Date: Tue, 9 Mar 2010 19:16:43 -0800 (PST) From: Randy Howard Subject: Wagon Train / Incest / Chapter Ten Wagon Train By Randy Howard Chapter Ten Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age, or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story is intended for people mature enough to appreciate it, but legally that means people over the legal age of eighteen. It is fiction, and contains consensual sex between male siblings and other family and non- family members. Previously in chapter nine: When Lone Wolf finally felt as though his legs would fully support him he gave Running Deer one last kiss before pulling back, his hands moving slowly over Running Deer's body in a soft caress. He couldn't remember when the last time was that they had such an overwhelming orgasm. "I love you Running Deer, and I am very proud to have you for my mate," he told the young brave. "I love you also my great chief, for you are my world to me," he told him and they kissed as the water cascaded over their bodies. They stood there embracing... kissing...two lovers that had found love's gift of time eternal. Bang! A shot rang out and Running Deer eyes widen before he went limp in Lone Wolf's arms... Now chapter ten: Lone Wolf froze and his heart pounded as his lover's body went limp in his arms. He looked up at the man that had fired the shot, it was a soldier and he was aiming again. Lone Wolf knew that he didn't have time to escape, for the man's rifle was trained on him. He looked up to heaven and prayed to his God, asking that he would spare his life and save Running Deer. He was prepared for the inevitable when out of the woods, Hunter bounded and attacked the man, wolf and man wrestled and within minutes, the soldier lay motionless on the ground. "Hunter," he shouted and then thanked the Great Father in Heaven Lone Wolf prayed as he worked his way towards the shore with Running Deer's body. He laid his body on the damp ground; the wound was bleeding profusely as he pressed his breechcloth to it. "It's my time Lone Wolf," Running Deer said, barely audible to Lone Wolf. "I can hear the chanting of my ancestors," he told him as he labored to breathe in Lone Wolf's arms. "Save you strength lover, I will cut out the blue coats bullet," he told him as his tears ran down his cheeks. "No my lover...it's too late for me. I love you Lone Wolf and thank you for making me the happiest warrior among the Comanche people," he said and his chest heaved as he struggled for a breath. "Kiss me Lone Wolf," he asked and Lone Wolf pressed his mouth to Running Deer and the brave passed out. Lone Wolf held him close and cried, rocking him in his arms as he chanted the Comanche prayers for the sick. Hunter came walking over to him, and he gave a lick to Running Deer's face. He built a fire to keep Running Deer warm, after cutting out the bullet and for two days he kept watch over his lover. It was on the morning of the third day, when Lone Wolf was beginning to lose hope because of a fever, that a man suddenly appeared from nowhere. "Let me see the boy," a voice said from behind Lone Wolf, he turned to see a mountain man standing there. "I don't think that even you can save him mister, he has a fever," he said as he cried, looking up at the man. The man knelt beside Running Deer and felt his forehead. He instructed Lone Wolf to find the needed roots and plants that he would need to make a salve that would help heal the injury. Lone Wolf paused, not knowing if he trusted the man with his most valuable of possessions, his lover. "Go boy, or do you want him to die," the man scolded and Lone Wolf took off running to search out the plants. After twenty minutes of looking, he returned with the plants in hand. The man had a roaring fire burning and Running Deer was nowhere in sight. Instead, he was lying on buffalo skins inside this strange structure that the man had built. Lone Wolf handed the plants to the man who in return, handed Lone Wolf back several leaves. "Here...chew these for me and get them nice and slimy," he said handing back several leaves to Lone Wolf who immediately put the leaves into his mouth and chewed. Once he had the leaves pliable and wet, he spit them out and gave them to the man. He placed them on Running Deer's wound and then began to finish the lodge around the boy. "Go gather me some more leafy branches so that we can finish this lodge," he told Lone Wolf. "What exactly is this thing that you are building mister, and just who are you?" "This is what Pawnees call a sweat lodge and such is the vapor bath of the Mandans, and as I have observed, it is resorted to both as an everyday luxury by those who have the time and energy to indulge in it; and also used by the sick as a remedy for nearly all the diseases which are known amongst them. Fevers are very rare, and in fact almost unknown amongst these people: but in the few cases of fever which have been known, this treatment has been applied, and without the fatal consequences which we would naturally predict. This custom is similar amongst nearly all of these Missouri Indians and amongst the Pawnees, Omahas, and Punchas