Date: Mon, 30 Jan 2017 01:34:57 +0000 (UTC) From: Tague Micheals Subject: The Ahn Boys 23 In the chapter I describe some feats of horsemanship by the Comanche. I assure you it is a true depiction. I highly recommend "Empire of the Summer Moon" although there is plenty of information on the internet. Most of the "Indian" horse riding behaviors depicted by Hollywood were actually the Comanche and not the other plains Indians. In fact, no tribe came close to being able to do what the Comanche did with horses nor did they engage in most of the horsemanship behaviors that were a daily part of a Comanche male's life almost from birth. Further, there are those that stated that same sex behavior was unknown in Indian Country which is about as wrong as it gets. "The Spirit and The Flesh" is an excellent body of work on the topic. Remember too that boys will be boys no matter what the culture. N-joi the story Hugs, Tag_m ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Forty eight hours later we were checking into the best hotel that Oklahoma City had to offer, which wasn't exactly Waldorf quality by any means but it would do. The Skirvin hotel was a large and somewhat new hotel and met our needs perfectly. I engaged a half dozen suites. Darius, Jenkins had one, Gregory and Chen had one, I had one, AJ and Willie got the 4th one and Gus & Max had the 5th. The boys pretty much got the spare rooms that each suite had to offer but of course hooked up with various adults during our 2 day stay. The boys had slept most of the day that it took to travel from our encampment to the city. And why not. They had been up most of the night for 2 days running. Willie and Jesse had both told me that their balls ached and they weren't hardly making any sperm when they cummed. By the time that it was over every boy had fucked every other boy there at least once. All of the adults were included in that assessment as well. Even Little grouse seemed to have had his fill, so to speak. To everyone's surprise Gregory and Chen showed up on the second night but that's a story all by itself. That first night Kwiana and I had double teamed James and managed to make the teen cum 3 times before we were finished with him. Both of us fucked him, Kwiana going first to get the boy loosened up before I fucked him. James sucked on my cock for a bit while Kwiana fucked him then did the same for the Comanche boy, keeping his mouth on the Indian boys' cock even while I was power fucking him. Gus and Max didn't lack for boy butt either. The 2 youngest Indian boys went onto their backs for our engineers and later Jessie Fucked Gus, much to the older man's delight, so he said. AJ fucked Pony Boy who returned the favor and fucked my attorney. There had been other triple combinations as well. What I found interesting was that Edward and Dalton teamed up a second time and seeing how they interacted was a little reminiscent of the first time that AJ and Willie coupled. Not so much the intensity of AJ and Jesse but certainly the infatuation. I expected that Edward would be seeking me out sometime soon for a discussion about his feelings for the hunky teenager. I called a halt to my own part in the activities during a lull after the second round as did Kwiana, stating he was going to leave before dawn to hunt. The boys asked if they could sleep in the tent and of course I gave them permission, reminding them to be careful with any blankets and pillows they brought down. "Would you like to sleep on the train Kwiana," I asked the boy. He nodded his head and said he'd like that. We bid the rest of the group goodnight, took a quick wash in the river and then headed to the sleeper car where we found Gregory, Chen, Darius and Jenkins chatting. Can I get you something Lucian," Darius asked as he stood up. "Ice water or lemonade if you have it. Cookies or something if you have any." "I have both. Kwiana?" "Yes please." "I assume the boys will be debauching most of the night," Jenkins observed. I nodded my head and told him that was my perception. "Ah to be young again," he said with a grin. "I assume that Gus and Max did not lack for companionship." "Nope, Gideon took to Gus like a duck to water and Frankie and one of the native boys took care of Max. It does seem as though there might be a romance building between Edward and Dalton. "More power to them," Jenkins said as Darius came back into the parlor. "More power to whom," Darius asked and Jenkins explained it to him. "Well good for both of them," my cook responded. We sat and nibbled and chatted about nothing of consequence. We discussed Kwiana's going out hunting early in the morning and Gregory expressed an interest in going. "I'm planning on riding," the Comanche boy said. Gregory let the boy know that he had riding experience. "Bareback," Kwiana asked and Gregory nodded his head. I shouldn't have been surprised at that. "I hunt with a bow, no guns. Gregory smiled and said that wasn't a problem. We chatted a little longer, Kwiana included in the