Date: Wed, 11 Jan 2017 02:54:49 +0000 (UTC) From: Tague Micheals Subject: The Ahn Boys 22 I left the parlor car and went in search of the boys which, given the gun shots, was a relatively easy task. They were out in the scrub a good 200 feet from where were parked on the siding. Pony Boy had set up some targets for the bows and Gregory had set up similar targets for the guns. The two groups were separated by easily 100 feet and were facing in opposite directions, all for safety purposes. I watched intently as Willie and Jamon both raised bows and fired toward their targets, Willie hitting his and Jamon barely missing his target. Pony Boy gave my 2 boys some pointers and they gave it another try, Jamon doing much better that time around. Jessie and Tobias were up next, accepting the bows from the other 2 boys. A rifle shot took my attention and as I wandered in that direction I saw Gregory helping Wind Rider shoulder the rifle. A moment later a shot rang out and I saw dirt splatter a good 10 feet from the target which was a large but battered piece of tin. I watched as Gregory helped correct the boys' posture and then fire again, this time hitting the piece of sheet metal with a ping. Satisfied that all was well I headed back toward our home on rails and saw Gus sitting in what little shade there was puffing on a pipe, Gideon sitting right next to our engineer and chattering away like a magpie while they played a game of cribbage. Gideon had picked up on it quite rapidly and seemed to love the game. I sat down and chatted with them, mostly with Gus of course about the next leg of our trip. Gus had suggested moving up through Oklahoma and Kansas into the Dakota's. The badlands and newly opened Mt Rushmore were definite stops on our trip. From there we hoped to get to Yellowstone Park and down to Salk Lake City via Jackson Hole Wyoming. From there we would head toward the city by the bay. About that time Darius and Jenkins came up the trail from the river, both naked and carrying clothing, towel and soap. I noticed that both men were starting to brown up a little bit thanks to the hot southern weather. Prior to the trip neither of them got very much outside time and so the first time that they had been seen naked were both a pasty white. I noticed further that Darius didn't have his genitals covered so must have reached some acceptance of his endowment, small though it was. Poor man wasn't any bigger than Tobias in that department, in fact was slightly smaller. Jenkins on the other hand was about as hung as Jesse but with hair. He did keep his boy parts trimmed down considerably, his balls smooth and his pubic nest narrow. "Lucian, Gus," Darius said with a head nod as he approached where we were sitting, both men plopping down next to me. "I'm thinking a basic potato salad and bread to go with the fish. I've got a couple cookies in the freezer and will make some more. You can use them for dessert or a snack after the first round. Darius knew well that troupe of males would go for hours, resting and changing partners as they went. "We're going to need supplies too," he added. "We'll be passing through Oklahoma City," Gus said, "Perhaps a layover would be in order Lucian." I agreed and said that I'd contact Gerard to seek lodging for us. Two days okay with everybody?" I got nods from all 3 men. We chatted a little longer and then my cook and butler got up and headed to their parlor car to dress, or whatever. I followed along behind them about 5 minutes later and found AJ reading some telex messages. "Things are moving along very well Lucian," he said with a grin. "We now have daily flights between Boston, New York City, DC and Philly and flights a few times a week between other major cities plus we have land in all 4 of the major cities. Gerard says that we'll be flying to Detroit, Chicago, Cincinnati and Cleveland before the month is out and we're already negotiating land in those cities." "On the leisure side we have a couple flights a week into Newport. The rich and infamous love it and we're looking hard at similar flights from the city out to the Hamptons. That's a grueling drive you know and the train isn't much better." AJ had used his and his family's considerable contacts to find and hire other pilots that were highly interested and motivated to fly planes for a living and among them a couple of pilots that he trusted implicitly. They were charged with running the business including hiring and training other pilots to do things the way we wanted them done. We home based out of Boston but had offices in the 4 major cities with more to come. We were flying Boeing 247's and DC 2's but would be adding DC 3's shortly. Gerard had made a bid on a struggling aviation fuel manufacturing plant but had backed out at the last minute instead electing to help finance it for massive discounts on fuel. Gerard had also hired a Chinaman to handle