and other tribes. Now go and get me those branches," he ordered Lone Wolf, and the warrior took off running. He returned momentarily with the branches, which the man placed about the lodge. Once the man was satisfied with the lodge, Lone Wolf looked inside. A depression was dug near the door and one in the center to cradle the rocks, which had been heated outside and brought in on forked sticks. Steam was produced by sprinkling the rocks from a hollowed buffalo horn. Lone Wolf marveled at this magic that this man possessed and turned to look at him. "Where did you learn this magic and again I'll ask you, just who are you?" "The following story personifies the sweat lodge as the powerful friend and leader of the Animal People. Like most tribes in colder climates, the Nez Perce Indians spent long winters in tipis, earth and brush lodges and, of course, sweat lodges. This was a time for legends and storytelling," he said to Lone Wolf as the two took a place beside the fire. "Will you tell me the story of the sweat lodge sir," Lone Wolf asked as he watched the man place more rocks on the fire. "Long ago, in the days of the Animal People, Sweat Lodge was a man. He foresaw the coming of Human Beings, the real inhabitants of the Earth. So one day he called all the Animal People together to give each one a name and to tell him his duties. In the council, Sweat Lodge stood up and made a speech: We have lived on Earth for a long while, but we shall not be in our present condition much longer. A different People are coming to live here. We must part from each other and go to different places. Each of you must decide whether you wish to belong to the animal beings that walk, fly or creep or those that swim. You may now make your choice." "So even the animals that we now know were of different form then," Lone Wolf asked. "Yes Lone Wolf. Then Sweat Lodge turned to Elk. You will first come this way Elk, what do you wish to be?" "I wish to be what I am, an Elk." "Let us see you run or gallop," said Sweat Lodge. So Elk galloped off in a graceful manner, and returned. "You are right," decided Sweat Lodge. "You are an Elk." Elk galloped off, and the rest saw no more of him. Sweat Lodge called Eagle and asked, "What do you wish to be, Eagle?" "Just what I am, an Eagle." "Let us see you fly," replied Sweat Lodge. Eagle flew, rising higher and higher with hardly a ripple on his outstretched wings. Sweat Lodge called him back and said, "You are an Eagle. You will be king over all the Birds of the Air. You will soar in the Sky. You will live on the crags and peaks of the highest Mountains. Human Beings will admire you." Eagle flew away happy. Everyone watched him disappear in the Sky. "I wish to be like Eagle," Bluejay told Sweat Lodge. Wanting to give everyone a chance, Sweat Lodge said again, "Then let us see you fly." Bluejay tried to imitate the easy, graceful flight of Eagle, but failed to keep his balance and was soon flapping his wings. Sweat Lodge called him back. "A Jay is a Jay. You will have to be content as you are." When Bear came forward, Sweat Lodge said, "You will be known among Human Beings as a very fierce Animal. You will kill and eat People, and they will fear you." Bear went off into the woods and has since been known as a fierce animal," Lone Wolf's thoughts wandered off to Bear Claw, and how he was feared among the pale faces. Then to all walking creatures, except Wolf, and to all flying creatures, to all Animals and Birds, all Snakes, Frogs, Turtles and Fish, Sweat Lodge gave names, and the creatures scattered. After they were gone, Sweat Lodge called Wolf to him and said, "You have been wise and cunning. You have been a man to be feared. When this Earth becomes like the air, empty and void, your name shall last forever. The new Human Beings who come will hear your name and say, 'Yes, Wolf was great in his time.' Now, what do you wish to be?" "I have long lived as a Wolf," he replied. "I want to be noble like Eagle or Elk or Cougar." Sweat Lodge let him show what he could do. First, Coyote tried his best to fly like Eagle, but could only jump around, this way and that. Then he tried to imitate Elk in his graceful gallop. He succeeded for a short distance, but soon fell into his own gait. He stopped short and looked around. "You look exactly like yourself, wolf," laughed Sweat Lodge. "You will be a wolf." Poor wolf ran off, howling, to some unknown place. Before he got out of sight he stopped, turned his head and stood...just like a wolf," Lone Wolf looked then to Hunter whose head was resting on his lap and the proud animal looked up at him. "Sweat Lodge, now left alone, spoke to himself: "All now are gone, and the new People will be coming soon. When they arrive they should find something to give them strength and power. I will place myself on the ground, for the use of human beings who are to come. Whoever visits me now and then; to him I will give power. He will become great in war and great in peace. He will have success in fishing and in hunting. To all who come to me for protection, I will give strength and power," now the man looked directly at Lone