conversation. I finally decided to call it a night around 10. Kwiana asked where he would be bunking so I told him I could put him anywhere but he'd be welcome to join me. He smiled and said he'd like that. Up in my room we quickly stripped although Kwiana was only wearing a breechclout so it was simple for the boy. "This is quite sumptuous Lucian." I agreed, thanked him and crawled into bed but didn't bother to cover up even with a sheet. Kwiana came right behind me and I encouraged him to snuggle in to me. I leaned forward and kissed the boy lightly on the lips. "I am hoping to spend some quality time with you before we leave," I told him. "And I you Lucian. As I've said my interaction with whites hasn't been all that positive. You and your entire entourage have completely changed my perception." I leaned in and kissed the boy again. He snuggled into the crook of my shoulder and yawned. "Damn but this feels nice," he said. I agreed with him. We talked softly a while longer before drifting off to sleep. I woke in the middle of the night and pulled the coverlet over both of us and snuggled back up to the boy. I enjoyed holding Kwiana. He was very muscled although firm not bulky and when I say firm I mean hard as a rock. I had occasion to rub his butt as he slept and found to be one of the firmest boy butts I'd ever had the pleasure of running my hand across. I felt him leave the bed in the morning and go to the bathroom. When he came back he leaned over to give me a kiss but I reached out and pulled him onto the bed with me and engaged him in a mouth open tongue battling kiss. "That will not put dinner on the table," he said after we broke it. "Now look what you've done." He nodded to his cock which was now standing fully hardened, the damp cock head peeking out from under its dusky foreskin. The boy ran between 6½ and 7 inches, a nice weapon to say the least. He swung up out of bed and pulled his breechclout on. I got up with him and donned a robe then we went downstairs where Gregory was waiting along with his bow and a quiver of arrows and Darius with coffee. "Damn that's a nice bow," Kwiana said. Indeed it was. It was a laminated bow completed in high gloss black with blood red designs in it. "Japanese," Gregory said. Again, I wasn't surprised. Kwiana took it when offered and tested the pull and handed it back. He asked to look at an arrow, did so and commented on their razor-sharp heads. "Let's go then," Kwiana said and the two were off. I elected to go back up to sleep for another hour or so. They came back two hours later with what looked like a yearling doe across Kwiana's horse. That night we had grilled venison steaks. I spend part of the day chatting with AJ about business which also included what kind of a future Kwiana might have with us. I suggested that perhaps we could use the boy to scout property for us in the Midwest until we could come up with another plan. He seemed bright enough so I imagined that it wouldn't take long to bring him up to speed. I also considered shipping him some text books to study in order to get him up to speed for college. "I wonder if he's like to learn to fly," AJ said. "We should find out if he's willing to move to Philly. That said I found Kwiana outside working on the deer, Pony boy and Wind Rider helping him. I asked him to join AJ and I when he had a moment and 5 minutes later we continued the conversation. We put forth to the boy the same questions we'd asked each other. One of the things that we hadn't considered was the kind of social rejection he would get just because he was an Indian. We could dress him up however we'd like and anywhere in Texas, Oklahoma, New Mexico or other neighboring states and he'd still be an Indian and wouldn't be taken seriously and in fact might get beaten up for trying to act like a white man. Now, it might be different for him back east or out west but in the Midwest, it would probably be a problem. We asked him about moving and living with us while we worked out his tutelage whatever that might encompass. We asked him about learning to drive a car or fly an aero-plane and we asked him about shipping him books to start studying. He was agreeable to everything. AJ asked him about eye hand coordination as it would be necessary if he was to learn to fly as well as to drive a car. "Better I can show you," he said. We followed the boy outside where he whistled and the rest of his troupe came running. He rattled off something in Comanche and Pony boy ran off while Wind rider retrieved Kwiana's bow and quiver. We all walked over to the other side of the abandon building that sat alongside where our train was parked. Kwiana pointed to a drawing on the side of the building and with closer inspection could see that it was an outline of a human standing legs apart and arms about 45 degrees from his body. A moment later Pony Boy rode up with two other horses in tow and Kwiana mounted his steed. For the first demonstration Kwiana rode 100 feet or so away from us then came