Date: Fri, 19 Mar 2010 17:12:55 -0700 From: Gary Pinto Subject: Part2: "The Wild Times of Timothy Church" THE WILD TIMES OF TIMOTHY CHURCH By Max the Cat (b/b-M/bb-M/b) Comments and Suggestions to gmony6@gmail.com Part 2: Learning a new way of life: Martha Church began to worry. Timothy had gone with Jace Kimball two days ago to search for a new source of water, they should have been back by now. Martha began to harp on her husband to talk to Wave Russell, she wanted Timothy back. Finally Jeddah Church took the horse from William and rode up to the front and cornered Wave. "We are beginning to worry about Timothy?" Wave nodded "I am worried about he and Jace, they should have been back by now." Wave decided that he and four men should go and look for the two missing people. He took William, March Parker one of the better shots in the train and Bayless Perkins who was the other scout, he had been a scout for the fifth Calvary when they were involved in the Mexican War in '46. They also took two of Wave's bloodhounds. They rode out and within two hours they saw a circle of birds flying northwest of them. Wave swallowed hard and they rode to the circle of buzzards. It took an hour and saw a body full of arrows. They found a dead Jace Kimball with five arrows in his chest, they were Blackfoot arrows, and that scared them. Jace's horse was gone, the saddle lay in a pile and all of Timothy's clothing lay in a pile, there was blood on the sleeve of his shirt. This meant that they took a bloody Timothy, was he alive or dead and if he was dead why did he take him? They quickly buried Jace and headed back to the wagon train post haste. Wave was mulling in his mind just how would he tell Martha and Jeddah Church about the missing Timothy, he was in a quandary. As the four rode up Martha and Jeddah stood there, she was already crying, since Timothy and Jace were not in tow. Wave Russell looked very grim "we found Jace full of arrows and the boy was missing. Martha fainted. The group of Pawnee's with Timothy in the back of the boys pony rode into the mountains. They rode all night until they came into their camp. The whole group in the tribe approached. Their chief Tall Walking Man started talking to the group leader. he told him what happened and pointed to the beaten boy, who was naked. The Indian boy Running Bear, who was on his first outing, hopped off and caught Timothy who fell off and into his arms. Two other braves helped him with Timothy. He was taken into Running Bear's tepee, the boy was known as a "wahne" and boy interested in men and what had went on between Jace and Timothy made the chief decide that until further findings Timothy was also a "wahne" and he and Running Bear should be together from the other braves. Boys like Running Bear were not ostracized for the way they were, in fact they were thought of as favored by the "Great Earth Mother!" The way the whites treated boys of that type, Indian just didn't understand, but then they didn't understand the white man and his ways anyway, the white man wanted to own everything ,even the things the Great Spirit had given to all, the land, the water, the Buffalo and even the trees. Running Bear began with cleaning Timothy's wounds. He felt Timothy's rib cage and found at least two broken ribs. Running Bear quickly found Old Lame Elk, the tribe's medicine man and asked what he should do. "Bind his ribs in peeled tree bark from a Birch to keep him from turning, they need time to rest, he must not move much, rub the wounds in bear grease laced with pine tar, they will heal quickly. Running Bear did as told. Timothy was given a potion which made him sleep. Running Bear fed the boy and watched him like a hawk. He had caught a Prairie Chicken, cleaned and boiled it, he made a broth and fed him the boiled meat. He also dressed Timothy in some of his attire, a loin cloth; leggings and moccasins, he covered Timothy in a bear skin for warmth. He just could not understand why the crazy white man would beat Timothy while having sex with him. He would have sex with some brave and it was always soft and tender, and Indian's never hit their young, that was unknown. Running Bear did bathe Timothy and each time he inspected the boys genitals, they were just like his, He also like to play with them. he would jack Timothy and the boy would harden quickly. That was as far as he went, he didn't want to scare Timothy. He did like to look at the boys white skin When he made Timothy hard he wanted to suck him, but that would come in time. It was more than a week before Timothy could really move. each day the braves that had help rescue him from what they referred to Jace Kimball as "that crazy white rapist." They would ask Running Bear how the white boy was, and he would say better. They would each look in and smile at Running Bear and tell him how good he was, then go about their own things like making