Wolf. "Lone Wolf, Sweat Lodge spoke with all earnestness. Then he lay down on his hands and knees and waited for the first People. He has lain that way ever since and has given power to all who sought it from him. Now I ask you my child, do you seek this power for you," he asked. Lone Wolf stared long and hard at the man and there was great peace in his heart. "Before I answer that sir, first tell me your name," he asked although in his heart he knew. "It is Sweat Lodge my child," he said, "now enter my peace and power," he instructed Lone Wolf. Lone Wolf entered the lodge and lay beside Running Deer, whose brow was wet with sweat. He closed his eyes and soon a peaceful sleep came upon him as Hunter stood watch at the door. "Wolf you guard them well," the man said and vanished. *** Jacob left the saloon and was heading down to the hotel where he was going to meet Jeremy for dinner. It was a hot afternoon and the wind blew the dust in his face as he walked. He took in the town and marveled at how it had changed since he had come there years before. Families were now beginning to settle in and a schoolhouse was being constructed. The town had changed its name to Silver City and even his saloon was now called the Silver Dollar. He walked along the wooden sidewalk, nodding at the men and an occasional woman that passed him. "Jason, may I have a word with you?" an older gentleman asked as he approached the hotel. "Jeb, what can I do for you," Jacob asked as the two men shook hands in greeting. "Let's take a seat over here, this way we shall not be interrupted," he said to Jacob. The two men walked over to a secluded spot near a corner window, where Jacob had a full view of the bank. After ordering from the hotel bar, two brandies, they got down to business. "Jacob, I won't beat around the bush, I want to buy the Silver Dollar from you," Jeb said getting directly to the point. "I'm prepared to make you a substantial offer and I dare say one that you'll find more than fare," he added. "I must say Jeb, I never saw that coming, you of all people wanting to buy the Silver Dollar," Jacob said in surprise. "Wait boy I'm not finished, I want to buy this here hotel also," he added and Jacob looked at the man in total shock. Jebidiah Barcomb was one of the richest men in Silver City, besides Jacob and Seth. He had made his wealth in gold and silver like Seth, and accrued a vast fortune. He was now buying up all the real estate that he could get his hands on and his sights were set on the hotel and the Silver Dollar. "Here read this," he said and slid a paper across the table to Jacob. Jacob opened the folded piece of paper and there, written in ink was five hundred thousand dollars. Jacob gasped as he read the figure and then folded it back up. "I'm flattered Jeb, but I wasn't selling the properties," he told him. "I'll add another one hundred thousand and that is my top offer boy," he said firmly. "Can I have until tomorrow to think on it Jeb," he asked. "Certainly Jacob and I'll meet you tomorrow at the bank to finalize the deal," he said assuredly, knowing that Jacob would not turn him down. "Very well Jeb, tomorrow morning at nine then," he said and shook hands with the man, before they finished their drink. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to meet someone for dinner," Jacob said. Just as he glanced out of the window, two masked men ran from the bank. They stopped several feet outside the door, and fired several shots into the bank before running to their horses. They got onto their horses and fired again, before galloping down the main street of town. "The banks been robbed again," Jacob yelled and bolted from the hotel. By the time that he got to the bank, dozens of men had gathered in the bank. As he made his way through the crowd, he saw his pa kneeling beside a man. "My God no... not Jeremy," he called out and rushed to Jeremy's side. He looked down at the dying man and then up at Seth. He stepped in front of me son and took the bullet that should have been for me," Seth said with tears in his eyes. "Jacob... I guess our dinner engagement will have to wait," Jeremy said and Jacob looked at his blood covered shirt. "Someone get the doctor," Jacob yelled out. "Don't talk Jeremy, save your strength," he said taking the man from Seth. "Oh I think it's way too late for Doc Adams," he said and coughed, spitting up blood. "Don't you dare die on me Jeremy...Jeremy...please talk to me Jeremy," Jacob demanded but the man was dead. "I'm sorry son... really I am," Seth said and took his son in his arms for the first time in years. Jacob cried long and hard in his father's arms as the men of town looked on. The town's undertaker came in a half hour later, once Doc Adams had declared him dead. Four men carried Jeremy away to the undertaker's quarters and Seth helped his son from the bank. As they were leaving the bank, Jacob saw Jeb standing amongst the crowd. "About what we spoke of earlier Jeb, you have a deal to the six," Jacob said and was led away by Seth. Seth helped his son into his carriage, ran around to the other side and got in. "I'm taking you home