toward us and the building at full gallop and as he got alongside he rapidly fired 3 arrows one after another, the second in the air before the first one hit and so on. When we looked we could see that all 3 went into the man's chest. While Kwiana kept going and turned around a hundred feet away, Nacoma quickly retrieved the arrows from the side of the building then ran and mounted his horse from behind, leaping onto the horse's back. The horse took off instantly and they were soon 100 feet away and moving. Kwiana came back toward us and about 50 feet away the boy disappeared over the far side of his horse and as he came alongside he fired 2 arrows from under the horse's neck, hitting his target in the chest. He came back up on his horses' back once he'd passed us and kept going for another 100 feet before turning around and heading back at full gallop. Little Grouse ran out and lay prone in Kwiana's path. As he got close, Kwiana leaned off of the side of the horse and snatched Little Grouse from the ground, picking the boy clear up and depositing him on the horses' rump. I had read somewhere about this talent that the Comanche had with horses that made them the most feared of all Indian tribes through the 1800's and by all accounts the best horsemen on the planet, bar none. On the return trip Kwiana swung Little Grouse off the horse, to run alongside side for a half dozen steps before being swung back up onto the horse's rump. On the next pass he swung the boy down and let go while at about a half gallop, Little Grouse having to fun briefly before being able to slow down, much like a runner does after a race. There was more. The 3 oldest boys came riding toward us side by side at full gallop but before they got to us Nacoma leapt from his horse onto Pony Boy's horse and then from there onto Kwiana's horse while Kwiana was firing arrows at the target. Of course they all hit at the chest level. Pony Boy came right behind him and sunk 4 arrows into the target then came back to us and dismounted then lay in the path. Kwiana came galloping up, leaned over and snatched the older boy off the ground without breaking speed much at all. Needless to say all of us were clapping wildly at the demonstration. It was soon over and all of the Comanche boys rode up and dismounted. "That was the most amazing demonstration I've ever seen," I said. Even Gregory was highly impressed. Kwiana explained that horsemanship like that had part of every Comanche boys' upbringing from the time he was old enough to walk. Boys typically had their own horse by age 4. Much of those skills had been lost over the past 60 years which was a crying shame. He and about 30 other men and boys continued to practice and to pass the knowledge on but fewer and fewer boys were willing to put the time and effort into it, which was a shame. "Well," AJ said, "so much for any concerns about eye hand coordination." Once the horses were put away Kwiana issued some orders and his boys took off. He asked if a couple of the boys could help him carry something, got volunteers and they all headed back over to the abandon depot and came back carrying a 55 gallon drum and one of them carrying what looked like a section of metal fencing material which turned out to be 2 pieces. The other boys trickled back in carrying more wood. A section of the drum, maybe ¼ of it, had been cut out from top to bottom so that it appeared as if it were a window on one side. I noticed that the ends appeared to be notched which would be explained momentarily. Laying on the ground the ends of the barrel extended about 3 inches above the cut lines. The barrel looked like it had been used as a target for a shotgun because it was riddled with holes, literally hundreds of them. The boys quickly build a square of rocks that were used as a frame to support the barrel which was then laid on top of the rocks then braced to keep it from rolling. Kwiana then built a fire in the barrel. "What I'm going to do is smoke some of the venison," Kwiana told me, "using mesquite chips. I'll lay that grating crossways in 2 tiers, hence the notches in the barrel, put the meat on it then drape the deer hide over it." Primitive, but rather ingenious I thought. While Kwiana and his boys attended to the cutting and smoking of the venison I corralled my boys and continued their education. That started with exercise, Gregory electing to do it in the morning before the day got blazingly hot. It involved basic stretching, calisthenics, martial arts practice and then a mile jog. After that it was a lesson on Texas history and geography. Wherever we were similar lessons were given. Following that Chen gave lessons in Mandarin and I in French. Willie skipped the French and studied law with AJ. Lunch was sandwiches and a sheet cake then more school. By mid-afternoon the venison had been butchered and much of it presented to Darius in the form of roasts and steaks to be frozen and used at our convenience. Quite a bit was cut into strips for drying and