that segment of our rapidly growing empire. Like Gerard the man had a predilection mostly for little girls but also boys from time to time. We discovered that having people like us, at least in that regard, seemed to engender loyalty and honesty. How we found some of them were through Auntie Ahn's, ahem, houses. Being one of the best procurer's on the east coast for such things ensured a high quality of clientele and you would be surprised at the names of some of the upper crust that she provided services for. Indeed. And more than a few high bred women sought out her services as well. "On a sad note Lucian the pain has started for Gerard and while it is minor and manageable it is still present. He still doesn't know how long he has." AJ and I then discussed some of the implications of Gerard's eventual absence and while it would be sad and create some problems those would be minor. AJ had a very good working understanding of how Gerard's and thus, Auntie Ahn's business were doing and besides, our friend was stealing highly talented help from where ever he could get it. Q2 paid well and invested well. By the end of WWII quite a few millionaires would be made as a result of their association with us. We talked some more about mundane things, the probable stop in Oklahoma City for a few days and the need for decent lodgings while we were there. Gerard was working on lodging in Oklahoma, Rapid, and Salt Lake Cities as well as Yellowstone lodge, most of the research and itinerary for the trip having been decided and planned before we left. We then talked a little about Kwiana and his need to negotiate the white man's world if he wanted to achieve anything in life. Based on what little we'd seen so far the boy seemed to have the personality and drive that we like those close to us to have. At that point we didn't have any specific plans for him but were in agreement that giving him a leg up and then bringing him on board in the future could be an advantage for all of us. Speaking of the devil, looking out of the parlor car I saw Kwiana, Wind Rider and James riding up, each holding a string of fish, said fish looking to be a couple of pounds apiece. I noticed that Dalton still wore the Peacemaker on his left hip just as Kwiana had his bow on his back. I got up and walked through door and into the dining car and called out to Darius to come outside. As I stepped out of the car the boys were dismounting. "Nice catch boys," I said and got grins and head nods. "Gotta clean em," Kwiana said. I asked him if he was going to cook them or did he want Darius to do the honors. "We usually cook on an open fire," he said. "That's a lot of fish," Darius said when he saw what the boys had caught. Overhearing what Kwiana had said went on to explain that he had a rack or two that he might be able to put over a fire. "Thank you but no need. We keep one under the old depot building," he said. I left them to their own devices and went back to sit with AJ. "You know it might behoove us to hire people just to scout properties Lucian. It would serve us better I think to have eyes on. Maybe consider multiple state territories that each individual focuses on." I agreed with him and asked what he thought that might cost and he gave me a general idea. The fact was that with the economy so distressed property was cheap and easy to come by. We talked about location and decided to look into someone that might be able to research what cities were poised to grow the fastest once the world got back on its feet. "I still have contacts at Harvard," he said, "perhaps I'll run that by them and I'll ask my father for his thoughts." Chen came into the car and approached us and waited patiently for my attention. AJ and I both knew why he was there so finished up quickly and turned our attention to him. "Ni hao Ma?" he said softly. We answered in unison the simple Mandarin response, "Bu hao" that we were both fine. From there the boy asked a few simple conversation questions which we answered properly. Chen then began to hold up fingers, first with one hand aimed at me and AJ with the other hand, challenging us to say the correct number. He focused on each one of us individually with both hands. We spent the next 40 minutes reviewing what we knew and then new words and concepts for the day. We three were in agreement, 4 if you add Gerard, that learning some basic Mandarin was in our best interest. We wouldn't be able to actually follow any kind of complicated conversation but that wasn't the immediate goal. It wasn't long before the crew came tromping into the car, the Indian boys right along with them. Little Grouse was pointing out a variety of things since he'd been here a couple hours before. The boys wanted to go swimming. They'd been standing out in the 95 degree heat for a few hours and were hot a sweaty. I saw no problem with that and gave them the go ahead but to follow