Date: Sun, 01 May 2016 07:40:29 -0400
From: r1nl8@hushmail.com
Subject: County Fair Part Five

County Fair Part Five

May, 2016

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County Fair Part Five


"So, how we deal with Nathan?"

The words echoed through Red's ears and bounced back and forth in his
brain.

Was there a way to deal with him?

Red thought about it for a while, considering options, while Jedi let him
meditate in silence. After a while, Red looked at him, with a grin.

"I know," Red said. "We have to go to PreacherMan. He told me he was a big
ole bear and if there were ever any little cub trying to hurt me, to let
him know. He will help us figure it out!"

"It is Saturday," Jedi said, "the busiest night. We need to see Preacher
right now, while daylight. We will go behind and ring the bell for his
sequence. We don't want to walk on midway in loins," Jedi grinned, "Of
course, unless you want," Jedi grinned wickedly, reaching under Red's
leather to tug on his soft foreskin and little penis head.

"Nah, I think we should go now, and stay on the backside," Red laughed.

Off they went into the woods, knowing it would take over an hour to reach
the backside of the midway, but once they did, Jedi rang the sequence for
PreacherMan who showed up within minutes.

"Well well, look at the warriors," he said, admiring their war paint and
native clothing. "I'm glad I am on your side! So what is so important? What
can I do for you boys? You know I'll do anything; you may as well be my own
blood."

Red looked at Jedi, no longer so shy he had to look down.

"We have to equalize what happened to Red," Jedi said. "Justice; nothing
more and nothing less."

"HMMM," Preach said. "Give me a minute to turn over the Haunted House to
LittleBear, then I'll be back and we'll go somewhere private to have a
... pow wow." He laughed heartily at his own joke, and Jedi and Red
couldn't help but laugh also.

With only an hour or two before sunset, they all knew the importance of
devising a plan to carry out at a moment's notice, and soon they had
concocted what seemed like a fairly reasonable plan. Nathan would be at the
fair with his best friend Corey, that was to be granted, so the plan had to
include taking the both of them down at the same time.

Formulating the plan, Preacher said he needed two people, and he suggested
BigBear and LittleBear, best friends, not father and son, lovers perhaps,
who were among the most trustworthy on the midway, especially if the
actions were somewhat ... legally questionable.

The plan set, Jedi and Red ran back to their camp to prepare for what was
to come, and Preach made clear to all who had to know what was going down
that night.

Preach was ready, the carneys were ready, Jedi and Red were ready, and
Nathan and Corey were certainly not ready. The net was set, and all that
was needed was one brutal boy and his cute minion.

LittleBear became the chosen one.

He was probably in his early thirties, and had been with this carnival
since he met BigBear eight years ago. As the names imply, one was taller
and more muscular than the other, but LittleBear was a man who would take
no shit from nobody. He was strong, dark haired, and as trustworthy as
anyone on the planet, if he was on your side.

So he hung around the front, keeping a keen eye open for Nathan and Corey
to enter the Midway – the brightest light show they would ever see.

Nathan Kendowski was barely 12 when he met Corey Padgent. They quickly
became best friends when Corey moved next door. They were the same age,
only a week separated them, and Nathan was the older. Together they
experienced everything – first pubic hairs, first erections, all of
it. They held no secrets from each other, and had even jacked off together
one night – not touching each other of course.

Nathan was an incredibly cute boy. He was athletic, well developed for his
age, maybe a bit short. His family was one of the wealthiest in the
county. He had brown hair, brown eyes, and a perfect complexion. He was, no
doubt, one of the most desirable boys in the county.

For those who knew him best, he was kind and considerate, and always
willing to help any cause. They had no idea of his true nature, and most
never would.


One day after school they were at Nathan's house (he was home alone until 6
o'clock) and they started wrestling on the living room floor. Laughing and
tossing each other around, it was Nathan who found himself on top. They
were smiling at each other and looking eye to eye when Nathan pinned down
Corey's arms above the boy's head.

Nathan looked deep into Corey's eyes. "What now, loser?"

Corey laughed and struggled, and Nathan leaned over, almost pushing his
crotch into his friend's face, pretending to suffocate him.

"I CAN'T BREATHE!"

"Exactly, so you going to do what I tell you?" Nathan looked down with a
smile.

Corey had a big grin on his face too. "No way man, just get off me." But it
was said in jest. He didn't fight or struggle, he just lay there waiting
for Nathan's next move.

Nathan, sitting on Corey's chest, raised up and took his shirt off. He knew
he had more pit hair than Corey, so he showed it off, taking plenty of time
to hold his arms above his head.

Nathan had been growing hair in his pits for almost a year, more than the
other boys his age. The hairs weren't long, but they were visible, even
from a little distance, and he had pride just by having them. He knew Corey
didn't have anything more than a few straggles, and that alone made him
feel superior.

Corey was squirming below him, and Nathan was grinding his ass against
Corey's crotch. He could feel the small erection against his ass as he
continued to grind against Corey's groin.

"What, you like this?" Nathan teased. "Then try this ..."

