back out the bathroom door and around to the front
of the station.  That's when Jesse reached in his pocket and pulled out
some kind of kit with thin metal rods and some keys.

I asked him, "What's that?"

"We had a locksmithin' course in shop class," Jesse replied.  "I did some
readin' up on it, and sent off for this kit.  You guys keep a watch on the
road."

Jesse fumbled some with the lock, and then I heard a click.  He turned the
knob and the door opened up.  We walked inside and Bud pulled the door
closed behind us.  Everythin' inside was coated with dust, and there was
more dust floatin' in the air.  All the shelves, counters, and hooks around
had been cleared out.  There was just a stack of old yellowed newspapers in
one corner of the window.  Bud tried the door that went to the garage part,
but it was locked too.

"Back here," Jesse said, and motioned for us to follow.

Beyond the counter there was another door.  Jesse pointed to the floor, and
we could see lots of footprints in the dirt.  Somebody had been comin' and
goin' through there real regular.  That door didn't have no lock, so Jesse
pushed it open.  The room inside was pitch black, but from the light comin'
through the door, I could see makeshift shelves.  It musta been like a
supply closet or somethin'.  As we moved away from the door, more light
streamed in and I could see it was a long narrow room.  At the far end, it
looked like some of the lower shelves had been tore out, and there was an
old wood chair settin' there facin' the wall.

"This is it," Bud said.  He picked up a dirty stained cushion from the
chair and sniffed it.  "Smells like ass and cum."

Jesse moved the chair away from the hole, and reached over Bud.  He lifted
down a cardboard box that was nearly hidden on one of the top shelves.
Openin' it up, he pulled out a ratty blonde wig, and old blue house dress,
and another small pink plastic box with lipstick and make up in it.  At the
bottom was a bottle of cheap perfume like you can get at the five and dime
in town.

Bud, Jesse and me just looked at each other.

About then I heard a car drive up and skid on the gravel outside.  "Shit,"
Bud said.  "Shut the fuckin' door."

I closed the door and the room was completely black except for a faint
light comin' through the hole in the wall.  We heard some voices outside
and the bathroom door opened.

"Come along now, we don't have much time," I heard a deep mans voice say.
Bud was standin' closest to the hole, and in the dim light, I watched as he
bent over and peered through.

I could hear shufflin' on the other side of the wall, and the man's voice
said, "I've been waitin' for this all weekend."

Slurpin' sounds were accented with bouts of moanin' and groanin'.  Bud
moved away from the hole for a moment, and as a faint light streamed into
the closet, I could see he'd pulled down his shorts and was beatin' his
meat.  His face was replaced by Jesse's in front of the hole.  Then I felt
a hand grab my arm and silently guide me in the darkness over to where they
were standin'.  After a bit, Jesse raised up, and Bud pushed my head down
toward the hole.  As I peered through, there in the middle of the bathroom
was a slender naked boy bent over blowin' the man I heard.  The man was
big, muscular and hairy.  Although I couldn't see his head, he had an army
tattoo on his arm which I immediately recognized as Mr. Kramer's from the
meat market in town.  That's when I realized the kid must be his son Joey.
Joey was probably four or five years younger than me.

"That's good boy, make Daddy feel good," Mr. Kramer cooed.

Then he reached down and lifted the boy up.  His long thick cock flopped
out of the boy's mouth drippin' with saliva.  Bud tapped me on the
shoulder, and I moved away so he could get another glimpse of the action.

"That's right, kiss your Daddy boy," I heard Mr. Kramer say.  "Do you love
me?"

"Yes Daddy," came the meek and almost feminine reply of his son.  Through
the thin walls, their voices and sounds were nearly as clear as if we were
right in that bathroom with them.

"Sniff my pits.  Oh, yea, you like your Daddy's stink, don't you?"

"Mmmmmmm."

"That's it boy, chew on my titties.  I love you so much Joey."

Bud moved off and let Jesse have a chance to view.

"You like Daddy's finger up your butt, don't you?"

"I'm gettin' that feelin' in my tummy, Daddy."

"Let it go.  Come for your Daddy.  That's it."