son," Seth said and gave the horses the whip before they galloped away. Jacob sat there in a catatonic state, not caring where he was going. Seth rode through the streets of Silver City until he got to the outskirts, to a palatial Victorian house. It was the grandest house in all of Silver City, but to Seth is was just a house not a home. He rode up a long tree sheltered drive to the front doors, where a servant came running out. "Mr. MacDaniels is home again," Rupert, his servant asked. "Yes Rupert, my boy is home again," Seth said. "There was a bank robbery and Mr. Barnes was killed," he told the man. "I'm most sorry sir," he said, "was he a good friend of Mr. MacDaniels?" "A very good and close friend," he told him as he helped Jacob from the carriage. "Come on son, let's get you upstairs to rest," he told him as the two men helped him into the house. "Why pa... why my Jeremy?" he asked looking to Seth for answers. *** "Lone Wolf... wake up my handsome warrior," Lone Wolf heard a voice say. "I am dreaming, because that voice is that of the man that holds my heart," he said unwilling to open his eyes out of fear of waking. "Look at me and see that I am not a dream, but healed," Running Deer said and Lone Wolf opened his eyes to see Running Deer's smiling face looking down at him. "Running Deer...you're alive," he said and the two kissed, their tears melded together as their tongues danced. "Well isn't this sweet," a soldier's voice said as the sweat lodge tore apart, revealing the naked braves within. "Come on you two...up and out," he ordered them, "and put your coverings on," he added. They dressed and stood before the soldiers as an officer rode into the camp. He was tall and handsome in the saddle, and he stopped when he saw the two warriors. "What have we here corporal," he asked. "I would say two warriors from the little Big Horn area Colonel Mackenzie," the corporal said. He dismounted and walked over to Lone Wolf, while Running Deer was still weak from his wound. "Is this true, are you from the little Big Horn area," he asked Lone Wolf, noticing the wound on Running Deer's back. "I am the War Chief of the Comanche people, Lone Wolf," he said proudly. "This is my warrior Running Deer, and he's been wounded." "War Chief eh...and you were part of the insurgency there recently?" he asked. "I was," and again proudly spoken. "Tie them with the others," he said and remounted his horse. "Take their horses also, for they were probably stolen from us anyways," he added. "They were never stolen from you; I insist that you give my warrior a horse to ride. It was your soldier that shot him and he's too weak to walk," Lone Wolf yelled at the colonel. "Then let him die along the way, that'll be one less savage to hang once we get back to the fort," Ranald said and ordered the soldiers to mount up. Lone Wolf and Running Deer were led back to the other Indians that Ranald had taken prisoner and was taking back to the fort for hanging. He was not going to bother with returning them to their reservation but simply killing them for resurrecting against the US government, but more so, for what they had done to Custer and his men. "Great Chief... how is it that they captured you," Dancing Water asked Lone Wolf. "Running Deer was shot and we were taken while sleeping," he told him as a set of eyes watched from afar. *** Jacob woke the next morning and he sat up quickly in bed. He looked over at the man that was sleeping beside him, and then yesterday came flooding back to him. "Pa...what am I doing here," he said and quickly got out of bed and stood there naked as the day he was born. "Jacob, please come back to bed son, we need to talk," Seth said holding up the blankets. Jacob could see that his father too was naked, as he climbed back into the bed. He remembered how Jeremy had been killed in a bank robbery by a bullet meant for Seth. "So tell me pa, how is it that my man got the bullet that was intended for you? Also pa, why was it intended for you?" he asked looking deep into Seth's eyes. "Son...I recognized one of the robber's voice, it was Mark Roberts and he knew that I recognized his voice when he called out to who I think was Phil Jenkins. Mark looked at me and raised his gun and that was when Jeremy pushed me aside, taking the bullet intended for me." "It's not fair pa, he and I were in love," Jacob said sitting up on the side of the bed. "So now you speak to me, is it forgiveness or out of guilt pa?" he asked and turned to look at Seth. "Both son, because it was watching you with Jeremy that I realized how wrong I had been to hold this grudge against you," he told his son. "I accused you of judging me, when in reality I was judging us. I know what we were doing was not acceptable to the people that we knew. If it were, then we would not have to hide it son," he said. "Can you ever forgive me for the years of cruelty and unforgiveness that I withheld from you?" "Pa I forgave you that day, it was you that could not forgive yourself," Jacob said. "I fell in love with Jeremy when we met. He was kind and gentle like you use to be. Now he's gone, taken from me forever," he