WARNING: In spite of the suggestive title, this is not a 'zoo' (animal/love) story about sex with bears. Maybe with a stallion sized black dude... This fictional story describes sex between men with a teenage boy. IT'S UNSUITABLE FOR MINORS UNDER THE AGE OF TWENTY-ONE. You should know whether you want to be reading this or not! **************************************************************************** * "BEARPAW FANTASY" * * by Vince Water March 17, 2005 * **************************************************************************** | Copyright 2005-2006 by Vince Water Corrected 5/06 | ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- This story is part of the 'New to Teaching Love' series that enhances part 9. Mike fantasizes what it would have been like to go 'hunting' at the Bearpaw Recreational Area in Montana as an Indian boy of sixteen. Guys cruise there for sex. Mike draws on Running Water's experiences when he was a horny teen going out there to come up with this 'wet' fantasy. It's Friday night. I've ridden my bike them twelve miles to Bearpaw and lock it around a tree. All my street clothes come off and are put into my backpack which I hide under a bush. A thong belt is tied around my waist. The front of me is covered by a deerskin flap. I've left myself butt naked. Those hungry guys will know what that means. Moccasins cover my feet when I stalk through the hunting grounds on this warm summer night. Dark shapes move around me. I'm shy at first to encounter anyone because I can't make out faces or know if a man is white, black, Asian or a Native like me. Would they even want to get it on with a kid? My feet silently pad along the trail through the trees. Moaning draws my attention. I hear that wet slapping sound from a guy getting sucked or maybe fucking someone so I'm taking a closer look. There's a crowd of men around them. After worming my way through, my eyes make out someone kneeling on the ground. Yeah. He's sucking on the guy standing before him. I'm getting behind him and touch his butt like everyone else is. Soft bodily warmth. Its sexy motion gets my dick tingling. I break from my fantasy for a moment to look down at the revealing bulge in my underwear. They're quickly pulled down. My erection is pushing my front flap up like a tipi. No one can see that in the dark yet a man's hand reaches inside to cop a feel of it. He checks out the size of my erection. It's a good size for a boy my age. His other hand examines my half breechclout then reaches up for my hair. It's long. Now he knows that I'm an Indian. My meager groin hair is fingered so he's getting an idea of how old I am too. A lustful breath comes out of him. He starts pulling over my foreskin to get me off as we stand together in the dark. I've been feeling over that guy's naked humping. Lots of other hands are fondling his cheeks while a pair of hands are firmly grasping them, pulling forward. That would be the guy sucking his cock. Someone drops to his knees and starts kissing over that man's ass. Our hands are displaced. Moans of pleasure fill the air when he gets serviced from both sides of his body. That guy beating me off is also pleasuring the rear of me in hand. I like how he's pulling on my cheeks, sometimes slapping them and his finger slips in to rub over my hole. What a sensation! He brings my smell back to his nose for a sniff. That's what I hear him doing. In a rush, he drops down behind me to kiss over my brown little ass. I'm spreading my legs and bend over. Wow. His kisses work their way between my cheeks until he's rimming me. I'm crying out in my high-pitched voice. The man who was kissing that guy's butt in front of me now stands up. I hear his pants coming down. He positions himself behind that guy getting sucked and stabs forward. A sharp gasp is heard from him. Pain? Yet he's allowing himself to get fucked. A wet slapping sound is soon heard. All the other guys around us are feeling our action. Someone takes over handling my dick and he's an expert with pulling my foreskin back and forth. I'm getting deeply tongued in my butt. Wow! What a sensation. I'm drawn back to that man who's fucking by enjoying the wild flexing of his ass. Everyone else is feeling it too. Strangely, no one says a word. Only moaning and heavy breathing is heard in the dark. An outcry. Wow! He must have been really horny 'cause it didn't even take a minute for him to cum in that guy's ass. His pants are pulled up and he leaves without even muttering a 'thank you'. Oh, well. He's left his gift behind for that man to keep. A wet one. I'm getting close myself from being handled but a better idea comes to me. I step forward to take my turn at fucking. My front flap is rolled over my thong belt. After brushing away the man's hand grasping me, I'm sticking into that willing butt. Yeah. It's nice and slimy. Hot. My hands rush to grasp his hips and away I go! The other guys are feeling over my action. Where's that man who was rimming me before? I'm showing off with a proud manly display by stabbing into this ass fast and hard. The guy in front of me wails out like a girl. His asshole feels tight but it's plenty slippery from that man who did him. Maybe he wasn't the first to fuck him tonight and likely, not the last. Ahhh! I'm getting rimmed again. He's displaced the hands from those other guys fondling my butt so they move to touch other parts of my body. My balls are cupped. I'm feeling a palm swirling over my erecting right tit. My long hair is playfully tugged on (in beat to my fucking) and when a hand grasps my chin to turn it left, lips press against mine. I'm kissing back. There's no denying these overwhelming sensations that comes from having sex! I surrender myself to them. A wet slapping sound comes from below me. I'm stabbing really quick now and as hard as I can with my boy's sized tool. The thrills are building up. My groin slams into this soft ass that's so willing to get fucked. He wails out again and again. A smile forms on my lips. I can't believe how much this guy likes it! Maybe I do. I'll be trying to get a wet butt myself tonight if I'm lucky. Maybe from successive mountings by these horny guys. My dick slips through this man's slimy warmth with increasing thrills. It's feeling real good! My balls tingle in warning. In my high-pitched voice, I cry out in triumph when giving this man's ass a refill. He groans in defeat not unlike that fallen brave on the battlefield who endures getting raped by enemy warriors. I release a satisfying huff. After resting for a moment, I'm pulling out to give up my place to any other guy who wants to fuck him. Someone touches my leaking dick. Probably to assure himself that I've really done that guy's ass like a man. I stand at the man's side with my arm going around his waist. "Thanks," I mutter. Hmm. He's been getting sucked ever since I've been here. "Can't you cum?" He doesn't answer me. I'm spinning around and rub my butt against