There was a high pitched whine, and then more suckin' noises, followed by
some heavy breathin'.  After a bit, Mr. Kramer said, "One of these days,
you're gonna shoot out cum, just like Daddy does."

"Can I suck your cock some more now, Daddy?"

"Oh, I love you so much baby boy."

I could hear more suckin' noises and then Jesse moved away from the hole.
I squatted down this time so I could get a better view.  Joey and
Mr. Kramer were in profile this time, so I could watch the talented kid
swallow that long fat hog and bury his nose right in his Daddy's pubes.

"That feels so good Joey.  Daddy's gonna feed you good today.  You hungry?"

"Mmmmm.  Mmmmm."

"Here it comes boy, you ready?"

"Mmmmm.  Mmmmm."

"Oh fuck yes!  Yes, yes, yes," Mr. Kramer shouted out.

I watched Joey swallow down his Daddy's load, and then he nursed the end of
Mr. Kramer's thick foreskin for the last drops.  Bud tapped me on the
shoulder, so reluctantly, I moved away again.

"Peel me back boy, I got some cheese in there for ya," Mr. Kramer said
still gaspin' for breath.  I could hear Joey moan and then more suckin' and
lickin' sounds.  "We better get you back home.  Kiss daddy again."

"Mmmmmmmm.  I love you Daddy."

"I love you too baby boy.  Get your shorts on now."

There was some fumblin' around in the bathroom, and then the two left and
drove off.  Once the sound of the car engine faded away, Jesse said, "That
was fuckin' hot!"

I opened the door up and light streamed back into the closet. Bud had his
shorts down around his knees and his huge hard on poked out throbbin' and
wet.  Jesse had his fly open with his fat boner hangin' out all bloated and
drippin'.

"I about shot my load," Bud replied.

"Me too," Jesse panted.

"I got an idea," I said turnin' to Bud.  Why don't you guys go back around
to the bathroom, and we'll try out this hole."

They looked at each other and grinned.  Bud pulled up his shorts but half
his hard on still poked over the top.  Jesse tried to stuff his back into
his fly, but finally gave up and they took off out the door.  I kicked off
my shorts and pulled the chair back around in front of the hole.  Sittin'
my naked ass down on the crusty cushion, I just had to wait a moment `til
the bathroom door creaked open and the two came rushin' in a gigglin'.

I heard Jesse ask Bud, "What if somebody comes in?"

"Then Drew'll have another cock to suck," Bud replied.

Jesse came up to the hole first, and stuck his long thick cock and balls
through.  They barely fit, and looked so different that way, like they was
detached from his body.  It wasn't like part of Jesse no more, but instead
an anonymous crotch right in my face waitin' to be serviced.  As I reached
over to grab a hold of his shaft and put it in my mouth, I'd never felt
more wonderfully dirty.  The angle was perfect and I sucked Jesse's cock
like I'd never sucked a cock before.  My throat, lips and tongue worked in
unison to bring about his maximum pleasure, while my fingers gently
messaged and rolled his heavy nuts.  I could tell he had his whole crotch
plastered to the wall, grindin' his pubes against the openin' and tryin' to
get his cock deeper into my suckin' throat.  It didn't take long at all
before he cried out and shot his load straight into my gullet.  Fuckin' in
and out of the hole, he pulled back out enough so I could clean out his
skin and nurse the last remnants of his cum out of his piss slit.  My lips
brushed against the wall, and I tasted some of the dried cum and crotch
funk that was on there.

As soon as Jesse stepped away, I heard the old crate scrape across the
floor and Bud's immense prick and balls appeared.  I could suck a thousand
cocks and even with my eyes closed would recognize the familiar scent and
taste of Bud's cheesy foreskin and the heft of his thick shaft.  I rolled
my tongue around inside his overhang before buryin' his bone deep in my
throat.  I heard him gasp, and knew then this was as thrillin' for him as
it was for me.

"Oh fuck, this is so hot," I heard Jesse exclaim as he watched.