said and cried hard against Seth's chest. "Don't let his death be in vain son, come back to me and let's begin again once you have had your time to heal," Seth asked. "I'd like that pa, I never did stop loving you...never," he told him and then their mouths met, and Seth's arms surrounded his son, pulling him tightly to him as they kissed. "As angry as I was with you Jacob, I never once stopped loving or wanting you." "Have you ever taken another lover pa?" "Yes one...the Thurman boy John, he and I would meet every Wednesday night, but it wasn't love, just sex." "You and John, he was one of my..." but he let his sentence end, not wishing to reopen any wounds. "Your best boy for hire Jacob, is that what you were going to say," Seth asked and Jacob nodded yes. "You have done pretty good for yourself business wise haven't you?" "I'm almost up to a million dollars pa," he said and once I finalize the sale of the hotel and the Silver Dollar today, it will put me over that amount," he said. "So I did hear you right, you are selling your holdings here in Silver City. What then, what and where are you going?" "I want to go back to San Francisco pa, and buy a house to live quietly the rest of my life in," he told his father. "Why not come with me, what is there to keep you here, you've sold your interest in the mines already?" "Now how would you know that...ah yes Jeremy, he would have told you," Seth said. "I would go son, but only if we go as partners again... like we were," he said. "You mean lovers don't you Seth?" "Well yes lovers but also partners in business. I don't want to just sit around doing nothing. I want to be active and make our money grow son." "How about banking, you'd be good at that," Jacob suggested. "Maybe banking, but let's not limit our horizons son, let's wait until we get there and see what the future holds for us," he suggested. "Now what time did you tell Jeb that you would meet him?" "Nine, what time is it," he asked and looked over at the bed stand for his pocket watch which he always would set on it. "It's nearly half past eight son, so you had better get a move on," Seth suggested and Jacob bolted from the bed. "Seth come with me please, I don't think that I can go into the bank alone," he said. "Not knowing that Jeremy is no longer there," he said. "Ok Jacob," he said and got out of bed, revealing his nakedness to his son. "Damn you still look good Seth...real good," Jacob said as he walked over to his father and put his arms around the man. "I forgot how handsome your body was," he took his father's manhood into his hand and instantly the touch made Seth go hard. "Jacob, we don't have time for this," Seth said, but Jacob knelt down before his father and took his cock into his mouth. He pulled back the foreskin, revealing the purplish red head. He ran his tongue around the swollen head, licking the precum that was now oozing from Seth's piss slit. "Damn I forgot how good your mouth felt Jacob," Seth said and then Jacob swallowed Seth's cock down to his pubes. "Daaaaaamn boy don't stop...I'm going to shoot," Seth said as the thrill of having his son again pushed him over the edge. Seth held his son's head tight as he thrust hard and fast into his mouth. He blasted his seed deep down the throat of his son, moaning out in ecstasy until his legs were about to collapse. "Stop...I can't take the sensation son...please son stop," Seth begged and finally Jacob relinquished release of his father's cock. "You still taste good pa, just like I remember," he said getting up and planting a kiss on Seth's mouth, giving him a taste of his own cum. "Now I got to get dressed or Jeb will think I am reneging on our deal," he said and gave Seth a quick kiss before grabbing his pants. *** Jacob and Seth walked into the bank and Jacob froze when he saw the stain from Jeremy's blood on the floor. "Just look straight ahead son, there is Jeb," Seth said holding Jacob by the arm. "I wasn't sure if you would come Jacob, considering yesterday and all," Jeb said shaking hands with Jacob first and then Seth. "I have my draft here transferring the set upon funds from my account to yours once you put in the necessary numbers Jacob." "Jeb, would you be interested still in my house," Seth asked, shocking Jeb and Jacob with the offer. "Of course I'm still interested, but not for the thirty grand as before, now it would be fifteen," he said, because he knew that Seth was eager to sell and he wanted a bargain after buying the Silver Dollar and hotel from Jacob. "I tell you what Jeb, why don't you come by tomorrow and watch the place go up in flames," Seth said to the man's shock. "I would rather watch it burn then to let it go to you for that price. Jacob, I'll see you outside," Seth said and walked away. "He's quite serious you know," Jacob said looking at a shocked Jeb who was unable to voice his objections. "We leave tomorrow at first light for San Francisco Jeb," he told him. "Huh...oh yes San Francisco," he said. "Now let's step over here and finish our transaction," Jacob said to Jeb and they walked over to a teller. *** Seth stood and waited outside in the bright morning