Date: Sun, 5 Aug 2007 14:45:20 -0500 From: charles Turner Subject: Christy Young 3 This is a work of fiction. Any name, place or activity between men, children or animals is purely a figment of my warped imagination. If you are a minor or it is illegal to read about alternate sexual activities in your area please leave now. No animals or humans were harmed in the making of the story. Christy Young 3 "This is the phone number to call if you think of any thing that happened that you didn't tell us. I am usually out during the evening hours with my dog partner, but on Saturdays he gets the full day off." The detective's eyes glanced down at Chico. "He might be a cousin of that guy, they're about the same build. Demon is just a smidgeon darker and he might be a little bigger." Until Christy looked down and saw that Chico was licking his fully extended cock and peach-sized balls he didn't know what would be funny about Demon being a 'little bigger'. Staring intently into Christy's eyes the detective said "they can be quite a hand full." The trooper was almost the entire way to the state car when Christy heard the twins break out laughing. It sounded as though they had been holding their breath for five minutes. "Jeesh, 'Uncle' Christy that guy was putting the move on your dog. Do you think he really has one of his own?" "Quiet. He may not have one of his own, boys, but he is a member of the K-9 unit and might work with one like Chico." The picture of Detective Fred Gonzalez with his hand full of mastiff dick was permanently imprinted on Christy's mind. The look the young officer threw his way as he opened the driver's side door was enough to make Christy certain that he wanted to explore his chances with the stunner. "I need to finish your work, so you two go back inside where its cool and relax." "Cool would be good, but what we really want is a go at that cock sticking down your leg. Wynn got the dog to fuck him first, so it would only be fair that I get you to fuck me first." Albie had dropped the skirt wrapped around his waist as soon as the two cars had pulled out of sight. "don't even think about denying me, 'Uncle' or I'm going to tell my dad that you were not taking good care of us." "You think you can blackmail me into screwing you? You behave you little monster, or I'll let Chico loose on your ass. I think he might be ready." Both boys looked at the stud at the same time and Chico stood up with his dick turning a deep purple beneath him. "Albie? Why don't you suck his dick? I'll fuck you later." The boy believed Christy would do just that, what he didn't know was that Christy was going into the house to get butter to grease up his little hole. The man stepped out the door to find Albie kneeling in the grass with his head under Chico's belly. The sight had the precum leaking out of his dick in moments. He motioned for Wynn to stay quiet as he moved off the porch and got behind the occupied twin. Christy hadn't ever looked directly at a virgin boy hole before. The sight might have disgusted him years earlier, but after what had occurred the day before he was intrigued. As he stared at the dark pink slit Christy was conflicted about he should do, butter or tongue, fingers or dick? The few moments he knelt there immobilized frustrated Wynn who wantd to watch his brother between the man and dog. When Wynn pushed at Christy's shoulder he knocked him off balance, the man landed face to ass with Albie. The decision had been made for him. He had eaten his fiance's pussy, but he'd never had his tongue in an asshole. As he later told Wynn and Albie it was almost like god had reached down and pushed his head into Albie and was whispering what he should do. As his tongue lightly trailed over the rim of the boy's hole he felt an extra erg of strength added to his own cock. He slowly prodded and poked with the tip of his tongue waiting for Albie to relax and blossom. Every few minues he withdrew his head from between the young butt to watch the quivering slit, trying to judge when he could slide his buttery fingers through the tightness. He had his mouth to Albie for the sixth or seventh time when his tongue was sucked into the comfortable warmth and wetness of the hole he knew would soon be squeezing his large cock tightly. The fact that he is able to suck more than two inches of his cock into his mouth should tell you that he is well endowed, he thought he had ten inches but a few days later Wynn and Albie measured his dick at ten and three quarters inches. He didn't want to hurt Albie, but the desire to bury himself in the boy pushed all compassion and sense out of his head. After only a few back and forth probes of his tongue inside Albie Christy raised up and smeared butter around and into the pulsing hole. Gently he placed the tip of his erection against