Bud started pumpin' his cock in and out of the hole, and as with Jesse
earlier, I sucked Bud like never before.  Without any distractions, my
whole focus was on this one task, and I existed only for the pleasure of
his cock and balls.  Several times, I took him to the edge of cummin' and
then backed off.  Wantin' this to last for him as long as possible, I must
of serviced Bud for a good twenty minutes. Finally, he yelled out, "I can't
take this no more, make me cum!"

I wrapped his heavy balls in my hand and milked them like a cow's udder,
while I sucked his cock with wild abandon.  It was only a few moments
before the fuckin' motions ceased and I felt his thick truncheon swell up
in my throat.  There was total silence from the other side of the wall as
Bud blasted a mega load down my throat.  I pulled back some to lick off the
drippin's, but he pulled out almost immediately.

I asked, "You alright, Bud?"

"I think you nearly sucked him to death," Jesse replied.  He was laughin'
and I heard Bud chucklin' too as he fought to catch his breath.

"That was fuckin' awesome," Bud finally said.

After a bit, the two came limpin' weak kneed back inside the station.  We
carefully put everythin' back where it was, and Jesse locked up again.
Instead of headin' back across the highway, Bud led us down the bank under
the bridge.  We took off our shoes and waded out in the cool water, and
headed upstream.

The next couple of days passed by pretty normal.  Uncle Jack and Jesse
moved their clothes over to their trailer, and started sleepin' over there
too.  Since we usually kept Daddy up all night, he made Bud and me start
sleepin' back in our own room again once Uncle Jack and Jesse moved out.
We were still all together most of the time, especially for meals, and the
patio became sort of our meetin' place.

That Thursday, I woke up early for some reason.  Bud was layin' on top of
me snorin' with his hard cock prodin' my stomach.  I managed to push him
off and went over to look out the window.  In the moonlight, I could see
Uncle Jack sittin' out on the patio all dressed up and lookin' up at the
sky.

I snuck outside, and when I shut the trailer door, he looked over at me.  I
could see his eyes were wet and he'd been cryin'.  He sat up real quick and
wiped his eyes.

He asked quietly, "What you doing up so early?"

"I dunno.  Couldn't sleep I guess," I replied as I walked over and sat down
next to him on the bench.  "You okay, Uncle Jack?"

"Oh yea, I guess I'm just feeling a little nervous," he said.

I asked, "Nervous about what?"

"Well I have to meet with some people today," he answered.

I could tell he was hidin' somethin', so I decided to see if I could find
out more.  I asked, "Is it somethin' about school?"

"Well, not exactly," he replied.  "I made a decision a few months back, and
now I'm not sure if I should go through with it or not."

"You mean about your divorce?  You're not goin' back to Cathy Jo are you?"

"Oh, hell no, nothing like that!  It's something I should have talked over
with Jesse and ya'all though." He was quiet for a minute like he was
ponderin'.  Then he asked, "Do you think Jesse's happy?"

I thought about it for a moment, and then replied, "I think he's happier
now then he used to be, but he seems a little lost sometimes.  Considerin'
all the stuff he's been through, I think he's doin' pretty good."  Uncle
Jack was wringin' his hands and his eyes watered up some again.  "Bud and
me, we try to do stuff that takes his mind off things, but sometimes I
think just seein' us together makes him feel kinda bad."

He asked, "How do you mean?"

"You know how much Jesse loves you, Uncle Jack," I started out.  He nodded
his head in an affirmative.  "But he told Bud and me he's always dreamed
about havin' a brother of his own."  Uncle Jack sat back and ran his
fingers through his hair as I continued, "Sometimes, I think when he sees
Bud and me together, it makes him think about that, and he feels kind of
lonesome.  We don't do nothin' on purpose to make him feel bad, but it's
just the way it is."

"I understand, and you'll never know how much I appreciate you letting me
know about this, Drew.  I just can't tell you what it means to me, the way
you and Bud have taken to Jesse and include him like part of the family,"
Uncle Jack replied.

"He is," I piped up.  "I told him he's just like our brother.  It's just
gonna take some time for him to get to feelin' that way."

Just then the door to the trailer opened up, and Daddy came walkin' out.
He whispered, "What you two doin' out here so early?"

Uncle Jack replied, "I was just getting ready to take off.  Drew here was
just filling me in on how Jesse's doing."