Kwiana's directions, the Comanche boy having finished cleaning the fish and presented them to Darius. "I think I'll join them," I told AJ. Indeed, it was warm in the rail cars. "Probably should take the KY Lucian," my hot young attorney friend said. I agreed wholeheartedly. I'd elected to purchase an inordinately large supply of the stuff from a medical supply house for the trip; 3 cases of 16 oz. tubes. I did get a raised eyebrow but that's it. As I was 4 steps out of the car when Gus stopped me. "It would probably be a good idea Lucian to erect the tent." That hadn't dawned on me but my engineer was spot on. Gus was referring to the shelter that Budd had suggested and built for us and was just sort of being genius in its construction. The framework was made of PVC, a relatively new method of piping. Using standard connectors, the pieces created a 15 x 20 foot square room that was 7 feet high. The roof pieces had a 10% pitch, enough to allow water to run off. The enclosure material was waxed cotton, that is, panels that had paraffin woven into the cotton to provide a very water-resistant material that was lightweight and easy to move. The side pieces were long enough to extend outward along the ground 18 inches from the base of the structure. 8 foot lengths of rebar were laid on top of fabric right at the base of the frame to create the first barrier to effectively prevent critters from getting inside and also helped cut down on draft. The second barrier was the floor. Of a heavier canvas, it was cut so that all sides had flaps that extended 6 inches up all 4 sides of the structure. A row of snaps had been sewn into the underside of the flaps and corresponded with rows of snaps that were sewn into the side panels at the same level. Obviously, it took 2 people to snap the pieces into place. Prior to leaving on the trip everybody was assigned a specific task in the assembly and dis-assembly of the structure. We ran through the process a dozen or more times so everybody became proficient at their task and put up or take down the structure in 10 minutes once all the pieces were laid out. I let out a piercing whistle which caused my boys to stop dead in their tracks. "Let's get the tent up boys." There was no disagreement there. The tent would provide some shade against the intensity of the sun. The train boys were part of that so Dalton took charge of the operation, not that he needed to. "Coverlets too Lucian," Willie asked and I nodded my head. Coverlets were large cotton sheets that we used to cover the carpet and furniture in the parlor car and thus prevent cum and lube from going everywhere and possible staining things. We did need, and used, a playroom where we could all romp, and romp we did. Darius came in and asked about a cooking fire so I sought out Kwiana. He said that he'd build and start the fires once they had determined where the tent was going to go. AJ, Gregory and I followed shortly after and upon finding the boys saw that the structure was almost completed. Willie asked if I wanted the front put on and I shook my head. The thing was designed piecemeal so that any side could be added or removed depending on what one wanted. For this activity it would be better to have unobstructed ingress and egress. "That's a very clever contraption Lucian," Kwiana said as the boys tied down each corner. I spoke to him briefly about an immediate concern and he agreed with my assessment so we gathered all the boys. "I know that you all want to get down to the business of sex but I'm going to ask you to not engage until after supper. Swim if you want to but no grab assing." Kwiana gave his boys the same directions in Comanche although they understood enough English to know what I was talking about. Kwiana then directed his crew to find wood for the fire and my boys volunteered to help. I did a cursory inspection of the tent, found it completely satisfactory. I wondered how we were going to manage dinner but, as usual, Darius had the problem solved. The boys started drifting back a few moments late, each with armloads of wood, even Gideon was carrying wood. The older boys found some veritable logs and hauled them back. Dalton left the group and came back a few minutes later with a double bladed axe that looked like it had never been used. The hunky teen made short work of the logs, taking them down to manageable lengths. Kwiana went about setting a fire then pulled a wooden match from the pouch at his waist and lit it up. He saw the slight smile on my face and said, "Yeah, I know, but flint and stone is so laborious and a hot coal in moss stuffed in a bovine's horn is a pain in the ass." "Can we swim now Lucian," Mathias asked and I gave them 4the go ahead. The boys all stripped pretty quickly, everybody watching each other and once naked they ran into the river. "Nice boys Lucian," Kwiana said, "not like most white boys I've been