son, and his eyes were drawn to a woman standing across the street with several young children. They looked rather poor and he could tell homeless. "Sir, I am seeking to raise funds to build a home for the children of Silver City that are orphaned," she said to a man and woman that had stopped. Seth stood and watched as the man took out his wallet and gave her cash. She blessed him and the couple went on their way, before she turned towards Seth. "Sir..." but Seth held up his hand to stop her from speaking. "May God bless you anyways sir," she said pleasantly. "I heard your speech to that other couple ma'am," he told her and she waited as if expecting a donation. "I left home this morning with about a dollar in my pocket, which you would be most welcomed to, but what I am about to give is worth much more." "And what would that be kind sir," she asked. "My house, an eighteen room Victorian on the outskirts of town," Seth said and the woman fainted. Seth, along with two boys caught her before she hit the ground. He fanned her until she regained her composure and continued. "Sir, if this is your idea of a practical joke, I assure you I do not find it amusing," she said. "Miss Mitchell, this is Mr. MacDaniels, the richest man in Silver City," a boy whispered to her, which caused Seth to blush when he heard it. "I'm not the richest but among the richest miss," he said correcting the boy. "Please forgive me Mr. MacDaniels, I had no idea as to who you were," she said as Seth helped her to her feet. "There is nothing to forgive and my offer still stands. My son and I are moving back to San Francisco and I will no longer need the house," he told her. "Mac...about that house of yours, my previous offer of thirty thousand is back on the table," Jeb said as he and Jacob approached Seth, and the woman's face showed her disappointment with what she was hearing. "I'm sorry Jeb, but the house now belongs to Miss Mitchell," he told Jeb who nearly died at that words. "What...but how...she," he sputter incoherently. "Jeb, you had better go get a drink before you give yourself a heart attack," Seth said. "I gave her my house for the orphans of Silver City, lock, stock and barrel," he said smiling at the woman. Jeb was outraged as he walked away, but the woman was indebted. "I cannot tell you what this means to me and the children sir. I could never raise that kind of money to buy a house like yours," he said. "Well you come by this afternoon around one and I'll show you around." "Have Michael there bring you by, I'm sure he'll know where it is," Jacob said and the boy's face blushed when Jacob used his name. "Why Michael, this gentleman knows who you are," a surprised Miss Mitchell asked. "Yes miss, he and I entered into a brief business transaction a while back, but it didn't pan out for him," Jacob said smiling at the boy. "Did it Michael," he asked a still blushing sixteen year old. "Yes sir Mr. MacDaniels," Michael said with his head lowered. "Never worry Michael, it'll be our secret what you and I did together. I will never tell a soul," he assured the boy as Seth and the woman chatted. "Thank you Jake, I really appreciate that. It was you that I loved, not being a...well it was you that I wanted Jake," he said. "If you ever change your mind Jake, I do still love you," he said. "I will remember that Michael, but if you can keep a secret too... me and my pa are lovers," he whispered and Michael's face showed his surprise. "No way Jake...damn you are the lucky one. I so wanted him once, just once in bed," he confided to Jacob. "Well just remember Michael, this is our secret and one never knows what the future may hold for us," he said. *** Later that afternoon, Miss Mitchell and Michael showed up at Seth's house. "My word Mr. MacDaniels, this house is more extravagant than even Michael described it." "First off Miss Mitchell, its Seth and not Mr. MacDaniels," he said. "Secondly, it's just a house miss." "Well then Seth, its Mary and no it more than a house it's a mansion," she said. "Well house or mansion, it comes with a four room house in the back for either servants or guests," he told her. "Now it is my pleasure Mary to show you around while my father entertains Michael," Jacob said and gives Michael a wink, again making the boy blush. "Michael, I have need of your help in the guest house with some wood working," he said to the boy. "That is if Mary doesn't mind," he said looking to the young lady. "Mind...after all that you have done for us Seth, no please take him," she said. "Now let me take you on the tour," Jacob said and offered her his arm. "Come on boy, it's you and I and guest house," Seth said as he put his arm around the youth's shoulder, leading him out the door. Michael's heart was pounding and he wondered if Seth could hear it as they walked out to the guest house. He unlocked the door and once inside, he turned and relocked the door, much to Michael's surprise. "So sir, what is it that you needed my help with," he asked nervously. "It's in the bedroom down the hall Michael," Seth told him, and again his heart began pounding as he followed Seth down the