Uncle Jack hugged me and patted me on the back, and then turned and hugged
and kissed Daddy.  We walked him over to his truck and he hopped in and
started her up.  As he drove off down the road, I said to Daddy, "He's not
just goin' into town, is he?"

"Nope, but he'll be back later on today, and you see what this is all about
then," Daddy replied.  He pulled me into a hug and pressed his naked body
against mine.  I breathed in all his delicious sweaty stink.  "You know I
woke up and came lookin' for you for a reason."

In my best innocent little boy voice, I asked, "You did?"

Daddy let out a nice juicy fart and kissed me before helpin' me lay down on
the patio.  He squatted down over my face and I tongued his hairy shitter.
He let out another ripe sputterin' fart in my face and I felt the beginnin'
of his mornin' dump start oozin' out onto my tongue.  As I mouthed Daddy's
mushy shit, I couldn't help but think back to Uncle Jack and wonder where
he was a goin'.  I had a feelin' it had somethin' to do with that lady and
the visit we had on Monday.

Once Daddy finished up, I licked his ass out for a while until it was
cleaned up.  He was gruntin' and moanin', so I weren't surprised when he
stood up with a mammoth boner.  I got up on my knees and stretched my lips
around the end of his hose just in time to catch the first spray of his hot
bitter mornin' piss.  The strong surge shot up and out my nose and through
the corners of my mouth.  Gulpin' down as much as I could, the hot salty
flood finally slowed and I peeled him back to catch the last drops.  He
grabbed me by the armpits and pulled me up into a passionate kiss.  Layin'
me back gently on the table, he raised up and spread my legs.  I closed my
eyes and moaned as I felt Daddy's scratchy stubble rubbin' up and down the
crack of my sweaty ass.  His hot wet tongue penetrated me, eatin' me out
and greasin' up my chute for a good fuckin'.  I pulled my knees back givin'
him full access.

"Damn you taste good," he said breathin' heavy.  As he stood up, he pressed
his fat cock head against my pucker and asked, "How many loads did Bud give
you last night?"

I didn't have a chance to reply before he rammed his colossal tool all the
way into me, grindin' his pubes against my stretched shit lips.  My mouth
fell open and I hissed as he started fuckin' me hard and fast.  He was
snortin' and pantin' like some kind of wild animal.  Grabbin' my sweaty
feet, he licked and chewed on my toes.  Several times, I felt his thick
shaft swell up, but he'd back off some and slow down his thrusts.  Finally,
he couldn't take it no more and started poundin' me furious.  Lettin' out a
muffled cry as to not wake the others, Daddy emptied his bull nuts deep
inside me.

He was breathin' real heavy and sweatin' like a pig.  Layin' his head down
on my chest for a minute, he licked at my nipple while I ran my hands
through his damp hair.  Standin' up again, he slid his fat prick out of me,
and pulled me up into his arms.  I huffed his rank pits and licked the
sweat off his cheeks and chin.  He kept sniffin' some like he was all
stuffed up or somethin', so I snaked my tongue up his nose.  Finally
catchin' on, he blew out a couple good gobs of thick chewy snot into my
hungry mouth.

All the while, he kept playin' with my cock, but not enough to get me off.
He laid me back down on the table and wetted a couple of his big rough
fingers.  Just as he started probin' his fingers into me, the door to the
trailer opened and Bud came staggerin' out.

He asked, "What's goin' on?"

Daddy snickered, "Just finished feedin' your brother his breakfast."

"I got some more for ya," Bud said to me with an urgency in his voice.

As he climbed up on the table, I heard the door to Uncle Jack's trailer
bang shut.  I heard Jesse ask, "Everythin' okay out here?"

Bud farted as he planted his furry butt crack on my mouth.  Huffin' to
catch his stink, I searched through his ass hairs with my tongue for his
hole.

"Here's a good spot for that mornin' wood," I heard Daddy say to Jesse.
His fingers slipped out of me and I felt Jesse's cock head proddin' my
pucker.  He pushed inside and started workin' his cock around.  Then I felt
warmth spreadin' through my belly as he pissed up inside me.