around. Can you tell me how you came to have them in your company?" I thought about that for 2 seconds then plunged into the story. I gave him the basics, leaving out the financial aspects of it. He already had me pegged for the wealthy benefactor. "Well they are very lucky boys to have you in their life." There wasn't a hint of resignation, sadness, a feeling of unfairness or anything negative in the statement. "You mentioned earlier about having to make it in the white world. Have you any thoughts about what you could or would like to do?" "Not really. I think I'm smart enough but getting into college would be tough because I don't have much formal education and no proof of what I do have. Then, as I said, no funding sources to pay for it." Again, I didn't catch any negativity in his statements, just reporting the facts. "I can work with you and get you into a good college Kwiana, it's not that difficult, neither is funding. I think that the biggest challenge is you figuring out what interests you. That being said, our corporation is expanding rapidly and as it does we're hiring people we need. Hiring people we know and trust is a priority. So, do you have access to postal services?" He nodded his head so I told him that I would provide him everything that he needed to stay in touch with me. I then asked him if he knew west Texas very well. Kwiana smiled. "I've been riding this country since I was 4 years old. I know it like the back of my hand. West Texas, eastern New Mexico, southern Oklahoma. Why?" "Curious; just curious." "Come join us Lucian," Tobias called out. I told Kwiana that we'd talk some more, got up and stripped naked, laying my clothes on a log, and strode into the river. I frolicked with boys, got my dick felt up a couple of times but mostly it was just fun and games. I saw Jenkins coming down, one carrying a large covered tray that I assumed was fish. I elected to get out of the water in the event that help was needed. Of course the boys didn't want me to go. "Do we have to get dressed to eat Lucian," Frankie asked, quickly backed up by Mathias. I didn't see any harm with it so said no. Kwiana had the fire reduced to coals and was beginning to lay fish on the rack that one of the boys had retrieved from under the depot building. I asked him how long it would take; his estimate was 15 minutes. I went back down to the river's edge and informed the boys that they had 5 minutes. I started up the trail only to see Gregory and Chen coming down along with Darius, Cain and Jenkins. Everybody was carrying something, not the least of which were the plates and cups made of paper. I wasn't overly fond those items but had to admit that for cleanup they made life easier. We brought plenty of both for occasions such as this among other things. I imagined that someday someone would invent disposable silverware as well although realistically they wouldn't be metal. As promised 15 minutes later Darius and Jenkins were putting food on doubled up paper plates and handing them out while Jenkins poured lemonade and Gregory hand out bread sticks still warm from the oven. Drizzled with butter and a hint of garlic they were soft and delicious. "Kinda looks like Willie's boner," Mathias pointed out and I had to admit there was some similarity between the two. Kwiana complimented Darius on the fish declaring it the best he'd ever eaten and his boys all agreed. Talk was light and our Comanche friends were curious about our lives, where we lived and about our journey. I let the boys talk about it and simply listened and I have to admit they were pretty much spot on with what they reported. Our friends were amazed that we had so many houses and couldn't even conceive of the size of them. The largest place of residence they'd seen were basically cabins. Imagining a home with 60 or more rooms was more than any of them could comprehend. As we finished the meal our friends shared their lives and experiences with us and with the exception of Jessie all of our boys could empathize with our new friends when it came to poverty and deprivation. Our train crew told their story. Gus and Max had ridden the rails together for 30 years. I suspected that at some point they were lovers, might well still be for all I knew. Dalton had been with them for 5 years, James for 2. Both boys had been enchanted with the nomadic life of a railroad man and through luck had found our adult crew. Of course during the depression there wasn't much else for them. Cain had been tossed out of his father's house because he was a "sissy boy" and as luck had it someone at Budd knew about it, knew Cain and thus the job on the train. Nobody was under illusions as to what his job would be, least of all Cain, and to his credit he took to his duties with enthusiasm. As we chatted Max left but came back 10 minutes later with a couple of lanterns. It wasn't more than 10 minutes later that