Nathan, straddling Corey with his crotch in his face, unsnapped and
unzipped his jeans and pulled them down a bit. Corey could see how hard
Nathan was, and secretly wondered what it would look like hard.

Nathan didn't disappoint. With his groin just above his friends face, he
ordered Corey to open his mouth. Corey pretended to protest but shyly
opened his mouth just as Nathan pulled out his underwear and exposed his
rock hard erection.

They had seen each other naked before, but nothing like this. Corey had his
face inches away from his best friend's young cock.

Nathan's cock wasn't very fat, but a good fist could fit around it with
room to spare. The thing was the head. They would later find out the term
was a mushroom head, much fatter than the shaft. It was still pink, but
would become a raging red color later in life.

But his pubic hair was a thing of beauty. Deep brown short curls circled
the base of Nathan's (not very thick) shaft. The patch was becoming dense,
but only rose less than an inch above the base. To Corey, it looked mature
and sexy.

So there was Corey, pinned down, with Nathan's cock in his face.

"Put it in your mouth dude," Nathan said. When Corey he hesitated, he
repeated himself, louder this time. "PUT MY COCK IN YOUR MOUTH!"

Corey pretended to refuse but readily took his friends cock in his
mouth. Slowly, because the head was so big, but he got the hang of it as
Nathan released his hold on him.

Nathan, keeping his hands on Corey's head, rolled off of him and to his
side, keeping his cock in the boy's mouth. He took time to lower his pants
and briefs to his knees to free up his balls for Corey to lick.

"Lick my balls dude," and Corey obeyed.

Nathan had very, very small testicles, and of course no hair on his
scrotum. The sac was held close to the base of his cock, but the skin was
still silky smooth.

Corey licked and jacked Nathan, until his older friend had one of his first
orgasms. Three or four thick spurts, Nathan groaning and squirming, and it
was all over. He pulled up his pants, told Corey he had to leave since his
parents were coming home soon, then went to take a shower, where he got
hard again thinking of what had just happened, and masturbated again.

Over the next three years the same scenario would play itself out many
times. After the first 6 months, Nathan began to force Corey to take off
his pants and underwear and would play with his longer but thinner
cock. Corey didn't have much hair, but he did have nice sized balls that
hung down loosely in a smooth sac – nothing made Nathan more jealous.

Corey would do anything Nathan asked, except get fucked. Nathan had that
big head, and it scared Corey. The one time they tried it, Corey felt the
worst pain he ever felt and couldn't allow it to go in. This seemed to
anger Nathan, but since Corey was his boy toy and best friend, he decided
to remain frustrated on that part.

And now was Carnival Week!

Saturday night and Nathan couldn't wait. He had decided this would be the
night he would finally fuck Corey once and for all, even if it took an hour
to slowly get the head into his tight little hole.

They got there just after dark, walking the midway, riding the Starship and
just about everything else.

LittleBear had been following them since they walked in.

A quick signal was all it took for Preach to notice the boys were
approaching the Haunted House. Nathan and Corey had already ridden most
rides, so when the barker called them over to have a free ride since the
last car was empty, they jumped at the chance. Besides, Nathan thought, he
could make Corey blow him through the stupid ride anyway.

They sat in their car, the last on the train, and Nathan couldn't wait for
it to start so he could put Corey's hand down his pants. He had already
unzipped just to get ready.

The ride finally started and as soon as they went into the dark, Nathan
took Corey's hand and stuck it down his underwear. This was fine to Corey
because he loved touching Nathan, so he stroked his short erection and
gently felt his little nuts, but when he took Nathan's hand and tried to
put it down his underwear, Nathan pulled back.

Monsters popped out, lights went off and on, dead heads dropped from above,
lots of canned screams, the same old same old. But just before the train
started up to the second floor, in total blackness but with plenty of
haunted screaming, it stopped. The passengers just thought it was part of
the ride, and no one, not even the boys in the last car, noticed when two
men in total black unhitched their car from the train.

Once the train had stopped, Nathan and Corey sat confused just long enough
for BigBear and LittleBear to come up from behind and cover their mouths
with duct tape. They lifted them out of the car, and zip tied their hands
behind them. The boys tried to screamed, but the noise just fit into the
natural scream soundtrack from the Haunted Mansion.

Ski masks were put over their heads and they were rushed out a back door
into the total blackness behind the ride. There could be no delay. The
front part of the train was continuing its journey.

Preacher man kept the ride going, and no one missed the boys in the
back. When the train went back around again, it would automatically hook up
to the empty car midway through the ride, and no one would ask a question.

Once outside BigBear rang another distinct series of bells, and Jedi and
Red, joined Big and LittleBear to finish the operation. Nathan tried
unsuccessfully to scream, tried to fight his way out of the ties, but all
to no avail. He was dragged kicking and crying to the edge of the forest.

There they stopped and removed the duct tape from their mouths. Each boy
had a razor sharp 6-inch knife to their throats, and were convinced they
could be cut down in a second. `What was going on?'  "Fuckhead, one of the
Bears said to Nathan. Call your momma. You are spending the night with
Corey, coming back to the carnival tomorrow, and will be home for dinner
tomorrow night."