his waist. My right hand reaches down to grasp the base of his cock getting sucked. It's wet, from spit. "Hey. Maybe my ass can get you off..." That man kneeling on the ground pounces on my dick. I'm still hard. His mouth swallows it whole and he sucks me expertly, hoping that I can give him a drink the man he'd been servicing denied him. Two steps gets me positioned between them. I'm bending over and hold onto the man's shoulders while he sucks me, my little butt at the ready. A shiver runs down my spine when I'm fondled back there. "Fuck me, okay?" That guy sucking me pulls my cheeks apart and his left hand directs a really wet cock onto my hole. I'm gasping sharply. He rams into my butt in a single thrust and fucks me like there's no tomorrow. What a thick cock! Not much reach up my asshole but long enough to where he'll put his sperm in me. That is, if he hasn't already came from a lengthy sucking or maybe he's kept himself from doing so. What the point of that? A man strives to empty his balls in any way he can. I'll gladly take his load into me. I'm dropping my head back and cry out again and again. That combined sensation of getting sucked and enduring a man's brutal pounding in my little ass is overwhelming! I pant for breath. Two hands roam up my chest and grip my slim breast. He's pulling downwards to back me onto his groin when he thrusts forward, a relaxing from his hands when he pulls his cock back before his next violent plunge. That's hurting a bit. My hole is getting stretched by his thickness. I've offered myself to get raped and that's what he's doing to me. After a few minutes, I look around for other men. Huh? Where's everyone gone off to? It seems that only the three of us remain and no one is cumming. I can't. Sucking is too ticklish a sensation for me to enjoy. I'm letting him so I'll have something to hold onto (his shoulders) while enduring this long fuck. Man! When is he gonna get off? My back is starting to ache me from bending forward. I'm clenching my teeth when the pain in my butt increases. His cock is getting real stiff and all too well I know what that means! He remains deep in my ass, hands dropped to my waist and locked there. He bucks forward like a stallion. A lustful grunt is heard behind me. Finally! I've felt his first gush but no more. Maybe he already did get off from being sucked and there's not much left in him to give me. I'm satisfied though. It's my first fuck tonight so my asshole is ready to take on bigger men. I hear heavy breathing against my right ear. He's resting after getting off but that guy sucking me is sure gonna be disappointed. I've already came in this man behind me so I need a while before I can do that again. My left hand reaches back to give him a fond pat to his cheeks. "Thanks..." "Thank you," he answers, "for the return pleasure." "Sure. Anytime. Isn't it great to do each other?" I ask. He doesn't answer me but pulls out of my butt and reaches down to lift up his pants. He leaves. I realize that there was someone watching us when my cheeks are pulled open. I'm leaning forward onto that man sucking me and prepare to get fucked again. Maybe it's that man who was rimming me earlier. I'll ask. "Your tongue felt great in me. You've prepared my hole so I could fit his thick cock in me." "Your butt tastes good. I'm afraid that my cock isn't all that big." "It's okay." I find out what he means when my hole is penetrated. No pain. His cock is longer though with an upwards curve to it. My hips are grasped. "You feel good in me." My encouragement gets the man plowing through my ass until he cums only a minute later. I've been gasping with each of his stabs that tickled my prostate. It's gotten my dick really hard. The man in front of me has been sucking on it with much enthusiasm. I'm given a tight hug by that man behind me. I stand up straight, reaching back to hold his ass that's still gently humping. Did he finish in me? I didn't feel any of his squirts but they could have been too deep in my hole. "Did you cum a lot in me?" I ask. "Yeah. That happened more quickly than I thought because I'd wanted to enjoy a longer ride. You've got a hot ass, kid." I'm smiling to myself. He's talking dirty to me and I love it. "You can stay in my saddle while he sucks me off." My hands keep their hold of his cheeks. Our bodies remain joined, a huddling of warmth from the lower parts of our bodies. He's wearing a shirt. An idea comes to me and I voice it. "I'm a little cold. Could you get fully naked and hold me for a while?" The man pulls off his shirt. His hairy chest presses against my back and he runs his hands up and down the front of me. While he's keeping me warm, I'm trying to heat up his cock by winking my asshole. He responds. Some gentle stabbing in my butt that becomes more deliberate when lusts returns to him. "Yeah. Do me again, okay?" "Sure, kid. By the way... How old are you?" "Old enough." "You sure are. Which tribe are you from?" the man asks. "The Blackfoot. In the old days, I'd be named a brave and going out on the warpath to prove myself a man." I'm swallowing nervously. "I'm sixteen." "Well. You've proven yourself a man from what I've seen you doing tonight. Are you often hunting around here?" "Yeah. There's lots of butts needing to be 'shot' into and mine is fair game. Do you think you'll give me another load?" "I'm about to!" The man becomes frantic behind me. His long cock is pounding into my prostate with such a pain/tickle as I've never felt so keenly before. How long is he? I'm tightening my asshole and he growls out like a bear. There's a throbbing from his cock. "Yeah... Give me all you've got!" I cry out. His groin rams onto my cheeks while he's cumming. His low throaty groan of pleasure comes out with his breath against my right ear. "That was the... sweetest release I've... ever had!" The man is panting to catch his breath. "All for me. Thanks." The man holds me in his arms for a while. The only sound breaking the silence comes from that wet sucking by the guy trying his darnest to get me off. He doesn't know when to quit. I'm not able to either in hand while I've been laying in bed during all this fantasizing. It feels good, though. I return to my Bearpaw fantasy. When our bodies finally separate in the dark, I'm left feeling chilled from behind. He pulls up his pants and leaves while telling me goodbye. Sad. I'm still feeling up to more sex before riding my bike home. The only guy around is kneeling in front of me. He can't get me off from sucking. I pull from his mouth and turn around. His hands are quick to bring my butt onto his face and he cleans me up. When his tongue darts between my cheeks and he starts sucking out all the cum I've won in my hole, I'm asking him, "You'll have to replace what you're taking from me. A trade. Okay?" The man doesn't answer me. I lower myself into his lap and feel his cock sticking up. My legs press around his. With my left hand, I direct him