Frankie announced that he was getting the itch. "We need to clean up first gentlemen," I reminded them. I asked where the scraps should go although we'd dumped them into a bucket. "Same place you poop, down river," he said. "Pony Boy, show them please." Everybody followed Pony Boy to a spot about 50 feet away where the river wasn't deep but was moving fast enough to carry any and all waste down river. Obviously you used the river to clean yourself. Darius, Jenkins and Gregory took the leftover salad and silverware back to the train and Chen went with them. All the paper products went into the fire that Kwiana was building back up again. As expected Cain was at my side. "Can I be with you Lucian?" My response was to drape an arm across his narrow shoulders and hug him to me. I saw Gideon and Wind Rider catch up to Gus while Frankie and Tobias had snagged Max. AJ and Kwiana paired off. Jamon and Nacoma found each other while Mathias had cornered Pony Boy and started right off by sucking the native boys' fat cock, encouraging it to inflate. Jesse and James gravitated to each other which I had to chuckle at-the names of course. Dalton and Edward hooked up. I thought I'd seen a little bit of flirting between the Rail man and my 13 year old. Willie and Little Grouse were the last pair and I knew that the young Indian boy was planning on being the one getting fucked. We were all still outside the tent, the sun was going down quickly. Gus grabbed one of his lanterns then kicked off his boots before going into the tent to hang the lantern in the center and turned it on. It was an electric brakeman's lantern that used 3 different colored bulbs and for us he used the red which cast enough light to see by but not be obtrusive. He set the kerosene lantern on a stump outside the tent. The lantern glass was also a deep red. Between the lamps and the fire we were well enough lit. Since the boys were already naked they helped get their dressed partners undressed. Cain and I were both dressed. "Can we lay down and just cuddle a little bit Lucian?" We certainly could and did, finding a corner at the back of the tent. At that point I only paid cursory attention to what was going on around me, devoting my attention to Cain, thus my reporting of the events will be more about us than others around us but I won't leave them out. "I like being held like this Lucian. I've never got much of it in my life." I kissed his neck causing him to shiver and moan softly. "Well that works out well because I like holding you." I lightly brushed his cheek causing him to smile slightly and close his eyes as if to savor the feelings. Cain made the first move to proceed to the next level by tilting his head up and move his face toward mine. His eyes were still closed so I assumed that he was thinking that I'd know what he was up to. I did, and pursed my lips just before they met his delicious lips. Once our lips touched Cain came alive. An arm went around my neck and he pressed his mouth against mine, the kiss more like stage two kissing than stage one. I ran my hand up and down his back then snuck it up under his shirt to feel his soft, warm skin causing the young, almost teen, boy to moan softly. "What a beautiful hard cock you have Gideon," I heard Gus whisper. "You too have Mr. Gus," Wind rider said, "such a nice spear." "Let me suck on your fat cock Dalton," Edward whispered. "Me suck you now," Pony Boy told Mathias. "Can we get undressed Lucian," Cain asked after breaking the kiss. By way of an answer I gently pushed him onto his back and began to slowly unbutton his shirt while giving him little kissed on the mouth, his nose, cheeks, fore head. As I kissed him I allowed my eyes to cast about the room. AJ and Kiwana were in a top bottom 69, the Indian boy on the bottom with AJ's butt cheeks spread open and the boy going after his hole like it was his last meal. I could see AJ take Kwiana's entire cock down his throat which caused the Comanche boy to moan loudly and lick harder. Once Cain's shirt was unbuttoned I went to work on his pants, which was pretty simple. As I worked the buttons it was easy to tell that the boy was hard as a rock. Once the flaps were open I slipped my hand inside and began feeling his hard young cock outside of his underwear. "Oh god Lucian," he groaned and kissed me even harder. I pulled my hand out and worked it under the waistband and grasped onto his bare flesh and gently squeezed up and down its length. I didn't fondle for long but began to move my hand from side to side working to get his trousers and underwear down, Cain helping by lifting his narrow boys' butt. Once down far enough I slide down, lifted his cock and put my mouth over it. Like any cock that I try for the first time I worked at savoring the feel and the taste of him. I bobbed my head, taking his young cock to the root and massaged his swollen head with my throat before backing