smoking and we would be gifted with a fair amount of both. Dinner went off without a hitch, the steaks were delicious. Afterwards, while we digested, Max serenaded us with his guitar which also included some sing along songs. The boys, along with Gus and Max had all been in the river prior to dinner so, like the night before, the boys stayed naked throughout the meal while the 2 men were in underwear. This time it was Little Grouse that initiated things after about 40 minutes. The boy had been sitting next to Jamon and had reached over and was gently playing with the black boys' genitals. It started as simply an idle thing, something to do with his hand in the moment. It wasn't until the dark skinned teen finally started to harden up that the horny Comanche lad got serious about his ministrations. None of it had gone unnoticed by me, Kwiana or AJ. Around the fire both Frankie and Mathias started fondling their neighbors which included Nacoma and James, the latter pair also becoming erect at the stimulation of their favorite body parts. Little Grouse was the first to started something by leaning over and taking Jamon's thick hard black cock into his mouth, Jamon leaning back on his hands and sighing with pleasure. Once that happened everybody started playing with someone else. "Can I speak with you Lucian," Gregory asked so we stepped out of the firelight. "Would it be alright if I joined everyone in the tent tonight?" Needless to say I tried not to be completely shocked. "But of course you can Gregory. You are always welcome to join any activity that this family engages in regardless of what that might be." "Well," he said, "Chen has been feeling a little left out and he certainly misses that type of interaction with his brothers and you and AJ but he is also devoted to me and doesn't want me to be alone. I have suggested to him that perhaps I could engage in some of those things with him and by that I mean mostly oral or even cuddling him while someone else, ahem, attends to his sexual needs. I think too, that for now, I would as soon stay in underwear and while I might have occasion to do some things with some of the other boys I would not have any of them touch me there." "Whatever your comfort level is my friend is fine with me and I think I can safely speak for the others by saying that it would fine with them too, in fact they might well appreciate your presence. You are a very important member of this family." As we talked I watched Nacoma coax Max to his feet then slip the man's boxers down and begin sucking his cock. Jesse did likewise with Gus. Gregory thanked me and as he and I re-joined the group I saw Jesse's face pressed against Gus's crotch, the man's hard cock resting against the boys' smooth face. I could see Jesse nuzzling against the engineer's pubic hair, his balls and the crease between his thigh and his "works". "Mr. Lucian," Pony boy said as he approached me, "might we ride the wild pony?" I managed to make eye contact with Kwiana who gave me a head nod. He was busy after all since Mathias was on his knees in front of the fully naked Comanche boy sucking his fully hardened cock. Frankie had moved behind the native teen, peeled Kwiana's butt cheeks open and was doing his best to lick his hole. I reached for the slender 14 year old and gently pulled him to me and put one hand on his shoulder and used my other to, tilt his chin while lowering my face to his. The boy knew what was coming and closed his eyes. But I didn't really kiss him but just barely touched our lips together. "I would love to ride the wild pony with you," I whispered and as I spoke of course our lips grazed each other. "You are a very handsome boy," I said, my lips continuing to brush his as I spoke. I moved the hand from his shoulder over to gently brush his face with the backs of my fingers. My other hand did the same up along his rib cage and onto his chest where I gently tweaked a nipple before rubbing his pec. The brown skinned boy shivered at my touch and inhaled sharply when I got his nipple. "I can see that you are a strong boy too," I said as I worked a little more pressure on his chest. "You are very much a boy, a beautiful boy. I wanted to be with you when I first saw you Pony Boy," I continued to whisper. I knew the effect that I was having on the young teenager. He was already beginning to breathe heavier, his eyes were still closed. We were almost pressed against each other and I could feel his cock pushing against his breechclout and thus my trousers and it was obvious the boy was fully erect. My free hand moved back down his rib cage and onto his bare hip then slipped under his breechclout to cup his balls. "Such nice heavy eggs you have Pony Boy; so full of warm boy juice." At this point he moaned softly and gulped. I moved and grasped onto his stone hard cock. "My what a stiff spear you have, such a big, strong, hard cock," I whispered, slowly, savoring each word. Indeed, he was a very healthy boy, equal to Jesse and perhaps even larger. "Would