Bud cut another ripe fart just as I found his ass lips with my tongue.  The
stink was almost overwhelmin'.  I could hear his guts rumblin' as I dug my
tongue up inside him.  He bore down, and a thick watery spray filled my
mouth.  It tasted like stale beer and was hot and acrid.

"Damn, I got the squirts," he groaned.

As I drank down Bud's foul diarrhea, Jesse started fuckin' my sloshy, piss
filled ass.  His huge pole slammed in and out, making his load of pee roll
around in me like waves.  Bud finished up and I gulped down the last of his
watery shit.

"Sorry `bout that," he said as he climbed down off the table.  I was
smackin' my lips.

"It's okay, Bud," I assured him.

About that time, Jesse let out a long low moan as he mixed his cum with the
bucket of piss inside me.  He pulled out, and Bud stepped up and rammed his
hard woody up inside me.  Jesse climbed up on the table and straddled my
face.  Slidin' back and forth, he wiped his rank sweaty ass crack over my
nose and face.  Plantin' his sticky pucker right at my mouth, he pushed out
and kissed me with his butt lips.  I twirled my tongue around just as the
end of a hard knobby turd poked out and into my mouth.  After Bud's watery
offerin', I was glad Jesse was feedin' me a nice solid log.

Bud fucked my ass slow and easy like he was half asleep.  I could feel
Jesse's piss leakin' out around his cock.  Jesse's turd turned out to be
long, fat and mellow, just like I like `em.  It slid easily down my throat,
and as he pinched off I held him in place so I could dig my tongue back
inside and savor more of his tangy butt juice.  Bud picked up the pace
some, and then let out a sigh as he dumped his load in me.  He quit fuckin'
me but kept his cock in place.  I knew what was comin' next.  As Bud added
his mornin' piss to the bellyful I already had inside me, I started
crampin' up right away.  A flood of piss shot out of my ass, pushin' Bud's
cock out of me in the process.

"Fuck," Daddy said.  Once I was emptied out, Bud backed off and Daddy
shoved his mammoth bone back inside me.

Jesse climbed down and I heard the hose runnin'.  Bud was cleanin' himself
off some.  Daddy started strokin' my cock as he fucked me.  He was churnin'
his cock around inside me and hittin' that special place.  It didn't take
long for me to cry out and pump a load out into my skin and on Daddy's
fingers.  He brought his hand up to my mouth and I licked off my cum.
Stickin' his thick fingers in my mouth, he let me suck on `em while he
plowed my ass good.  Finally, he cried out, "Shit shit shit!"  As he rammed
his long thick cock all the way in one last time, he pulled me into his
arms and kissed me deep.  Liftin' me up, he spun me around while still
impaled on his cock before layin' me back on the table.

Daddy kissed me again and licked the sweat off my neck and chest.  He
rubbed his scratchy whiskers over my sensitive nipples, makin' me squeal.
Slowly pullin' his massive sausage out of me, he said, "I love you Drew."

"I love you too Daddy," I replied.

It was startin' to get light out.  Turnin' to Jesse and Bud, Daddy said,
"Guess we already had a workout, so we can skip exercises today.  You two
hose off the porch while I fix us some breakfast."  I wasn't much hungry by
then, but Daddy took me by the hand and led me inside.  Bendin' me over the
table, he ate his cum out of me and fingered my ass some more before
startin' breakfast.

After we ate, Bud, Jesse and me cleaned up the kitchen while Daddy got
ready for work.  Bud decided he was still sleepy, so we all headed back to
our bedroom.  Jesse plopped down on the bed and started strokin' his
magnificent cock and smilin' at me.  I bent down and licked my butt juices
off and throated him a couple times to get him nice and slippery wet.  Then
I climbed up on the edge of the bed and squatted down impalin' myself on
his fat pole.  While we kissed and I huffed his stinkin' pits, Bud got up
and started rubbin' his sweaty body against my backside.  I felt his rough
fingers caress my ass lips as they sucked in Jesse's thick shaft.  Then he
positioned himself behind me and reached around to tweak my nipple.  I felt
his hard dick head proddin' against my stretched out hole, and he popped
inside me up against Jesse's cock.  I moaned at the duel invasion.  While
Jesse laid still, Bud reached around and grabbed me by the waist and
started pumpin' me good.