off then doing it again. Cain moaned and thrust his hips in response to feelings that were ripping through his body. "Oh Mr. Gus," Gideon groaned and a quick glance showed Gus' finger up the little blackbird's butthole. Wind Rider was bent over Gideon and as soon as he spoke, Gideon went back to sucking the Indian boys' cock. "You better let me suck your cock Lucian or I'm gonna cum," Cain mumbled. I stopped and moved onto my back and began wiggling out of my clothing. Looking around I saw that AJ had Kwiana on his cock, suckling deeply. James and Jesse were side by side in a 69, both boys with an arm draped across the other boys' little butt and encouraging a little mouth fucking. Cain removed his clothing and went right for my cock and began sucking. I was impressed with how much of me the boy could get down his throat. I saw Mathias get under Pony Boy and begin sucking the thick Indian cock while Jamon had his face planted into Nacoma's ass, the Indian boy in his hands and knees. I reached down and rubbed on Cain's face, reveling in the softness of the 13 year old's skin. "I think you should fuck me Max," Tobias groaned, "I need your cock in my butt." Frankie found some KY and proceeded to smear up the required cock and butthole while the two active participants engaged in heavy kissing. "We ride the wild pony now," I heard Little Grouse tell Willie. I wasn't surprised that the players were electing to get right to fucking. They would take their time on the second round. I figured the Indian boys were excited about playing with white boys and our boys were in the same frame of mind. They were playing with a whole new group of boys plus they were Indian boys. It was the same when Jamon and Gideon joined us. No surprise there; they were boys after all. "Can you fuck me now Lucian?" Cain had let go of me and moved up to face me, kissed me hard then asked the question. When a boy says he's ready then in my opinion, he's ready. Gideon was ready as well for I heard him tell Gus that he was. "How do you want it Edward," Dalton asked my 13 year old. "On my back please," Edward answered. I saw James and Jesse getting into position with my boy taking the passive role as was Kwiana. Cain got the KY and began to slather my cock then did the same on his asshole. "I think I want to sit on you to start Lucian," the young blonde cutie said so I simply lay back to let him have his way with me. I saw the Gideon was on his side with his top leg bent so the knee was brought up. Gus was behind the little boy aiming his cock for Gideon's hole. Wind Rider was at the blackbird's head and I figured that he would offer Gideon his cock to suck on while he got fucked. Cain straddled my waist and reached behind him to take control of my cock which I'd help upright for the boy. He moved the tip back and forth across his puckered hole, teasing himself for a moment. "Oh wait Gus," Gideon cried out. "No don't stop AJ push it all the way in me," Kwiana groaned. Edward voiced the same thing, ordering Dalton to go ahead and fuck him. Jamon and Pony Boy were doing the honors for their partners as well, the 2 bottoms on their backs with their legs pulled back. I felt Cain stop then push his body against my upright cock. The 13 year old's hole didn't want to let me inside but Cain was insistent and persistent. He wiggled his little butt, wormed my cock head against his puckered muscle and finally got what he wanted and my cock head slipped past the ring of muscle. Of course the boy stopped dead in the water. "Put it all in me Gus," Gideon said softly and I glanced over so watch my engineer slowly insert 6½ inches of railroad spike into the little boy and as he did Gideon signaled for Wind Rider to feed him some Indian cock. The rhythmic sound of fucking began to dominate the tent. Willie had gotten there first and was mounted on Little Grouse, the little boy having pulled his legs pretty far back. Willie was crouched over the little Indian boy and pounding his tight little Comanche ass as hard as he could. I could hear Little Grouse moaning and talking to himself. Cain started to moved, allowing his body to slide down the fireman's pole that he was perched on. I saw his eyes widen at first for my cock does widen a bit just past the rim of the head. As he took more of me inside his tight little body his eyes closed and his head went backwards. It was clear to me that boy wasn't in pain, quite the opposite. When he did bring his head back forward and opened his baby blue eyes it was only barely. A low moan issued forth from his throat as he passed the half way mark to the bottom. God he was tight. I didn't think that he'd been fucked all that much. By that time Cain had leaned forward and placed his palms on my chest. He stopped for a moment then backed off an inch or so then moved downward and continuing past where he'd been. "Fuck you're filling my asshole Lucian," he