you like me to suck on your hard cock Pony Boy?" "Yes," he said in a hoarse whisper. "Tell me Pony Boy; tell me what you want." "I want you to suck me Mr. Lucian. Make the juice come from my eggs." His eyes were still closed, our heads hadn't moved so our lips continue brush against each other. "I want to kiss you Pony Boy. Would you like me to kiss you?" "Yes Mr. Lucian, very much I would." I pressed my mouth against his, not heavily, but enough to get a kiss started. Pony Boy went wild. The boys' arms shot around my next, his head tilted and he all but mashed his mouth against mine. His tongue shot into my mouth to do battle with mine, he moaned softly, and all the while he ground his hips, pressing his thick raging hard cock against me. My hand had already left his crotch and was on his bared hip so I moved it under the breechclout and fondled his ass, finding it as firm as Kwiana's butt had been. As I clutched him my fingers sunk into the edge of his gluteal cleavage although I didn't go for his Comanche boy pussy. We broke the kiss and Pony Boy melted into me, held me very tightly, an arm around my head and the other across my upper back. "Take me to a bed Mr. Lucian; make me your love boy." I hadn't expected such directness or eloquence from the boy. Around us I could hear the sounds of men and boys growing ever more passionate as the minutes ticked on. Many had gone into the tent which the boys were now calling the fuck tent. I gently disengaged from the boy, took his hand and led him into the tent. The most notable thing I saw was the triplet of Gregory, Chen and Jamon. Gregory was sitting and holding Chen who was backed into the man and half sitting half slouching, Gregory's arms around the boys' chest. As stated, the man was in his boxers while the boys were both stark naked. Jamon was on his hands and knees between the China boys' splayed out legs and sucking his cock as if sucking drink through a straw. Jamon was facing away from us so it offered a terrific view of his large black balls hanging in the air below his pink puckered boy hole. But not for long because Little Grouse went to him, knelt behind the black teen and began licking his hole with fervor. It made my cock get that much harder. Chen's head was tilted up and turned back so that he and Gregory could kiss, which they were doing. One of Chen's arm was raised up and back and gently rubbing the side of Gregory's head. The kiss appeared passionate on the parts of both parties so I wondered if Gregory was beginning to actually feel something sexual or just going through the motions. I made a note to ask him, knowing that he wouldn't mind and would be forthcoming with me if I did ask. I led Pony boy to a space to one side where I started to take my trousers off. "I do this," he said softly, and gently pushed my hands away and began to undo my pants then knelt to slowly lower them, exposing my half hard cock. I swear that even in the dim light I could see his dark eyes gleaming. I tugged my shirt off as he worked my clothing down and then off before taking hold of my cock. He took me in both hands as if revering the long hard pole then brought his face to it. I thought he was going to suckle but he surprised me by gently rubbing my cock up and down his smooth cheek then turning his head to put his pursed lips against it then moving his head from side to side. It was erotic as hell to watch. His free hand snuck down and pulled his own raging hard cock from under his breech clout and slowly stroked it, sliding his dusky foreskin back and forth over the head. Pony Boy finally took my cock into his mouth and began sucking. The boy surprised me by taking half of me into his mouth and throat before backing away. On about the 4th pass he started moaning softly to himself, took his hand from his own boner and began cupping and tugging on my balls. I glance around and saw that AJ had somehow commandeered Wind Rider and had the boy on his back, the boys' legs literally hooked around his own neck and was eating the boys' asshole as if it were his last meal. The expression on the Indian boys' face was a classic fog of hotness expression. I saw that Max was mounting his boy and I was pretty sure that it was Nacoma but couldn't be sure. Still I saw my engineers' hairy ass and hairy balls a well as his cock head as it prodded the puckered little hole of whatever boy he was going to fuck. I watched as the head got through the ring of muscle and went into the boys' body causing a grunt. Max then dropped his cock guiding arm under the boy's leg and place both hands flat on the surface of the tent which gave me a complete view as his cock sunk up to his hairy balls in his boys' asshole. Jesse and Gus were in a top bottom 69 with Jesse on the bottom. Gus was pushed backwards so that the boy had his face buried in Gus's ass which caused me to reflect on the fact that there was a lot of rimming going on right at that moment. Strange how things work out that way sometimes. Pony Boy stood and