arrows, lances, or go hunting, they would always leave something for Running Bear and Timothy. The Indians believed that Timothy was here to replace a member of the tribe who had left to meet the Great Spirit and was being cared for by the Earth Mother. They felt safe, they figured the people who had brought Timothy were looking for the Blackfeet warriors, they had used a quiver of their arrows in killing Jace, and thought it was funny. This day Running Bear brought in a large pot of hot water. He began by washing Timothy's face, arms upper body, then rebound his ribs. He washed the white boys feet, legs and thighs He watched the boys penis stir. he washed the two round balls, his ass and then he washed the cock. He hardened in his hand and he looked up at Timothy's face, his lips were tight and he rolled the penis head with his thumb, Timothy groaned and said something he didn't understand. The penis was peeking out from the foreskin and Little bear couldn't help himself, he ran his tongue around and around the corona. Timothy pushed up and Running Bear opened his mouth and engulfed Timothy's hard throbbing cock. His mouth moved up and down the hard cock and Timothy ran his hand over the hairless head. Little Bear's head was shaved with the exception of a spiked strip from his forehead up and over then down to the nape of his neck, in the Pawnee fashion. He sucked and licked Timothy's very hard penis. Timothy's blue eyes looked down at the caregiver making oral love to him. He was loving the feeling and the feel of Running Bear's tongue as it rolled and rolled over and under the length of his cock. This was so good and it felt so right. he just lay there and let the Indian boy do what he liked until Timothy got the feeling of cum beginning to make its way from his insides to the tip of his throbbing boi-cock, he began to moan. "Suck me, please suck me, please don't stop, please don't." Little Bear really didn't understand what he was saying, but it sounded like he was enjoying the sucking and wasn't trying to stop him, he went at it harder and faster, he slipped a finger inside of Timothy, the boy tightened around the probe. Timothy pushed forward and his cock opened up and shot his sperm into Running Bear's mouth, and Running Bear kept sucking and swallowing, Timothy wanted it to last forever, it was so good. He finally laid back, a big smile on his lips and Running Bear smiled and nodded back, then lay down beside Timothy, an arm slung over Timothy's midsection, they slept. Timothy was woken up as an almost naked Running Bear was standing outside with his two arms in the air mumbling something he didn't understand, he was also outside last night. Timothy was getting better and not sleeping all the time. Running Bear came back in and Timothy pointed to the outside, to Running Bear. The Indian boy "Shakuru" and made the praying sign by placing his two hands together, he had had contact with some Catholic Fathers who had tried to convert the tribe, they ran them off. Timothy figured it out, he thought it was the boys religion, he pointed to himself and said "Christian!" Running Bear nodded and smiled. He left the hut and brought back the medicine man Old Lame Elk. He looked over Timothy and felt placed he had found hurt before. He smiled and nodded to Running Bear. He said something very fast to Running Bear, the boy smiled broadly and nodded up and down. Old Lame Elk ran his hand through Timothy's mop of hard and left. Running Bear brought back boiled Prairie Chicken eggs. There were four and Timothy offered Running Bear who pushed it back and pointed at Timothy. Timothy persisted and finally Running Bear took one and they shared the breakfast. They rested then Running Bear helped Timothy up and they went outside, Old Lame Elk had told Running Bear that Timothy needed fresh air and some exercise. They walked up and down in front of the hut. Timothy motioned to go back in, but Running Bear nodded "no" and brought out an old tree stump for Timothy to sit on. Many of the tribe came around to get a look at the white boy, the younger girls giggled. The sun was warm and Timothy dozed. Timothy was woken by muffled noises coming from within the hut, he peeked in and Running Bear and another big Indian were naked and Running Bear was sucking the bigger Indian's big cock. Timothy was aroused and watched the two having fun. Running Bear spied Timothy, there was a twinkle in the young Indian's brown eye. He took in most of the big brown cock, his saliva glossing his chin and the front of his dark skinned chest. Timothy couldn't help himself, he reached under the loin cloth, he was naked there and grasped his own cock tightly. he was hot and horny, he was getting better. The big Indian turned Running Bear around and placed himself behind the young boy, his cock in his hand he dropped a big glob of saliva onto the head of his cock. Running Bear turned his head