whispered. "But it feels real good." "Oh Mr. Gus you are going to make me have my good cum feelings," Gideon moaned. I could hear the young boy grunt each time that Gus rammed his cock into him. "Harder AJ, fuck me as hard as you can," Kwiana called out. Little Grouse was carrying on in Comanche and while I didn't know what he was saying I would imagine it was the same thing everyone else was calling out about. I had put my hands on the boys' ass as much to have contact with him as anything else. "You feel real good to me too Cain. You're a tight boy." The adorable young blonde finally bottomed out and rested his pert little butt on me. At that point Cain began to fuck me. The adorably cute young thing started by using a normal up and down movement but after a bit he settled down onto me and began an undulating move. Swiveling his narrow hips he moved his little ass forward and back, grinding down onto my pelvis as he did. A little longer he combined the two moves and really began to work my cock. "Ooohh gosh ooohhh gosh," Gideon cried out. What that was about didn't require much guess work. "Yeah, like that Dalton," Edward said, "love me like that." I had no idea what "that" might be and actually didn't much care at that moment. "I'm gonna cum from fuckin you Lucian," Cain finally said. "Maybe you could put me on my back and fuck to a cum like that." I told him to hold on tight then maneuvered myself onto my knees with the boy still impaled on my cock. The sounds of bodies slapping together echoed through the tent. I had never been in a situation where this many people were sucking, fucking, and kissing. There were what, 22 people coupled and tripled up on there. As I leaned forward to lay Cain on his back another voice called out that he was cumming. Cain's legs were wrapped around my waist as I leaned my upper body forward enough to plant my palms on the ground alongside the teen's chest. From there I started to hammer his little butt. It was a pretty straight forward fucking. I manage a throw of about 5 inches so every time that I drove down into the boy m balls whacked his tender butt. Cain grunted or gasped each time I bottomed out deep inside of him. The boys' hands rested on my forearms and he simply lay there and rode with it. I actually fucked him across the tent floor about 5 inches before we were done. I heard Gus grunt and groan and figured he filled Gideon's butt with plenty of sperm. I heard Edward cry out and rightfully assumed that he was cumming with Dalton's grunting and groaning following before Edward was done. I heard Jesse call out that he was cumming as well. I hammered into Cain's tight ass and since he'd put his hand between his legs to practice his braille I assumed that he'd be cumming soon. I wasn't wrong. "I'm close Lucian, I'm really close, oh god really close Lucian. Make me cum Lucian make me cum." A second later he let out a scream which startled the hell out of everyone. I felt his hole constrict on my cock so I knew that he was cumming. About the 4th constriction I started flooding his bowels with sperm. I slammed into the boy, stayed pressed against him and ground my ass in circles then went back to fucking him. Like all orgasms mine died away sooner that I would have liked and I slowed down. Once again, around me, the sounds of post sperming were becoming dominant; heavy breathing, soft kisses, and gentle whispering. That was followed by people asking for clean up rags of which we had plenty, people saying they were going to come out and other's asking that their partner come out slowly while yet another voice asked they their partner stay in a little longer. "I like your cock in my butt Gus," Gideon had stated. "That was pretty Skookum Lucian," Cain finally whispered. I had lowered my upper body the rest gently against the boy whose hands ran up and down my back including my butt. "I wish we could stay like this," he went on. "I wish I could be your fuck boy but I know I can't." He was quiet for a moment then said, "This only my 4th time being fucked Lucian. Gus has been pretty good letting me find my why. I suck his cock a lot and he sucks mine but I've only let him fuck me once and before I came here I'd only let my boyfriend fuck me twice." I let the boy go on in that vein knowing that he just needed to talk. Around us people were getting up and heading out of the tent to take care of ablutions. Most of the bottom boys went into the water to clean themselves before the next round. I noticed Dalton and Edward snuggled up in a corner gently kissing and wondered if there was a romance brewing there. Gus had managed to get to his feet with the little black boy impaled on his cock and carried his fuck buddy outside, presumably to wash or maybe even let his bowels loose. When Cain and I finally went outside more than a few boys were coming back from the bathroom area downstream. "Well that was