undid his breech clout, let it drop, and stood naked before me, his fat hard cock sticking out from his narrow young body like a limb on a tree. He melted into my arms for more deep throated kissing and grinding of cocks together. "You want fuck me Mr. Lucian," he asked coyly then kissed me again. "I would love to fuck you sweet boy," I said huskily. "I would love suck more of your cock," he said. "That is good for me too. You suck my cock very good." "I Pony Boy," he said proudly tapping his chest, "I take practice on pony; suck pony cock." "Truly," I asked him and he nodded his head. "That is why name, Pony Boy." "I thought it was because your cock is like a pony." The boy looked down at his large boner then back at me. "That true too," he said with a big grin. He took my hand and went to the floor of the tent and I followed him, glancing around at the activities. Wind Rider had straddled AJ who was lying on his back, big fat cock held upright for the boy. Mathias was standing next them cheering the Indian boy on. I didn't see the actual penetration because Pony Boy was in my arms and we began making out like a couple of kids. Ha, well one of us really was a kid. Pony Boy reached down to take hold of my cock while we kissed heavily, tongues battling, lungs breathing deeply. He broke the kiss and gently pushed me onto my back then slid down my body, rolled onto his knees and straddled one thigh. Pony Boy leaned over and began to swallow my cock, this time taking almost the entire thing down his throat. James had just come to us and saw it. "How the fuck does he do that," my long haired 14 year old asked rhetorically." "Practice," I responded. "Jesus, he'd have to be practicing on a goddamned horse." "You have no idea," I said. We both watched as Pony Boy made repeated trips down my cock until my pubic hair would graze the tip of his nose before coming back up. Most of the time though he spent on the top end of my cock where his tongue could actually explore the swollen head and sample the nectar seeping from it. It also allowed for his lips to massage the rim of my cock head which was very sensitive indeed. I could hear the soft "mmmmm's that the boy was making as he sucked my cock better than any kid that has ever sucked it. And there have been quite a few. Next to us Wind Rider was busy working his magic on AJ's cock. The young teen native boy's little ass was moving in every direction on the compass. It was the to and fro grinding against AJ that was causing both parties to moan loudly. Beyond AJ and his young partner Max was pounding young Nacoma's ass. The Indian boy had wrapped his legs around the man's waist and was holding on like a marsupial baby. In the dim light it was easy to the stiff flesh moving in and out of Nacoma's tight little ass, Max's balls mash up against the boys' brown butt then hang in the air when Max pulled out. I watched as Jamon got into position, the boy holding his stone hard black python down and aimed at the entryway. It was fairly interesting because Gregory had moved onto his knees and was resting back on his haunches with Chen resting on the man's thighs, his back against Gregory's highly muscled chest. Gregory had gotten ahold of Chen's legs and was keeping them held them back by holding on to Chen's ankles. Since the move put Chen's knees almost next to his little ears it opened the boy up about as far as a boy could be opened. His puckered little asshole, shiny from KY, was fully exposed and because he was so open there wasn't even a hint of butt crack. His hairless balls were mostly a pile of skin and eggs that sat on top and weren't hanging like they normally would. I got to see Jamon's cock poised at the hole then push through the tight wrinkled muscle causing Chen to gasp loudly. Because he was a large enough man, and the position that Chen was in, Gregory was looking down and had a bird's eye view of the entire thing. "Oh papa," Chen whispered, "that black boy has his big cock in my butthole papa, he's going to fuck me." I had no idea that Gregory was willing to role play. "I know son; I know he's going to fuck you. It's what you wanted and now it's too late to turn back. You must let the boy fuck your pussy." Needless to say I was just as stunned then as I had been when Gregory made the request to join us. I looked on as Jamon slowly buried his thick young cock in Chen's hole. "Oh god papa, he's putting it in me. That boy is splitting my butthole open Papa; he's so big, his black cock is so big papa." I knew well that the China boy could handle it. Hell both AJ and I had fucked him multiple times. If there was any boy there, aside from Little Grouse, that loved having a cock in his ass more than Chen I would have been surprised. Don't get me wrong, they all loved it but Chen practically craved it, or so it seemed to me. Pony Boy stopped then flopped forward, his arms breaking his fall, and let his body relax slightly against me. "You fuck me now Mr. Lucian. My hole needs your cock in it," the