into my ass and drop heavily down onto him. He penetrates me. I'm humping over him to feel his size. It's not a thick cock but he's long enough to give me a good ride. His hands reach around to work on my erection. Still trying to get me off, huh? I rise onto my knees while squeezing my asshole around his cock. Then I'm dropping back down to force his thrust. He doesn't let me know if this is doing anything for him but I keep it going for a while. My forced rape by the reluctant warrior below me. That has me giggling. My hands reach back to pull over his butt. I'm feeling his cock stabbing deeper into my butt. A moan from him. Yeah! Maybe I will be able to get him to cum after all. A dark shape approaches us. I hear a zipper being pulled down followed by the man's jeans and underwear. He steps forward, lowering to his haunches to aim his cock into my mouth. Sure. I'll do some sucking while my butt waits to be filled. Wow! This guy's knob is like a huge mushroom. It barely clears my teeth and I'm gagging when he shoves too much cock into my mouth. My hands fly up to push his groin away. "Sorry 'bout that. I am big." What a low voice. He's a black guy and I've heard that they have huge cocks. I'm learning that first hand, ah, in my mouth. I'm only able to suck on his knob. When he drives forward, I gag again. My hands are preventing him from stuffing my mouth too much. While I'm servicing this black guy, my ass is getting pounded. I hear the guy below me holding his breaths. He grunts with each exhale and breathes in sharply to hold another. His cock is stiffening. I'm smiling to myself in glee that my hole will soon be given some more cum. "Here it comes kid... My part of our trade. Oh, yes. Oh, yes... Yessss!" There's a revealing throbbing in my butt. A long drawn out sigh from the guy under me proves that he's done it. I've captured another load in me. When his hands try pushing me away, I pull off his cock and stand up, wobbling a little on my feet. His hands support some of my weight when he mouths into my ass for a taste of cum. His. I'm still sucking on this black dude. He's loving it because of all that moaning coming from him. When my bending legs ache too much, I stand up and turn around, backing onto his hairy groin. "You wanna fuck me?" "I like to get sucked," he answers. Well. We'll just have to see about that. I'm not turning around to face him but continue humping suggestively against his stallion sized cock. My dick is sucked on again. I roll my eyes in dismay. This guy below me really wants a drink but I've not the heart to tell him that I can't give him one. This black dude ain't gonna fuck me. He's not being enticed by my ass humping against him and his hands remain at his sides. "Hey. Haven't you ever wanted to rape an Indian before?" I ask in my obvious Native accent. "I'd worry about splitting you in two." "I can take you. Don't let my little butt fool you 'cause it's my hole that matters. A bunch of guys have already stretched me some. I'm naturally lubed up if you know what I mean. Let's try." "Don't say I didn't warn you, kid." He knows. Must be my high-pitched voice and my thin stature I suppose. When this black guy just stands there, I reach back for his cock. It's standing up like a cannon. If only I can get it to fire off in my ass. Hmm. That's gonna be a real challenge. This man is huge! I'm getting onto tip toes to aim my butt properly onto him. My left hand directs his knob to where it needs to go. I'm trying to fit his swollen knob into my asshole. Won't go in. I take a few breaths to relax myself back there and try again. Penetration! I'm gasping out in pain. "Told you. Why not just suck on me?" That's what the guy below me is an expert at. He could take over for me... No! I don't want to lose this challenge. My butt backs onto him hard to force his huge cock in me some more. My asshole struggles to fit him in. It's real slow going and not without pain yet I manage to get a quarter of his shaft inside me. His big hands pull on my hips. He's grunting above my head. I'm keeping my mouth closed so he won't know that it's hurting something fierce! His cock slips in some more. It's getting thicker towards the base and my asshole is stretching as I've never had it before. "You're taking it," the man remarks with wonder heard in his voice. "Yup." My eyes shut tight from the pain! Why am I enduring this when there are other guys about who could give me an easier fuck? I know why. It's the challenge. He's warned about splitting me in two. Between his strong hands pulling me onto him and the weight of my body pressing down, we are managing to fit together. "Do you know what you're doing, kid?" That stung. "Of course I do." I'm dropping all of my weight down until his cock pops fully into my ass. Ouch! "Wow. You did it but can you endure me fucking you? It's going to hurt." "The hard part is over with. Rape this Indian boy good!" I shout. He does. My small body is pounded into by this huge black dude. That has me crying out in pain. It really feels like he's gonna split me in two! When I consider stopping it, his hands rush to grip my underarms. I'm lifted up from the ground! My feet press against his thick legs above his knees. My moccasins have slipped off. This guy is powerful. He's not gonna let me get away from him fucking me so I endure what really seems like a brutal rape of my ass. "Relax. I'll do it quick." I'm gritting my teeth and let the man have his way with me. His cock is the thickest I've ever felt and such reach! My prostate is getting pounded. That has my dick surging but not to where I can cum. He's like a stallion plowing me but I'll not escape that long dong again. No. It was Running Water who nearly rode that stallion 'bareback'. I've always wanted to ride one myself and this man is giving me the experience of my life. I turn onto my right side in bed and push my cock down between my thighs. While I'm hanging in the air, this big black dude pounds into my ass good and hard. He said that he'll do it quick. I sure hope so! The pain has subsided some but I'm having to endure that pain/tickle deep in my butt. His cock is stuck fast in my asshole. Not much thrusting but I can tell he's feeling good. Lots of throaty groans and him saying 'Yesss. Yes. Oh, yesss!' My butt gets pained when this man's cock stiffens up. He's breathing hard, uttering 'Yes' again and again between his breaths. I join into the chorus. "Yes! Fuck me until you complete yourself as a man. Yes! I feel your male power. Yes! Drown my butt with lots of cum you big guy!" He laughs in that low booming voice of his. I break out of my fantasy. My cock is feeling really good and after a few more thigh rubs, I shoot. My thrills are very intense! Sweet. I've come out in the bathtub but that was more from a sense of relieving the pleasure when Running Water brutally fucked my ass that second time. His long cock had pounded into my prostate. Beating off