"Fuck, ain't that a pretty sight!"  Daddy was standin' next to the bed with
his work clothes on.  He had his big cock out all hard and throbbin' again.
"Don't you boys ever quit?"

He kicked off his boots and pulled off his work pants.  Climbin' up on the
bed he squatted over Jesse's face and pushed my head down on his pulsatin'
boner.  While Jesse ate Daddy's hairy butt, I deep throated his immense
prick, takin' it all the way down to his pubes.  With each of Bud's
thrusts, my bone was rubbin' `tween Jesse's furry belly and mine.  It
didn't take me long to cry out and dump a load on us.  Jesse tensed up
about the same time and cried out as he emptied his nuts in my ass.  Daddy
was jackhammer fuckin' my throat and Bud was doin' the same to my tore up
ass.  They held out for as long as they could, but after a few minutes,
couldn't take it no longer.  Almost in unison, they yelled out and fed me
their loads from both ends.

Bud collapsed on my back all sweaty and pantin'.  Daddy jumped down off the
bed.  I leaned down and kissed Jesse, swappin' some of Daddy's butt hairs
with him.  "Damn, you boys are gonna make me late for work," Daddy cursed.
He pulled up his pants and grabbed his boots hurryin' outside.  We heard
his truck start up and he revved up the motor as he raced down the road.

Bud pulled out of me, and rolled over next to us on the bed.  I still had
Jesse inside me, as I laid my head down on his hairy chest and dozed off.
When I woke up a while later, Jesse was still inside me, but I was layin'
on my side, sandwiched between him and Bud.  Bud was out cold and snorin',
but Jesse stirred some and started workin' his cock in and out of me
slowly.  My own woody was pressed up inside Bud's furry sweaty crack.
Spittin' in my hand, I lubed my cock some and positioned it at his moist
pucker.  As I pushed inside, Bud moaned in his sleep.

Jesse reached around and started pinchin' my nipple.  We were all a
sweatin' and the stink of pits, ass and funk hung heavy in the air.  With
Jesse's huge hog pressed against me inside and the feelin' of Bud's tight
fuck chute grippin' my achin' boner, I couldn't hold off long.  Gaspin' I
spooged Bud's shitter about the same time Jesse spooged mine.  Bud never
did wake up.  I pulled out of him and rolled over so I could kiss and
cuddle with Jesse.  Buryin' my face in his fragrant hairy pit, I dozed off
again.

The next time I woke up, I was in bed alone.  I heard some commotion in the
kitchen so I jumped up to see what was goin' on.  Bud and Jesse were
puttin' out a plate of sandwiches and chips.

Scratchin' my nuts, I asked, "What time is it?"

"About eleven thirty," Bud replied.  "We was gettin' hungry."

"Me too," I responded.  I couldn't believe we'd slept almost the whole
mornin' away.

After we ate and cleaned up the kitchen, we all decided to go for a swim to
cool off some.  It was cloudy outside, but still humid as all get out.  Bud
chased Jesse down the trail and I followed along behind.  Once we got to
the water we waded down to our swimmin' hole and spent the afternoon
splashin' and playin' like kids.  It was just one of those wonderful lazy
summer days, where we didn't have a care in the world.  Aside from me
drinkin' down a couple loads of their piss, we really didn't fool around
much.

The sun eventually came out, and we could see the shadows were gettin'
long.  Haulin' our asses out of the water, we climbed up on the outcroppin'
and basked for a while to dry off.  As I laid there between Bud and Jesse,
I couldn't imagine bein' more happy and content as I was at that moment.
Once we were dried off and started workin' up a sweat, Bud stood up and
helped Jesse and me up too.  He headed off into the bushes toward home,
with me and Jesse followin' along behind.

As we got near the trailers I heard a truck door slam.  "Daddy must be
home," Bud said.

When we emerged from the woods though, I saw Uncle Jack instead.  He was
comin' around the side of the trailer with a tall, thin boy about Jesse's
height.  Suddenly, Jesse broke out from behind me and started runnin'
toward them.

He cried out, "Mark!"