boy whispered, kissing me gently about every 3 or 4 words. I communicated that was fine with me. "You be my stallion Mr. Lucian, you fuck me like a stallion. I be your mare. Fuck me like a pony. The boy moved from above me then assumed the position on his hands and knees although he was technically resting on his forearms which put his ass in the air. Pony boys' balls hung like so much fruit between his dusky thighs and his puckered Comanche pussy was at a perfect height for me to fuck it. I slathered my cock then took a moment to lick Pony Boy's tight little hole, much to his delight. Of course I didn't keep my tongue just to his asshole but explored his perineum and the soft sensitive underside of his low hanging Comanche balls. He finally told me to stop and to get my horse cock into his hole so I slathered his hole with KY and got into position. I teased his hole briefly, poking at it with my exposed cock head, sliding the head up and down along his perineum, poking between his thigh and his hanging balls before stopping at his puckered muscle and gently pushing. Of course there was resistance but I noticed that Pony Boy was gently pushing backwards in order to help me get inside his body. Of course his body finally gave way and allowed me to pass through its protective ring of muscle. Once my cock head was lodged in his body I stopped but the boy told me different. "Put it in my butt Mr. Lucian," he said in a deepened voice. "Put it all the way in me." He even reached back with one hand and pulled a brown skinned butt cheek open for me. I slowly inserted my cock, watched his muscle spread open to accommodate my girth. I didn't to fuck a boy from this position all that often so it was refreshing on some level. I slowly inserted every thick inch that I had to offer into the boy causing Pony Boy to groan. And then I got yet another surprise. Pony Boy whinnied just like a horse, shaking his head at the same time so that his hair swung like a horse's mane. He whinnied again and I have to say that the imitation was amazing. Kwiana was beside us in a flash. "Good Pony," he said in a soft voice as he caressed the far side of Pony Boys' head, rubbing the boys' ear. "Good Pony, good mare to take your stallion's cock," he cooed. Pony Boy rubbed his head against Kwiana's hand just like a horse might and then he snuffled like a horse and pushed his ass back against me as if to force more cock up inside his hole. Kwiana turned his head to me and nodded for me to fuck the mare boy. I held onto Pony Boy's harrow hips and began the process, pulling out about half way then sliding back inside of him. Alongside us Kwiana continued to "pet" my mare boy. Kwiana moved closer to me and indicated that he wanted to whisper something to me so I leaned forward. "Fuck him like a horse fucks. Pull out slow then slam your cock into him, pull out slower then slam back into him." I nodded my head and did as Kwiana instructed. I never seen a horse fuck before so it was all new to me. I pulled out until the rim of my cock head was showing then slammed back into the boy then did it again, and again. Pony Boy whinnied again, shaking his head and causing his hair to fly. "Oh Mr. Lucian do it harder, please do it harder," the boy groaned. I didn't know how I could do it harder than I was but I gave it the good old Harvard try. As I slammed into the boy I pulled on his hips making him crash into me. I don't know if that made the difference but he whinnied again and tried wiggling his tight little ass as I fucked him. Kwiana reach underneath the boy and I assume started to jack him off. "Oh papa, make me cum," Chen cried out all of a sudden. I glanced over and saw that Jamon was fucking the Chinese boy with a vengeance. Gregory had reached down and was stroking Chen's cock and whispering in the boys' ear. All of a sudden Pony Boy growled and I felt his asshole grip my cock. He then began a litany but I have no idea what he was saying because it was in Comanche. That was all it took to push me over the edge. I slammed into the boy harder. I pressed into him stayed there and moved my ass around like peppercorn grinder then went back to slamming my cock into him. I swear that the boy whinnied again. Wind Rider cried out as did Jesse who had been pounding Gus's ass. James had somehow found Tobias and Willy and they were engaged in a 3 way with Willy's willy buried in James while Tobias sucked on the rail boys' boner. I finally stopped movement inside of Pony Boys' asshole. The boy himself finally quieted down, except for the breathing and stayed in place with his head hanging. Kwiana patted his head a little bit and whispered to him and I thought I heard the word mare and stallion but couldn't be sure. Kwiana Finally nodded to me to pull out which I did albeit slowly. When I did, Pony Boy rolled over onto his butt and sat facing me, a smile on his brown skinned face and my sperm leaking out of his ass. "You take Pony Boy with you Mr. Lucian," he said. "You fuck Pony Boy every day.