alone in bed was nice though I'm left with a sense of guilt for not having saved myself for Jesse. A mellow feeling comes over me. My thighs relax. I realize that I've left my 'Indian boy' self hanging in my fantasy. Literally. That black guy was about to cum in my ass. What would that have been like? I close my eyes to complete my 'Bearpaw fantasy' though I'm not in need to get off from it. This huge black dude can't stab me anymore. His stallion dong has swollen up too much for any movement in my asshole. Our mismatched bodies are tied together like a dog's swollen knob in his bitch. No escaping this brutal mating. My feet push off his legs to ease some of my weight being held in his hands because my underarms are aching a lot. "I'm about... to cum!" warns the black man. There's no escaping it. My little ass feels like it's about to be split in two by his huge cock. He's ramming into me hard. I cry out in pain along with utter ecstasy when he empties his balls. No sensation of his gushes though. His breath rushes out of him in a long 'Yessssss!'. I'm gasping for breath. My butt is hurting me a lot as if I'd really been raped by this black dude. "Wow. You took it, kid." I'm unable to answer him. My breathy moans of pain end with a bit of crying that shames me. I press my lips together to stop that from being heard. Air blows sharply through my nose. "You okay?" "Just hold me for a while," I beg. "I have to. There's no getting my big cock out of your butt until it's softened some." The man's huge hands slide around to my chest. I'm hanging onto his arms while my feet dangle in the air. That's when I notice he's not wearing a shirt. His belly sticks into my lower back when he breathes inwards. From his swollen cock, I'm feeling his heartbeat deep in my ass. A rapid war drum. We remain stuck together for a while in the dark. I'm breaking out of my fantasy for a moment. Hmm. What's the biggest cock Running Water has ever taken up his ass? Jesse has told me that Ron's was pretty big. That white guy has fucked Running Water for six years though he doesn't allow his butt to get taken. Kinda sad, that. You're not completely gay until you've submitted yourself to another guy who cums in you. I've felt Running Water's power in my ass. Come to think of it, I'm still holding his cum in me from our get together in the bathtub a few hours ago. He even fucked me twice! My butt was hurting me too much afterwards and with all those calls we've had to make on the phone had me forgetting to relieve my wet butt. A laugh comes out of me. His sperm has been swimming far up my asshole to look for an egg to fertilize. Thank God I'm not a woman! I don't envy their nine months pregnancy or the pain that comes from giving birth. I can give my ass to lots of guys and not worry about who the 'father' was. That's one good thing about being gay. My thoughts turn back to Running Water. He'd been cruising the Bearpaw Recreational Area since he was in his teens so I wonder how many men has fucked his brown Indian ass? Did he give himself to a big black dude like in my fantasy? I return to it now. When his cock in me has softened enough, I'm lowered to the ground. It feels cold and gritty against my bare feet. The black man gives me one last hug before he pulls from my aching butt. "That was great, kid. I didn't think you could take it from me." "Almost didn't," I'm muttering under my breath. I hear the man pulling up his pants and he zippers up. My front flap is unrolled from the belt to hang down over my dick. It's since grown soft during my painful ride. "See you again some time." "Sure." I'm thinking maybe not since his stallion sized cock had nearly split me in two! When reaching down for my moccasins, a sharp pain shoots through my butt. That has me groaning out in pain. I've managed to collect my footwear but I won't struggle with putting them on. My ass hurts too much. Maybe I should be getting back home. I've already fucked a guy and four men have given me a wet butt. Cum is oozing from my asshole and it wets my balls. I'm reaching into my front flap to spread it around, allowing their manly power to endow my loins. A sharp tingling fills my dick. Hmm. Maybe I'm up to some more sex before taking that long bike ride home. My butt needs to settle down some anyway. That aching in the front of my body can be taken care of in a few more butts! After walking a few steps, the aching in my ass forces me to stop. Man! I think I've hurt myself. My hand grasps a low tree branch. What I'm really needing to do is lay down for a while and rest. Then maybe the pain will go away before I attempt to bike it home. If I can't, there must be a payphone around here to call up my parents for help. This last thought is cast from my head. No way! Mom would ask me what I'm doing so far from home and if she sees me limping from getting my butt hurt... I clench my teeth and stagger back down the forest trail. Guys pass me in the dark. I'm ignoring them while making my painful way back to where I've hidden my backpack. A right turn is taken. It ends in an unexpected way. Huh? With alarm, I realize that I've lost my sense of direction! It's too dark to figure out where I've gone wrong so I turn around and get back on the main path. The bathrooms are lit at night so I'm looking for them in the distance. Every so often, I'm turning for a tree to lean up against. My butt is still aching me something fierce. I reach down and feel its wetness. Hopefully that's only cum. Some is brought up to my nose for a sniff. No blood. At least none that I can detect. A guy passes me really close. He's looking at my face to make it out in the dark. I quickly turn away. My moccasins are tightly grasped in my left hand and I continue walking down the path. When another man is about to pass me, I consider asking him where the bathrooms lie. I'll be able to find where I've left my bike and backpack from there. "Excuse me..." The man passes me without stopping. Oh, well. After taking another brief rest, I come to a fork in the path. Should I go left or right? If it's the wrong choice, I'll be paying for that in pain by having to double back. Right. I'm walking along this new path for a while. No more men pass me. That's not a good sign so I consider cutting my losses and head back to the forking and take it left. A low grunt catches my attention. It came from somewhere off the path so I timidly step through the trees and catch that grunt again. Much closer now. After a few more steps, my right foot steps onto something soft. There's a gasp of surprise heard from below. I'm trying to make out the guy below me but it's too dark. I think he's laying over a blanket. "What do you want?" asks a gruff voice. "Sorry. I've lost my way in the dark." My butt is hurting from standing so I ask, "Can I sit down for a while?" Another voice is heard. "Join us if you want." "No. I'm just needing to rest." Some boldness comes to me. "My butt is hurting