the overheated slit waiting for a response from Albie. The response he received was much more than he could have foretold from his limited experience. Later he told Wynn about how Albie opened his ass like another mouth and drew his cock three inches inside with the first touch, within seconds he had adjusted to the fullness and grasping the edge of the porch pushed his butt back until he was compressing Christy's pubes. If he hadn't sucked himself off that morning there was no way he could have stopped himself from prematurely cumming. As it was he had to try holding Albie's hot butt still. Gradually they settled into a rhythm that allowed the boy to bob his head up and down on Chico and bounce his ass up and down on the longer dick that invaded him from the other end. Twice Wynn tried to stick his little dick in Christy's mouth, but the man was too occupied pounding away at Albie's ass to be willing to suck the nub. The twin beneath him began gagging and coughing, the knowledge that Chico was filling Albie with dog cum sent him over the edge and falling onto the injured boy's back buried his whole length in the spasming hole as he shot volley after volley of the first hot cum the eager boy had ever felt in his tender chute. Christy was worn out, he had shot once that morning, worked hard in the yard, spent four plus hours being questioned about an accident he hadn't caused and taken the virginity of a child that had begged it of him. His dick was spent but not softening as he left it buried within the boy, he looked up to see Chico walking to the back wall of the porch and Wynn stepping in front of Albie and raising his brother's mouth to his little dick. Sucking his brother's little erection Albie was once again bouncing on Christy's dick. The man knew he didn't have it in him to fuck the boy again but he tried to maintain his position so the boy could enjoy what he had earnestly begged for earlier. It was more than Christy could bear, the boy bouncing against his lower abdomen started piss flowing. He had always hoped that he would one day be able to experience what it was like to share his piss with another person, but had thought it a pipedream that was unlikely ever to be fulfilled. With all the piss he was letting drain, Christy knew that Albie must be feeling his stomach swell. The older man did all he knew how to do to keep the flow going slow and steady, hoping that he was giving the boy as big a thrill as he was having himself. Drained of piss and cum Christy collapsed behind Albie and watched the twins take each other to orgasm. Albie didn't take more than a few seconds in his brother's mouth before his entire body was shaking and his knees gave way. "God, I've got to take a shit." "Don't go into the house with your ass wide open like that, try to make it over behind the garage if you can." Christy was trying hard to stifle a laugh as Albie tried holding his cheeks together with one hand as he waddled across the lawn. The boy wasn't successful, but at least he made it far enough away from the porch that the smell of piss and shit wouldn't get through the windows when the air conditioner was off. Wynn joined Christy sitting in the grass and laughed along as they watched his twin squatting like a two year old. It took him some time to get to his feet, but Christy went into the house and prepped a warm, wet towel for cleaning up the injured and well fucked boy. Christy knew that he needed to help Albie get clean. Approaching the boy he felt his dick respond to what he had done and how Albie had accepted him. Wynn helped Christy and they soon had Albie's ass and legs clean and the rubber-legged boy sitting on the warm concrete steps leading up to the porch. The twins each leaned on one of Christy's shoulders until Wynn finally was able to tell him that the pain relievers had worn off and that he needed another pill. It hadn't dawned on Christy that he hadn't put any clothes back on until he was walking down the stairs and passed an airconditioning vent blowing cold air. Rather than finishing the yard work that he had left Christy threw on a pair of gym shorts and went to the barn, fed the horse and dog and walked back to the house thinking about what he had that the boys would eat. Th remainder of the evening was spent quietly so they could all get to know each other better. Although Wynn and Albie had known Christy most of their lives, they didn't know him well. Their most solid memories of the older man were of the days or evenings when he and their aunt visited with their parents. Coming out of the self imposed coma that had kept him from being close to anyone for the last couple years Christy took an interest in hearing everything the boys wanted to tell him about their lives, as unexciting as it had been. Well aware the boys could