and smile at Timothy then the big horny Indian and pushed back on the brown spike, the Indian pushed forward and popped his cock head into the tight anus, then pushed in again until his sparse pubic hair hit Running Bear's ass, he started fucking the boy with hard and long strokes that went deep into the boys recesses. His hips pounded as he fucked the young boy. Running Bear moaned and said things Timothy didn't understand, but the show was one of the hottest things he had ever seen. Timothy held onto his penis and jerked it up and down, the he looked around and found to his relief he was alone, so he continued to jerk himself off. Running Bear kept pushing to meet the hot, hard strokes as he was fucked unmercifully, but he loved it. His shaved head with the fan of greased black hair bobbed up and down, he was also hard with the cock hitting places inside of him "Aye-e-e-e-e" came from inside the big Indian, he was cuming hard and deep inside of Running Bear. Timothy jumped very startled with the yelp. Running Bear's head was on the bearskin on the ground below them, Timothy still held his cock, but had stopped wanking, his heart was beating faster. Again the brave yelled "aye-e-e-e-e" and fell forward atop of Running Bear. Timothy looked down and saw creamy white streams of sperm flowing down the Indian boys inner thighs and down the slim legs. The big Indian pulled out and a flood of white cum followed, he grabbed his loin cloth and slipped it on and quickly left without saying a word. Running bear slowly fell onto his side, still hard. Timothy hobbled over and went to his knees, bent his head down and sucked in the rampant tingling cock. Running Bear stretched out, widened his legs and let Timothy have his loins. Timothy sucked and licked. Holding at the root of Running Bear's cock he pulled the stalk up and sucked on each sac encased ball. Timothy could hear the young Indian moan and breathe harder, the cock again disappeared back into Timothy's warm mouth, it felt to good to receive instead of give all the time. He could feel his sperm bubbling inside and he grabbed Timothy's head and held it tight, he came hard and in copious amounts. Timothy swallowed and licked the spewing Indian boys penis, he drained Running Bear. The Indian boy laid there his dark brown (almost black) eyes glazed over in ecstasy. He started to babble in words Timothy couldn't understand, yet he knew he had made the Indian boy very happy. Timothy saw another bubble of sperm stop of the brown cock and licked it clean, Running Bear shivered. As the wagon train moved on, Martha sat in back and pined for her dead youngest son. She couldn't say a thing to her husband, if they had stayed in Virginia Timothy would still be with them. Rebecca had taken over and was doing most of the cooking and gathering of wood. She talked to her mother and read passages from the family bible that might cheer up her mother. A troop of the 12th Calvary approached the wagon train. The Captain in-charge had been a Second Lieutenant under Wave Russell back in the 5th. He still saluted Wave and then they grabbed arms "Miles how good to see you well, a Captain now, I still see you as a shave tail Louie." They laughed and talked. Martha ran up and told of her son. Miles O'Hare shook his head. "Jace Kimball killed by the Blackfeet, that is hard to believe, if anyone I thought it would have been the Shoshone who killed him, you know there was that thing with the young Indian boy he beat to death, or so the story goes." He paused "I'm sorry mam I went off on a wrong track, you said your son was with Jace, but the body wasn't there, that's strange, usually the Blackfeet kill everyone, the only ones I know of who take prisoners are the Comanche, but that is usually young women." Miles looked at Wave and back again at Martha "we will keep a look out and ask as we patrol, who knows he just might be alive, but I really doubt it." Martha's head dropped on her breast and slowly walked back to the wagon. Jeddah stayed and thanked Miles O'Hare for his kindness. "Please Captain my wife is so sad, Timothy was the youngest, and.............." he trailed off and went back to catch up with Martha. The Captain asked if they were going to take the cut off before Big Hill?" Wave said he was "don't want to climb that big hill Miles, could kill some of the oxen and a few people. Miles and Wave clasped hands. "Lieutenant Carter mount them up, were have to be on our way. "Miles O'Hare leaned over from his mount "Wave tell that woman we'll try and find out what happened to her boy, now Wave you be safe now, hear." Wave waved and the Calvary troop slowly moved southwest, he went back to getting the wagon train to Standing Rock Divide....................... Part 3: Turning wild! Thanks to Cutterman! To Malajuvian for the idea, Jellofunk and Heredia! Look for: Part 4 of "Trent Wheeler' and Part 3 of "Joshua reading"