me..." "Really. Well, go ahead and take a seat beside us. I'll be finished in a few minutes." That had been a white man's voice. The guy asking me to join them had sounded Mexican. I slowly sit down and gasp out in pain when my butt hits the blanket. My moccasins are tossed to the ground. "Got yourself raped?" asks the white guy. "Yeah." He chuckles for a moment and then I hear kissing. An accented moan comes from the Mexican who I think is laying beneath the white guy. My eyes are adjusting to the dark. I'm sitting at the right side of their arms and when my eyes fall lower over them, I make out the gentle rising and falling of a man's ass. What light there is from the moon is reflecting off of it. More kissing. The Mexican wails through his nose from the pleasure of getting himself fucked. His white companion is blowing air through his nose. They kiss a lot and that stirs deep feelings in me. Are they lovers? "How many guys did you?" the Mexican asks. "Ah, four. That last guy had a huge black dong that nearly split me." "I've only been with this one guy. He's a great lover and we've been at it for nearly an hour. Lots of hair!" "Not that much," exclaims the white man. I reach out for his back. Soft hair is felt under my palm. "Yeah. He's hairy all right." "I like how it feels against my skin," says the Mexican. He wails out when the white guy stabs his cock in him deep. They kiss some more. I'm feeling the stretching to that guy's back when he fucks the Mexican below him. My hand roams lower to his pale ass glowing in the moonlight. It's also hairy. A sensual humping comes from it that gets my dick tingling. I'm erecting while watching them make love to each other. The next few minutes are the most exciting that I've had out here. The white guy gently fucks his Mexican 'lover' admits lots of kissing and low grunts. When his butt flexes wildly, I wait with anticipation for him to complete himself as a man. "I'm close to cumming!" the white guy warns between breaths. "Si. Give me your American baby!" I use both my hands to push down on the white guy's ass to ensure that he won't pull out at the end. His cheeks flex a few times. He growls out like a bear when releasing his seed into the guy's ass below him. Wow. They did it! They're gasping for breath. I give the white guy a fond pat for his manly accomplishment then pull my hands from his hairy butt to stroke over my foreskin. I hear them kissing again. "Gracious," the Mexican whispers to his companion above him. "No. Thank you!" exclaims the white guy. I see the man lifting himself off and he sits over the Mexican's legs. His hands fondle the butt that he's just conquered. "You have a nice one." "Wasn't it worth an hour to warm me up before giving myself to you?" "Yes. You're a great kisser. Can we meet again?" "I'm usually out here on Friday nights," answers the Mexican. "No. I mean away from here..." My heart aches for this white guy. He doesn't want to just have sex with him in the bush but maybe date him or something. I speak up. "Why don't you give him your phone number?" "I'm taking care of my parents." "Let me give you mine then," offers the white guy. "I have an apartment where we can get together. Do you cook? I like Mexican food and we can watch movies on my home entertainment system." "Maybe next time." My heart fills with disappointment. Not for myself but that he's blown off this nice white guy. Don't he like him? After the long silence, I watch the man fetch his clothes and put them on. I'm hoping that the Mexican will reconsider but he continues to lay there over his blanket. The white guy stalks off without another word. "Wasn't he nice?" I ask. "Si. Very nice... for the hour we spent together." "Maybe he wanted to spend some 'clothes' time with you. Dating." "I've tried that," answers the Mexican. "It's no good." "Why?" I'm hoping to learn about this man's failed experiences with love. I gasp when a hand gropes over my front flap. I've been handling my erection beneath it for thrills ever since they'd been fucking. "You wearing a breechclout?" "Yeah." I'm embarrassed that he's noticed. "Kinky." The man reaches in for my dick. His hand strokes over my foreskin and it's feeling good. "Lay over me and then we'll talk about it if you want." "Okay." I roll my deerskin flap around my belt and scoot over to his butt. My butt is still aching me. I'm pointing my dick through his cheeks and it easily stick through his asshole. My body presses down over his. Smooth on smooth. I grip his slim shoulders and begin my stabs. He's slippery in there. "You've only been fucked once tonight?" "Si. He gushed a lot in me as guys do when they've had a chance to kiss and make lots of love to me beforehand. We were at it for an hour before I let him fuck me." I've only met this Mexican ten minutes ago and we're already fucking. No kisses. I don't even know his name so I'm asking him. "Ramon." "I'm Running Water." "You're Native, aren't you?" "Yes." I've been tickling his ass with my boy tool while we've been talking. He hasn't moaned. No indication in him that he likes me fucking him or anything. At least I'm enjoying it. "How long have you been out here?" asks Ramon. "About an hour." "Four guys have fucked you already? Didn't you get off yourself?" "Yes. I fucked someone." "You're still in need." Ramon laughs. "Go ahead. My ass will take it from you and my baby will either end up being white or Indian." "Silly! We're both guys." "Are you sure about that?" A terrible thought strikes me. What if Ramon is a woman! I'm reaching down with my left hand to see if I can find a cock against the blanket. "I'm small," explains Ramon. "I was born in a male body but I'm all woman inside. That's why I can't keep a guy. They don't like it when I dress up." "In woman's clothes?" "Yes, honey. At least God left me with an opening to satisfy men with. I also give good head. Go ahead, give me some sugar." I'd paused from fucking when thinking this could be a woman's butt I was sticking through. Relief fills me. Sorta. From what Ramon has been saying, he wishes that he were born a woman. "What's wrong with being gay? You get the best of both worlds that way." "Don't you have cross dressers amongst your people?" asks Ramon. "No. None that I've seen..." "How old are you, honey?" "Sixteen." "Well, that explains it. You're still an innocent." That stung. "Not really. I've been coming out here for a while." "For sex, boy. You haven't given your heart to a man yet." That's true. I can't since I'm underaged so men consider me jail bait if they were to date me. When Ramon continues to talk in his girly voice, I cover his mouth with my right hand. "Shh. Okay?" I'm wanting to get serious about fucking his butt and cum but his soft voice is a turn off. Ramon turns his head to rest it over his crossed arms. I grasp his slim shoulders and get savage with my stabs, putting all thoughts of him wanting to be a woman out of my head. He has a