have bathed each other, Christy insisted that as his charges that he would draw their baths and be sure they were cleansed of the day's activities. Of course it was just an excuse to let his hands rub their cocks and asses, but the boys didn't object. Bathing the boys and gently fingering their assholes kept his cock hard for the evening, but he knew that if he wanted to cum the next day he needed to control himself. He gave them his queen sized bed and though the house had eight bedrooms he had to sleep on the pullout sofa since his fiance and he had wanted to furnish the rooms as they had children. He was drinking coffee at the kitchen table the following morning when Albie showed his face. He was shyly poking his head around the wall that hid the staircase when Christy spied him and told him to come on in. The boy had smelled the coffee when he had gotten up to use the bathroom and he didn't want to go back and risk waking up his brother. Christy was amused and affected by the shyness Albie showed at being naked in the kitchen, so he dropped his shorts and joined the boy. Soon they were talking and making plans for the day ahead. Christy was putting some cut and bake pastries on the table when they heard Wynn stirring around upstairs. "Just play along and we'll see how truly adventurous your twin is." When Wynn walked into the kitchen his twin and 'uncle' stared at him as if he had done something extremely bad. "Wynn. Albie and I made a new rule this morning. The last one out of bed in the morning has to do what the other two say, all day." Wynn was a slow waker and didn't respond to what he was hearing from Christy. When he heard his brother tell him to crawl across the floor on his hands and knees and kiss their asses it looked like he didn't believe them. "Well, you heard your brother. Do I need to get a whip out of the barn?" The dumfounded twin stood at the bottom of the stairs shaking his head as if he couldn't believe a word he was hearing. Christy decided on the spur of the moment to make Wynn understand that they were being serious, he walked to a desk that sat between the table and stairs, grabbed a plastic ruler and stung the boy on his stomach. Although he had never been ordered to do such a strange thing before, Wynn dropped to his hands and knees like his brother said and crawled between his legs. Albie pulled his feet up and put them on the back of a chair seated beside him, raising his feet and legs that way put the slightly sore pucker of his no longer virgin shitter directly in line with his brother's tongue. Wynn need more encouragemnent. Choosing pain over verbal urgings, Christy let go with the ruler twice on each cheek. There was no need to tell him again or swat his butt, but both Albie and Christy found that they enjoyed seeing the red welts and stripes on his butt. "Well Albie, how would you rate this tongue in comparison to Chico's?" "Christy, I think the dog did a better job on my ass. If I was to give Chico a ten, Wynn only gets a five." "You're generous. I think Wynn is only a three or four. If he doesn't soon get his tongue deeper into my hole I'm going to have to see what I can push into his mouth." Wynn renewed his attack on the man's hairy hole, his tongue really couldn't push far into it as he was still growing. "Albie, feed your brother one of the rolls." The way they were going to treat Wynn was evolving as one or the other made demands on him, but they had seemed to agree that the boy would remain on his hand and knees. With Albie making Wynn lick the icing from the roll off his fingers Christy looked under the table to be certain that they were not pushing the boy too far. What he saw was that Wynn had a smile on his face and a hard dick pushing out at his stomach. Unwilling to actually treat the boy badly, Christy retrieved a bowl from the cupboard and set it on the floor half full of milk. The cast that held Wynn arm was well supported by a sling and though the boy moved around the floor slowly Christy could see that he and Albie were not really hurting him in any way. "How often has he sucked your dick, Albie?" Christy had thought the boys were more experienced than they were and when he heard that he had watched Wynn sucking his brother for the first time felt honored to have shared the moment. The idea that Wynn's mouth was inexperienced pleased him and with Albie adding his thoughts made plans for Wynn to use his mouth all day. The first task for Wynn came from his brother and nearly ruined the entire day. But when Christy led Chico into the kitchen and heard Albie telling his brother that since he needed practice making an ass feel his tongue that he should spend the next hour digging into the dog's hole. When Wynn hesitated to comply Albie took Christy's ruler and swatted him between the legs, telling him that the next five swats would be on his balls if he didn't get to work. Until the chores were done and supper was on the stove Christy and Albie kept Wynn on the floor or ground and using his mouth in any way they thought might strengthen his tongue and jaws. At that age, Albie was able to stick a hard dick in his brother's mouth almost every hour. 