hall. They stepped into the room and Seth closed the door behind them, before turning to Michael. The youth stood there motionless as Seth looked at him and slowly moved closer to him, finally taking the boy into his arms. "Is this what you wanted Michael," Seth asked, as their groins pressed together. "Ah...yes sir...did Jacob tell you that I always wanted to do this with you sir?" he asked stammering over his words. "Yes he did Michael, now I am asking you, is it what you really want to do with me," Seth asked. "Oh yes sir, more than anything else in the world sir," he said and pressed his mouth to Seth. He kissed Seth hard, offering him his tongue, which Seth gladly accepted. Michaels arms were wrapped around Seth's neck and Seth had the boy's ass cheeks cupped in his hands as they kissed. "I want to feel you inside me sir," Michael said and stepped back as he began to remove his clothes but Seth stopped him. "Let me do that for you handsome," Seth said as he unbuttoned the boy's shirt, letting it fall to the floor. As he fumbled with his pant's buttons, Seth lowered his mouth to the boy's hard pink nubs. His tongue lightly grazed the tender nubs sending erotic sensations throughout the boy's body. "More sir...oh yes more," he moaned out and Seth gently nibbled his nubs as Michael held him to his breast as he suckled his nipple. As one became too sensitive, Michael moved him over to the other for the same erotic treatment. After quite a while of nipple torture, Seth knelt, pulling the boy's trousers down as he knelt. Michael's hard six inch cock sprang free and Seth took it into his mouth. "I'm gonna shoot sir...fuck take it sir," Michael crowed and shot his youthful seed deep into Seth's mouth. Seth savored each drop as the boy fed him his offering, and Michael held Seth's head for fear of falling, his climax was so powerful. Once Seth had taken all that the boy had to give him he released his hold on his cock, and led him over to the bed, laying him down before he got undressed. Michael watched him as he slowly removed his clothes, never once did he take his eyes off the man that he had fantasized over. As soon as Seth was naked, he climbed on the boy, spreading his legs with his knees and putting his cock to the boy's rosebud. "Have you ever had a man in you before Michael," Seth asked and Michael nodded yes. "Jacob," was all that he could verbalize. Seth gave a firm push and his cock entered the boy, but he waited as pain overtook him. "Breath son...will yourself to relax," he told him and leaned down to kiss him. Slowly he added more of his cock as they kissed until he had finally given him all of it. He waited as his cock seated itself, and Michael got use to having someone of his size inside him. Seth was a few inches longer and several inches thicker than Jacob so he gave the boy time to adjust. "Fuck me Seth... fuck me hard and deep," the youth said once he was accustomed to having Seth in him. Seth pulled almost all the way out before pushing fully back in, Michael's eyes rolled back as pleasure filled his senses. Several times Seth did this until Michael was meeting every thrust that Seth was giving him. "More Seth... harder and faster please," he requested and Seth obliged. He soon found a rhythm that found him pounding the boy's ass hard, deep and fast. Michael was pinching his own nipples, causing his ass to manipulate Seth's cock. "Damn boy... what are you doing with that ass of yours," Seth said as he felt his seed start to churn in his balls. "Slow it down boy, I don't want to shoot my seed just yet," he begged but Michael's ass had a different plan. Seth slowed down his rhythm but Michael's ass was begging to be fucked, and fucked hard and fast. Soon Seth had reached a point where he could no longer hold back his seed. "Ride my cock boy... fuck I'm going to blow," he said and shot his cum deep into Michael's ass. Over and over he shot as he slammed his cock deep into the boy's ass. Just when he thought that he was done, his still hard cock needed more, and so did Michael's ass. He began to fuck the boy again, slowly at first until he found himself pounding him like a sex crazed stallion again. He wiggled his cock around in the boy's ass, rubbing Michael's button inside until even Michael could no longer hold back. "I'm going to shoot Seth...fuck me Seth... more, harder...yes deeper," he ordered the man who obliged his commands just as he let loose with his sperm. His sperm shot forth onto his stomach and chest, causing his ass to tighten. Seth, who was fighting back his own climax, was propelled over his edge. "Damn boy...take it I'm shooting," he howled and spewed his sperm deep into Michael's ass. Their rhythm was compelling them onward as they fucked hard and fast on the bed, unable to control their bodies. Michael clung to Seth who was fucking him with all the energy he had and the boy was still oozing the last of his seed between them. "I love you Seth, I have for the longest time," Michael confided to the man of his dreams. "What...but Michael I am old enough to be your... father," he said looking down at the boy beneath him. "I know sir, but