nice ass. I feel him doing things with my dick by squeezing it when I'm pulling back. That tightens his asshole. I like the slippery feel to his butt and I'll soon make it even more slippery. "You have a good size," remarks Ramon. "You're fucking me good." He said that in a strong voice. I'm rubbing my groin harshly against his cheeks and feel the sweet thrills building in my dick. His back is sweaty. That helps slide my smaller body over his. When he begins to moan, I hold breaths to deepen the sensation in my stomach. My butt is aching yet that pain adds to the pleasure I'm feeling from fucking his. My balls suddenly tingle in warning. I cry out in my high-pitched voice. Ramon wails. I'm squirting a lot in him and it's followed by that mellow sense of male relief. "I felt you seeding me," says Ramon. "It'd be nice to have a brown baby." "Not from me! I'm not ever going to get a woman pregnant." "Oh, honey. You're too young to be thinking about that. One day, you may find a nice squaw and get married. Babies will follow." "No." I'd said that rather loud. "You're confident in yourself then." "I am gay." To prove this point, I'm giving the man a kiss to the back of his sweaty neck. "Your ass was nice. Thank you." "Glad to please, honey." "How about you? Did that guy get you off already?" "No. I've told you that my thing is too small." "Can I see?" I'm still not sure that this is a guy that I've fucked. My hand didn't find Ramon's cock so I took his word for it that he's a man. He claimed that his body is at least. I pull from his butt and lay on my right side over the blanket. He turns to me. "Check me out. You'll be disappointed," Ramon warns. I timidly reach down to his groin. Relief fills me. He has a cock but it's small like he's said even when hard. "Let me get you off." "Only if you give me some kisses." "Sure." I press myself up against Ramon and our arms wrap around each other. We belly rub for a while. Kisses. I'm thinking that he won't cum when the minutes fly by. Maybe he isn't excited because I'm only a kid. "Can I lay over you?" asks Ramon. "My butt is still hurting. Sorry." "No. I mean on top of your chest." I'm turning onto my back with Ramon following me on top. He positions himself against my dick and makes thrusts. Savage ones. "Hold my fucked ass." I reach down to hold him as he wants. His ass is a nice shape. Small, yet soft under my palms and it flexes in beat to his forward thrusts against me. My dick is still hard. I'm feeling the pleasure from our belly rub and think that I could get off again. We kiss. His tongue sticks into my mouth and I suck on it. He takes his turn sucking on my tongue. We begin gasping for breath that ends our kissing. "You're getting stiff," remarks Ramon between moans. "I'm feeling good!" Though my butt is hurting me, I'm humping it against the blanket to drive myself up against his small cock. We share breath when Ramon's nose presses against mine. I take a deep breath, turn my face sideways and kiss him. That gets the man wailing through his nose. I feel a liquid warmth against my belly. More squirting. He rushes to kiss me hard and after stabbing a few more times against his cock, I'm squirting. Pleasure explodes in my head. My boyish cries announce my accomplishment. We hold each other close for a while. The soft glow from a Ramon's lamp spreads over the blanket we're sitting on to the feet of trees standing around us. I'm able to see his face at last. This man is handsome. A small nose, sensual lips and a broad forehead. His brown features aren't Native but akin to us from being Mexican Indian. We're peering into each other's eyes. "You are a cute boy." I'm blushing. "You're not that bad, either." "Ouch. But you aren't seeing me at my best." Ramon makes the gesture of putting on makeup. "You should see me in a red dress. It makes me look hot!" "You really dress up as a woman?" "Yes, honey. I've gone to bars and passed myself off as one without a problem. I put the real women there to shame." He smacks his lips. "Have guys taken you home thinking that you're... you know." "Sure, honey. They're usually too drunk to know the difference. I direct their cocks into my rear opening without most of them being the wiser." "Wow. But what about when morning comes?" "I'm already out the motel door by then." I look down at Ramon's cock that has gone to sleep over his balls. It's small like that of a boy of eight. Mine has grown limp but I'm bigger than he is even when he's hard. My belly is covered in this man's cum. His chest bears thick streaks where I've shot to him. "You haven't seen a guy cross dress in your tribe?" asks Ramon. "No. I've read about such things but that was way in the past." "Maybe you didn't know it wasn't a real squaw you were looking at." "I'd know. His eyes would give him away even if he were wearing a dress." "Yes. I know what you mean, honey. And then there's his low voice. I'm often having trouble with that so I try speaking softly." Ramon said that in a high girly voice. Almost, I believed he was a woman. "Why not accept that you're gay? I have." "But I'm not," defends Ramon. "I desire men in a womanly way by giving myself to them. I haven't fucked anyone and couldn't with this small thing I've been cursed with. Better that I'd been born without it." "You're just feeling bad that your cock is small. I've felt you cum on me. That's what's really important and makes you a man." "Honey. I'd sooner cut it off and forgo making a mess on someone." "I liked feeling your male joy when we belly rubbed." Ramon smiles. "I'm not often given that pleasure to anyone. You wanted to get me off so I did. For your sake." That hurt. "Are you sure, Ramon?" "Trying to turn me to the gay side?" the man teases. "But you are gay! I know that I am and I've accept this about myself." "Your people call it being two spirited. The front of you expresses your manhood with other men while from behind, you express your female side with them. Is this not so?" I'm nodding. "You do too. That means you're two spirited." "No, Running Water. I don't often act as a man from the front of me because it doesn't give me that much pleasure. My rear opening is my pussy. Taking a man inside me there feels good and gives me a sense of completion. Beyond the sex, I feel like a woman inside. I'm soft mannered, like to wear dresses and put on a pretty face. You haven't seen me in lipstick, honey." I'm lowering my eyes in distain from hers... I mean his. "How's your butt?" asks Ramon. "Better." "How did you get here? I can give you a lift home if you want." "I've ridden my bike down from Chinook." "You've let yourself get fucked by four men and think you can ride your bike all them miles with a sore ass? Please. Let me drive you home." "Okay. Thanks." Ramon and I get dressed. Actually, all I'm needing to do is unroll my front flap from the belt and put on my moccasins. To my relief, he's getting into some jeans (not a pretty skirt) and