He took Nathan's cell phone out and found the contact. Just before he hit
`send' he asked Nathan, just to be sure, "Do you want to go home and have
dinner tomorrow night, or would you rather be dinner for worms and rat's
tomorrow night? Your choice."

He dialed the phone and held it to Nathan's ear. The boy was actually so
scared he sounded very convincing to his mother. That done, the SIM card
was destroyed and the phone smashed into a hundred pieces.

"Your turn, innocent one," and Corey was surprised to be called that
way. His phone was put to his ear, he obeyed his orders, this time saying
he was staying over with Nathan. All done, his phone also was destroyed,
and the journey into the night and redemption, for Nathan at least,
continued.

They walked for well over an hour deep into woods that almost no one in the
county had ever seen. For his part, Corey just stumbled along, trying not
to be afraid but feeling instinctively that Nathan was the target, not him,
and it gave him a bit of comfort. Also they treated him less harshly.

A couple of hours after being kidnapped, the captives reached their
destination, about a mile downstream from the boy's true campsite. There
was a huge campfire, some logs around to sit on, and two large poles
planted deeply into the dirt. Each pole was surrounded by firewood, ready
to be lit at any second.

There were three double tents, the standard ones from any store, with
sleeping bags and pillows.

The Bears stood each boy against a pole, cut the zip ties, and put their
arms around behind the poles, then tying them again. They cut the ties at
their feet, after all, they weren't going anywhere – they had fresh and
ready firewood surrounding them.

Big and LittleBear stayed hidden in the woods for muscle power, should it
be needed. Jedi and Red stood their ground, in loin cloth and war paint,
with anger and hatred as the sum of their strength.

The ski masks were removed, and both boys shook their heads trying to make
their eyes adjust to their surroundings. Both faced Red and Jedi, and
Nathan instantly began to shake, even apologizing before even being
accused. Corey was just confused, but again, knew this was an issue with
Nathan, not himself, and he just hoped to get out alive. He didn't even
recognize Red ... The boy previously known as Donnie.

The Indians both stood side by side with their arms crossed, looking to the
other side of the fire where the captives were tied, hands behind the back,
and ankles secured.

Red had a long knife in a sheath at his side. Taking it out, he handed it
to Jedi.

"Strip him."

Nathan began to plead, but it didn't matter. He couldn't scream loud enough
for anyone but crickets and frogs to hear him.

Jedi walked boldly around the fire to Nathan. Knowing what this monster had
done to his lover, he had to hold himself back from slitting his
throat. But he did as his heritage would have him do. Equal justice, no
more no less.

When he came face to face with the boy he loathed more than any other, he
got right in his face, looking eye to eye, only inches away. He kept his
glaze eye to eye, while he reached down and took hold of the bottom of
Nathan's white t-shirt. Never looking away, he took the knife and cut into
the shirt, running the blade straight up to the neckline. Making the other
necessary cuts, the shirt was soon in pieces and laying on the wood below.

He then unbuttoned and unzipped the boy's jeans, yanked them down, but left
the underwear on for the view. He had yanked the jeans off the boy, and
Nathan stood in only his white briefs, for a little while at least.

He tried to leave it there, but couldn't. He turned back and yanked down
the white briefs just low enough to expose his genitals, basically just
below his butt, and left him standing there completely open.

One of the Bears came up and took Corey away. Both he and Nathan were
confused. Corey was led, still bound, to the Indians campsite,
blindfolded. Once there, he was stripped, and, still blinded, placed inside
the teepee. Now his hands were tied above his head, and attached to a log
behind so he could not take off the blindfold.

He pulled up his knees and held them close together, trying as far as
anything to get some kind of privacy.

He did hear some screams every now and then, knowing they came from Nathan,
but they were far off in the distance, and he hoped his friend was going to
live through the night – he was actually that terrified.

Soon there was silence, and Red and Jedi entered their home, to find an
awesome 15-year-old boy naked and waiting to be appreciated. They both
looked at each other and almost laughed at loud, as they went to each side,
neither knowing whether they wanted to start on the top or the bottom.

Corey screamed with the invasion before his fear turned into cries of
ecstasy. The night was young, and the Indian boys were going to enjoy every
hour they could, while also making sure their prisoner had just as much
fun.

Nathan however, was bound tight, in a tent, but safely zipped up in a
sleeping bag, enjoying more comfort than most, but bound nonetheless. The
Bears slept in another of the tents, to make sure the prisoner could not go
free. Nathan was told if he had to pee, to call them, because he would be
whipped if he peed in his sleeping bag.

And the Bears took their time putting him into bed. They enjoyed looking at
and playing with his narrow cock with the mushroom head. The nice patch he
was growing, and the tiny nuts. Taken together, it was a strange package,
and they spent hours that night, jacking him, making him suck them, licking
his tiny nuts, cleaning and spending plenty of time going down on his
asshole. There were at least 10 or 12 short hairs on each side of the hole,
and they both spent plenty of time exploring everything Nathan had to
offer.

For them the night ended too early.

For Red and Jedidiah, it all was perfect. Tomorrow would bring the true
excitement and payback from Nathan that Red desired. Whether it would sate
him or not was another question altogether.