pretty exciting," Kwiana said, approaching me from the downstream spot. "I don't think I've had anything as big as AJ in my hole." I agreed with the boy having had AJ inside me in the past. Little grouse had moved on to Jesse whom I assume the boy was wanting to partner with and both Kwiana and I chuckled at the youngling's antics. "I wonder if Little Grouse with ever want to be with a girl," Kwiana said with amusement. "That boy loves having a cock shoved up his ass, as you well know." Indeed he did. We watched him drop to his knees in front of Jesse and start sucking the boys' cock and causing it to inflate fairly rapidly. I heard Frankie declare to Max that he wanted the man's cock in his ass and it seemed that Max was in agreement with that plan. I elected to walk up to the train and see if Darius had some snacks of some sort, knowing already that he most likely did. Kwiana elected to go with me as did Cain, who didn't seem to disposed to leave my side. Along the way we chatted a bit about Kwiana's future. I told him that I was always going to be in need of people to work with me that had some sense of business management but more importantly I would need people I could trust. I already had the sense that I could trust Kwiana. I was already formulating a rudimentary plan that I thought, or perhaps hoped, that would be of interest to the native boy. At the kitchen car I found Darius just pulling a tray of cookies from the oven to join the platter of them already on the counter. "I've got about 5 dozen of them Lucian, and 3 different types," he said rather proudly. "Add a jug of lemonade and you're got a snack for that herd of eating machines." We carried the booty back down to the tent where some of the others were already starting to play with different partners. Of course the food took precedence. Kwiana had built the fire back up so we sat around it munching, talking and sipping lemonade. More than 1 boy had his hand in another boys' lap working on his boner. Gideon had a cookie in his hand while he knelt between Pony Boy and sucked the Indian boys' thick hard cock. Frankie and Mathias were pretty much the same way although Matty was sitting on a log bench while Max stood in front of him, the railroad man's cock in my little guys' mouth. Little Grouse was already working on AJ who was squatted over the Indian boys' face and getting thoroughly rimmed. Nacoma had cornered Gus and was getting his cock sucked by my engineer while Wind Rider and Willie and James formed a trio of cock sucking boys. Others were just sitting and talking and now eating cookies. "It seems that my boys are as horny as yours are Lucian," Kwiana observed. I nodded my head. "I has been my experience that most boys are the same way when given the opportunity to engage thusly without judgement or expectations. "What happens when they get older Lucian, will they be turned loose on the streets?" It was a fair question so I chose to give the boy honest information starting with the fact that I have always helped boys who "grew up" while in my company although there weren't many, in fact none because Edgar took care of that end of things. Besides we rarely took a boy on in any permanent or even semi-permanent basis. "Jesse has inherited an estate valued at close to 100 million dollars. My other 5 boys are worth even more than that, again, due to an inheritance. No, these boys will not want for anything in their lives, all are destined and determined to go to college, some of them to return and manage our businesses. I say ours because we are partners along with AJ, who has his own wealth, that are building a vast empire. Willie is learning how to fly but he also intends to go to college to become a lawyer like AJ who has all but adopted willie. As I said though, even if they weren't wealthy I would still help them with their future to the degree that I could. "It is our financial and economic situation that allowed me to tell you earlier that we may be able to help you Kwiana. You have to figure out what you might like to do as a profession. Most certainly, you could work with us in a number of different capacities depending on what course of instruction you choose to follow." I watched as James left his trio and approached where Kwiana and I were talking. "Uumm do you think I could be with you Lucian," he asked tentatively, "unless you and him," he said nodding to Kwiana, "are together." I looked at Kwiana who was suppressing a smile. I was only about 18 inches from James' naked body, his pretty teen cock at its default state. He was a cute boy and while not hung in a spectacular fashion I'd seen the boy hard and he was respectable enough. I looked to Kwiana and raised my eyebrow ever so slightly and got an even slighter nod in response. "Well, what do you think about being both me and Kwiana," I asked him. The boy grinned. "That would be fine Lucian, just fine."