a long sleeved shirt. I get to my feet so he can roll up the blanket after shaking the leaves from it. We return to the path. "Where's your bike?" asks Ramon. "Ah. I'm not sure because I'd gotten my directions mixed up in the dark. Can you take me to the rest rooms? From there, I'll know where to go." "Dressed like that, honey? Someone will think you've been time warped up from the past." The man laughs. I'm giggling. "No. Just bring me close to the rest rooms and I'll know which path to take back to my bike." "You have street clothes to wear, don't you?" "Of course. They're in my backpack." I'm unlocking my bike from around a tree and feel Ramon's hand fondling my butt. I linger for a moment because it feels good. When my cheek is pinched, I'm turning to him and twirl around to get my front flap flying from my groin in a tease. That gets the man laughing. "You do make a cute Indian boy. There are magazines who would pay good money for photographs of you in a half breechclout." "Really? What magazines are those?" "Some oversees where it's legal to depict boys sixteen or older naked. You aren't really younger than that, are you?" "No. I know that I look it but I'm not lying to you about my age. How much would they pay?" "Maybe a few thousand for a series of pictures of you." I'm looking down at myself in the glow from Ramon's lamp. The thought of having photographs of me in a sex magazine is exciting until I consider someone buying one who'd recognize me. I'm voicing this concern. "You could wear face paint." "I'd only have to pose in my breechclout to earn that money?" I ask. "Well. A magazine would also want to have photographs of you fully naked. Shots of your erection and you'd earn more in sex poses." "Like what?" "Pulling on your hard dick and cumming. I'm into photography and could take all those shots of you and develop them myself. And if you were daring, I could join you in those shots. Suck your dick. You could fuck me and those pictures would earn us a lot more money." My face begins to burn. "I'll think about it." I'm getting into my backpack and pull out my clothes and shoes. My breechclout is untied from around my waist. Ramon brings his lamp closer. "You really are cute. That is a clever gimmick to wander the bushes as you have. Too bad the men can't see you in a half breechclout in the dark." "They've felt it in hand. My long hair gets pulled on and from my voice, men realize that I'm a Native boy. It really turns them on." "I'll bet it does. If you don't mind me saying so, you're giving yourself away too cheaply." "I don't want anyone to pay me for sex!" "I don't mean that. You're going for quantity by getting your little ass fucked by a bunch of guys while I'm into quality sex." "You mean by laying with a man on your blanket out in the woods?" "Oh. It's more than that, honey. Mark and I enjoyed a lengthy love making. We kissed and explored each other's nakedness for over an hour before it led to us fucking. I'd rather spend all that time with one guy than get my ass repeatedly raped as you have." The burning to my face blazes even more. "I'm just saying that you should find a nice guy in the bush and take him into the woods where you can really enjoy each other. I'd met Mark and he was willing to spend time with me." I'm nodding in agreement. "Maybe you can help me with that next Friday." "Sure. My blanket is big enough to share with you. We'll each find a nice man and make love side by side. Maybe share a foursome." "Sounds great. I could use a friend out here to guard my back in case..." "Yes. That's what sisters are for." "Why not gay brothers?" I retort. "Either is fine with me." Ramon is peering down at my dick. It's grown some from all this talk about finding men to make quality love to. I'd enjoy lots of kisses, holding each other close naked as if we were lovers. At least for an hour. "Can I suck you?" asks Ramon. "I've already gotten off three times tonight. I might not be able to cum." "Let me try." I'm nodding to this man's offer. He doesn't get to his knees like I was expecting but embraces me after removing his shirt. His smooth skin against mine feels good. We kiss. Not just on the lips. Ramon mouths over my nose, cheeks, forehead and he licks into my left ear. That tickles me. He returns to kissing me on the mouth and we take turns sucking on each other's tongue. My dick gets really hard. Ramon's kisses roam down my body. He sucks on my erecting tits and swirls his tongue over them while blowing out his breath. What a turn on! I'm tickled when he mouths into my underarms. Kisses blossom down my belly. The man gets onto his knees with his hands reaching around for my butt. He tugs on my balls with his lips. A wet tonguing is given up my shaft until he reaches my swollen knob popped out of its foreskin. He starts sucking me. I'm moaning through my nose. A hungry groan comes from Ramon. His hands gently pull over my cheeks to drive me forward into his mouth. I'm stabbing in and out. In the soft light, I look down at the man sucking me. His black hair dances about his shoulders. The thrills build up surprisingly quick and in a less than a minute of being sucked, I give this man a drink. That brief pleasure is intense. Ramon pulls back with his lips smacking. "You taste sweet, young thing." I'm panting for breath. When Ramon stands up, I'm giving him a tight hug. "Thank you!" He pats over my back. "Don't you fall in love with me, little brother." "I won't big sister." Our ride to Chinook is in silence. I'm often glancing at Ramon while he drives his pickup truck. My bike is in back. "I'll give you my telephone number when we reach town." "Okay." A thought strikes me. "What about your parents? What do I tell them if they answer the phone?" "That was a little white lie on my part to Mark. I live alone." We're both smiling. "Think about what I've said about taking photographs of you. I can call up Wonderboy in the Netherlands to see how much they'd be willing to pay us." "Wonderboy?" I ask. "Is that a sex magazine?" "Yes. I've got a few issues laying around the house that I can show you." "You live in a house?" "Of course. Why waste money on paying rent?" "Where is it?" "In Havre, along Big Sandy Creek." Ramon drops me off a block away from my house (so my parents won't see) and I have his telephone number tucked in my back pocket. I'm walking my bike since my butt still hurts too much for me to ride. He drives off. I break out of my fantasy with a sly grin on my face. It's too bad that Running Water didn't meet someone like Ramon. That man could have shown him that just having a two minute quickie in the bush can't compare to finding a nice guy to lay with for an hour in wonderful love making. I'm glad that he and I have become loving brothers. My heart is big enough to share myself with him and Jesse. I'm wondering that if Running Water were in my shoes... eh, moccasins, would he have been willing to be photographed by Ramon? At