that doesn't mean that I can't fall in love with you," he said with tears in his eyes. "I love Jacob too, and always thought that I would have you once I had him," he confided in Seth. "You did now Michael," Jacob said from the doorway, alarming the two of them who hadn't a clue that he had entered the room. "Don't worry, Mary left and I assured her that we would get you back to her safely," Jacob said as he too stripped and then got into bed with them. "Will you make love to me Jacob," Michael asked and Seth pulled his spent cock from the boy. Seth started to get up, but Jacob pulled him back to stay. "Stay pa," he said and they kissed before Jacob turned his passion to Michael. As he kissed the boy, he climbed between his legs and his cock easily slid into Michael's cum filled ass. "I see you have him well primed pa," he said as he lifted up and began to fuck the boy. Seth lay beside them and kissed Michael, while Jacob fucked him. Michael was in heaven as the two men he loved most made his fantasies come true. Seth alternated his kisses between Jacob and Michael, and as Jacob got close to his climax, so did Michael again. "Ooooooh Jacob...harder...faster...I'm going to shoot again," Michael crowed out and Seth went down on the boy's cock just as it erupted, spewing his elixir into Seth's mouth. Jacob couldn't hold back his own climax; he shot his seed deep into Michael, mixing it with Seth's previous load. Repeatedly he shot forth his sperm as Seth sucked the last of Michael's cum from the boy's balls. The three fell back on the bed exhausted and spent, sighing in the sweet afterglow. "Can I come with you when you move to San Francisco Seth," Michael asked once he regained normal breathing. "Don't you have family here son," he asked looking at the boy. Michael showed his beauty, from his long blond hair and blue eyes to this firm hard body. He was as perfect as a boy of sixteen could get, and Seth wanted to let him come with them. "So what do you think Jacob, do you think we should bring him?" Seth asked. "I don't know, he just might wear us out each night," he mused and then tickled the boy. "Hey, who is the one worn out here?" he asked looking from one to the other. "I was the one that just got fucked by the two of you." "Yes pa, I think he'd make a great addition to the family," Jacob said and kissed the boy. "Let me have a talk to Miss Mitchell and see what she says." Seth suggested. *** They walked for what seemed hundreds of miles to Lone Wolf, and Running Deer was not doing well. He had begun to bleed from his wound again and needed attention. Lone Wolf was about to call for help when Ranald called for the troops to stop. Several troops had come riding up, with Alex being one of them. Lone Wolf knew him instantly and when their eyes met, so did Alex. Alex froze when he saw Lone Wolf standing there and the love he once had for him came rushing back. He dismounted his horse and rushed to him, but Ranald instantly intervened. "Corporal Thurman," Ranald called out and Alex turned to face him. "Just what are you doing," he asked. "I know this man, this is my old friend Caleb MacDaniels sir," he said. "He's the Comanche War Chief Lone Wolf, and a prisoner of the United States," he said. "But sir, he..." "That will be all corporal," Ranald said and Alex turned to look at Lone Wolf with sorrow in his eyes. "Sir please, my friend is bleeding again from his wound," Lone Wolf said but to deaf ears as Ranald ignored him and walked away. "Put the savages in a circle and put a guard on them," Ranald told his officer and then walked away. Lone Wolf sat beside Running Deer on the outside of the circle. A guard walked the circle, watching the Indians. "Are you alright Running Deer," Lone Wolf asked in his Comanche tongue. "The bleeding is worsening, but I am holding my own Lone Wolf," he replied watching the soldier who had taken a seat beside a tree. Lone Wolf looked over at the soldier and he saw Hunter creeping towards him. Just when the man was about to get up, Hunter sprang from the shadow and caught the soldier by the neck, dropping him to the ground. He came over to Lone Wolf and gnawed at his rope until Lone Wolf was able to break free. He quickly untied Running Deer and two other of his fellow warriors. "Go quietly and untie the others, but tell them to remain where they are until I give them the sign to leave," he told them. He checked Running Deer's wound and it had stopped bleeding. "Are you up to traveling on foot or should I steal us a horse," he whispered. "I can go as fast as you can Lone Wolf, I won't hold you back," he promised. Once he noticed that the others were ready, they began to crawl off towards the woods in twos. As Running Deer and Lone Wolf were about to leave, a hand on Lone Wolf's shoulder stopped him. He turned quickly and when he saw whose hand it was, fear swept over him as the knife came down. To be continued... Well there it is guys, chapter ten and as you asked, I let Running Deer live but had to sacrifice someone in his place. You can give me your response or anger if you wish at randyhoward2@yahoo.com thanks guys. Randy Howard.