'Uncle' and brother used the 'slave' every time they needed to piss and by the last time his mouth was being filled Wynn no longer gagged or choked but swallowed every drop of the precious liquid that was being given to him. With a roast cooking and potatoes boiling Wynn wore out and lay down with his head and mouth covering the dog's cock that he had already sucked twice that day. "'Uncle' Christy, are you going to let me drink your piss?" "Albie, I think I want to keep you and your brother experiencing sex and life a bit differently. While I have enjoyed using his mouth everytime I've needed to piss, the thrill of pissing in your hole yesterday is something that I intend to share only with you. So maybe, I'll do the same with Wynn. I mean, we'll do the same, using only his mouth as a urinal. Is that okay? You know if you really want to drink piss Wynn will probably give you a load?" The boy obviously didn't think much of Christy's idea but agreed to accept the plan for the time being. Allowed to join his brother and 'uncle' at the table Wynn's mouth was too tired to chew the roast. He munched the potatoes and squashed the peas before swallowing them. Not because he knew Wynn was going to have problems, but because it didn't take any time Christy had made butterscotch pudding. They sat around the table reliving the day until the phone rang, Mrs. Stevenson wanted to know what Christy was going to do about the boys when he took off for work the next morning. He hadn't decided on a plan, but told her that he was going to call his boss and ask for the week off. Christy had returned to the table to tell the boys their mother was worried about them and asked them if they wanted to stick around for the next week or were ready to go home to their brothers and sisters. They were still discussing what they would tell Dalton and Mrs. Stevenson when the phone rang again. Many Sunday evenings his boss called to give him the plan for the week, so Christy wasn't too surprised when he heard the familiar voice. "Christy I need you to take your horse and ride the pipeline up through the Big Piney. The NARC's think some of the indians out of Cleveland are using the opening in the woods to grow their marijuana." It was the best part of his job. The ride in the Big Piney was quiet, almost primordial. Depending on the time of day and year he could see alligators, bears, lynx and other animals that most people seldom saw outside of a zoo. The downside was that it was also the most dangerous of his routes, he had been shot at more than once and attacked by wild boars one time. "This will be the last time I take this ride, boss. I think you and I need to talk about me taking over my old job again." The twins were disappointed to hear that they would be returning to their family, but they had known that Christy worked Monday through Friday and might have to leave. After dinner Albie returned the dog to the barn and Wynn sat talking to Christy about the experience of having his mouth used by Albie, Chico and Christy without having any choice in the matter. At first he had found it unacceptable as he wanted to use his dick, too, but by the time Albie and Christy had dropped their first loads of piss in his mouth he wouldn't have changed places with anyone. With tears in is eyes he asked if he could return the next weekend and repeat what he'd done. "Christy's only response was that his twin hadn't been given his chance to spend a full day as the center of attention. Christy could see in the boy's face that Albie would be getting a lot of attention in the coming days. Everyone went to bed early that night knowing that Christy would be leaving at five in the morning and wanted to drop the boys at their house on his way out. Christy didn't know whether it was a dream or reality, but he thought he woke twice during the night with his dick being nursed. Although only half awake the twins didn't believe what they were seeing. Christy had racked a rifle in the back window of his truck and hung a gun belt with pistol from the lower rack. Wizard was loaded into the single horse trailer and saddle bags with oats and human food were packed. Christy took the first aid kit that came with the truck and put it into a small backpack along with extra bullets and a rain slicker and dry socks. He threw an extra shirt and pair of pants in the cab of the truck and when asked told the twins he wouldn't need them until he returned to the vehicle.