sixteen, he'd look really hot in his half breechclout. I'm sure that a sex magazine would have paid to publish pictures of him. He'd look fierce with war paint on his face that would preventing anyone (especially his parents!) from recognizing him. I'd have bought those issues of Wonderboy he'd appear in. The first spread of photos would show that Indian boy butt naked while a deerskin flap teased us by hiding his dick. The following pics would be of him totally naked, his dick erecting and cumming in hand. The next issue would depict Running Water having sex with Ramon. This man would be shown sucking the Indian boy off and then getting fucked by him with a closeup of the cum oozing from his asshole. I think they had video back then. It would have been the year 1983 when Running Water was sixteen. After earning lots of money from the photographs, Ramon could afford a VHS video camera (they were costly back then) and shoot a movie of them having sex. It would tape them on a bed or out in the woods at the Bearpaw Recreational Area from a fixed position. Guys like me would pay to watch a video of an Indian boy making love to a dark skinned Mexican. Ramon would probably wanna wear a red dress so you'd think he was a woman seducing this innocent young savage until the clothes came off. They'd kiss, fondle their naked body parts that would lead to them belly rubbing, sucking ach other and fucking. The movie would end with Ramon wearing a squaw's dress and tending the boy's tipi. I'm laughing to myself. Man! I have quite an imagination. *** AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you've liked this short story of mine, I call your attention to many more stories to enjoy that you might not be aware of. I've written accounts of love between Indian boys and men in quite a number of series. Their pale face brothers have also joined into the fun. Find them freely on the Nifty Archive (www.Nifty.Org/). From their homepage, click on AMERICAN INDIAN STORIES BY VINCE WATER... Here's a list of all my stories that I've written to date: Bare Butt Brave (parts 1-10) (An illustrated 7th printing to this novel is being produced which will be ready in late 2006) American Indian Boys' Love Stories (collection of short stories) "My First Sperm Spilt" More Indian Boys' Love Stories (collection of short stories) "An Older Boy's Pleasure" "Squaw-boy" Even MORE Love Stories of Indian Boys (collection of short stories) 1- "Proud Warrior" 2- "Wilder Love" 3- "Of Indian Rutting" 4- "What Naked Boys Do" 5- "Boy Seeds Planted" 6- "A Little Boy No More" 7- "A Girl HE is Not!" 8- "Keeping Warm" 9- "What Boys Will Trade" For the Love of Indian Boys (collection of short stories) 1- "A Proven Boast" 2- "My Brave Lover" 3- "The Brave's Boy" 4- "Mother Moon Kisses Me" 5- "Little Deep Eyes" 6- "Boy of Light Colored Hair" 7- "The Fort's Little Indian" 8- "My Special Friend Returns" 9- "Boy Seeds Vision" Pottery Shards (And Other Short Stories) 1- "Pottery Shards" 2- "A Quick Peek" 3- "Robert's Companion" 4- "A Boy Once More" 5- "Song Bird's Story of Love" (part of the 'Willow Bird' saga) 6- "In the Squawman's Footsteps" 7- "Boy Seeds" Indian Boys at Play (collection of short stories) "My Butt is His" "Boy Seeds Fulfilled" "To Dance Within" "At the Gathering" Rites of Boyhood (parts 1-8, ending) Big Horn's Path into the Mahyee-na (pre-'WILLOW BIRD' series parts 1-9) "Crying Loon's Seduction" (part 3.5) Willow Bird Finds His Love BOOK 1 (parts 1-8) Brave Willow Bird BOOK 2 (parts 1-9) "Song Bird's Story of Love" (found in 'Pottery Shards' collection) Willow Bird, Warrior BOOK 3 (parts 1-10) "The Sisters' Rite of Passing Seeding from One to the Other" "Willow Bird's Returning Spirit" Shaman Willow Bird BOOK 4 (parts 1-15) Leader of the Mahyee-na BOOK 5 (future series) New to Love (parts 1-20) New to Teaching Love (parts 1-18 so far...) "Bearpaw Fantasy" (supplements part 9) Calm Bull Finds Love Again (part 1) I'm currently working on the 'New to Teaching Love' series. Mike Yager and his Blackfoot Indian lover Jesse help others like Simon (Sings-as-a-raven) come to terms with being gay. This fourteen year old boy learns from the couple that love is more fulfilling than sex. I've been writing stories since the summer of 1988 in my frustration of not finding erotic gay stories about Native American Indians. My first book was called "How Willow Bird Finds His Love" that was later made into the booklet "Willow Bird Finds His Love". "Bare Butt Brave" followed. These booklets and many others were distributed through Glad*Day, Elysian Fields (mail-order), Freedom Forum and the A Different Light bookstore chain until the advent of the Internet. Thanks to David's Nifty Archive, I'm able to devote all my time to writing stories instead of printing booklets for distribution in a handful of stores. These out-of-print illustrated booklets have been made into eBooks. It's like viewing each page on your computer screen at the press of a button! These Adobe Acrobat files can be found in 'Artwork & Stories' which spans 3 CD-ROMs or 1 DVD-ROM for Windows computers. ALL of my stories are included as text files. JPEG images of nude Indian men and boys, young Asian men, erotic illustrations and movie clips complete this product. 'Artwork & Stories' is available FREE to my readers upon request. All I ask in return is that a donation be made to the Nifty Archive. To get this item mailed to you, send your email request to: ArtworkAndStories@HotMail.com with your name and (U.S. only) address along with the statement: "I am over 21 years of age." A postcard will first be mailed to you that contains an address verifying number. After this verification number is returned to me, 'Artwork & Stories' will be mailed to you. This is to ensure that I'll not get into any legal trouble by mailing out adult material to an address that didn't actually request it. There are Tricksters out there on the Internet! The content of 'Artwork & Stories' is legal for viewing by adults here in the U.S. but countries such as Canada, Japan and Australia have laws forbidding the frontal depictions of the naked human form. Two other products are available but only in the DVD-rom format (not in CD). They're called: 'Erotic Young Asian Men' and 'Erotic American Indian Men'. They contain nude images and movie clips of sexy men. Let me know in your email request whether to send you these two products as well with your DVD-rom version of 'Artwork & Stories'. I welcome comments, suggestions or questions that you may have about this story or any of my other works. Please send your email to me at: Vince_Water@Yahoo.com Be sure to place the words: "Indian stories" in your subject line so I won't delete it out of hand thinking that it's spam. We're all getting too much damn junk mail these days. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- End of file: BEARPAW.TXT Supplement to part 9 Folder: NEW-TO-TEACHING-LOVE and Adult/Youth category