Drawn West

By Jim002

Jim002@outlook.com

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Sixteen

"Is he still interested in sex at his age?" I asked.

Joe thought that was hilarious.

"I don't know any older men," I said.

Joe nodded.

"Guess ya didn't see his stiff pecker."

I was surprised. No, I hadn't seen it. But if Jack liked being sucked by Joe, it made perfect sense.

"Yes. I would like to suck him. I don't want to do anything that Tom wouldn't like. He might change his mind about staying."

"Suckin on Jack's pecker won't make Brother leave. Wouldna asked ifin I thought it might."

"Good."

"Ya love Brother Tom."

"I do, Joe. I love you more, but I do love Tom."

Joe pulled my head to his and pushed his tongue into my mouth. We kissed for a while. After the kiss ended, I got down on the floor between Joe's legs. I squeezed his bulge with both hands, while Joe grinned at me. Then there was a pounding on the door.

"Shit!" I said.

Joe laughed. I got up and walked to the door. I opened it to see Flora and Annabelle.

"Good morning," I said.

"Mornin, son," Flora said. I held the door opened and they came in.

"Howdy, Joe!" Flora said.

"Mornin. Mornin, Annie," Joe said.

Annabelle looked like she was about to blush. Was she sweet on Joe?

"You et?" Flora asked me.

I'd had man milk and meat, but I wasn't about to tell her that!

"Not yet."

"Where's the rest a the gang?" Flora asked.

"Gone to Rafe's for more things. Especially a bed for Tom. He's moving in," I said.

"Now ain't that good news!" Flora said.

I nodded.

"How bout some ham n eggs?" Flora asked.

"That sounds good!" I said.

Joe agreed with me.

The women went into the kitchen.

Joe told me more about Jack. He spoke softly so the women couldn't hear.

"Jack had a wife, but it shore didn't stop him from sex all the time. The ones I knowed about, is me, his brother Ben, all the whores at the Golden Bone, Manuel from Harry's, and sheep, cattle, and dogs. Oh, yeah. And his wife, til she died a the pox."

My mouth fell open in shock. Joe chuckled.

"Told me sex with a sheep were bettern sex with his missus. She were very religeeeous and he ain't at all. They wasn't livin tergether when she got the poxn died."

"You like him, don't you?" I asked Joe.

"I do. He's a good man."

"But very horny," I said, grinning.

"That don't make ya bad. My pa was hard all the time. Jus made me glad," Joe said.

I nodded. "That's true. I'm glad Pa is so horny."

Joe nodded.

"You're purty durn horny, sweetie," he said. "When Jack n Ben offer their peckers fer ya ta suck, you gonna turn em down?"

"No. I just don't want to have sex with animals."

Joe nodded. "Me neither. But it's fun ta watch other folks do it."

I thought about that. Didn't I want to watch a woman suck a donkey at the Golden Bone? I nodded.

"Jack and my pa was friends. Once, when Pa was drunk, he told Jack what him n Tom was doin ta me. When Pa went outside for a piss, Jack tried ta stick his pecker in my mouth. I didn't let him."

"Why not?"

"I knowed Pa didn't want me to. Pa threw Jack out the front door when he saw. Next day, Pa didn't member nothin. I didn't suck Jack til after Pa died."

One of the women dropped something in the kitchen. From the sound of it, it was an iron skillet. I figured breakfast would be delayed.

We heard the sound of Pa and the others returning. That took my mind completely off sex. I got up and looked out the window. Pa, Rafe, and Tom were unloading Rafe's bed from the back of his wagon. I opened the door as they carried it onto the front porch. Frigid air blew into the warm house. Flora came out of the kitchen.

"Howdy, Flora!" Tom said.

"Howdy! You boys want breakfast?"

Everyone did. Annabelle came out of the kitchen and said hello.

"We've got biscuits baking," Annabelle said. "We'll make more eggs. Just sit. We'll bring the food out when it's ready."

"Thanks."

The thought of hot buttered biscuits made my mouth water.

Pa, Rafe, and Tom set the bed up in the front room.

"We should put it in the second bedroom," Tom said. "Bring that little bed fer me."

"Let's do that after we eat," Pa said.

Tom nodded.

We sat.

"A man named Jack came by," I said.

"Jack Davis," Joe said to Tom. Tom nodded. "His brother Ben runs the Golden Bone."

Pa nodded.

"Yeah. He lives round here," Tom said.

Joe nodded.

"He said he's been hunting on our land since the last owner died," I said to Pa. "He wanted to know if you want him to stop. He said he'd be by to see you, later on."

Pa was quiet. I knew he was thinking.

"I don't know how much we will be living off the land," Pa said. He looked at Rafe, who shrugged.

"Why doncha tell him he can hunt on the Yardley land?" Rafe said.

"Ah," Pa said.

"That's a long ways from here," Joe said.

"Well, I'm not going to worry about it," Pa said. "We've got this land, Rafe's land and the Yardley land."

"I forgot all about the Yardley house," I said. I thought for a moment. "You know, we've only been here three days and we have three houses. There's Rafe's cabin, the Yardley house, and this one."

Pa and Rafe burst out laughing.

"What house are we going to buy today?" I asked, grinning.

"I don't want to buy another one for at least a week!" Pa said.

We laughed.

"Our place is vacant," Tom said. Joe nodded.

"You mean where you grew up?" I asked.

Tom nodded.

We started eating bread and ham the women brought out. There was a wonderful smell coming from the kitchen. A few minutes later, the biscuits and eggs were brought in. The biscuits were even tastier than I thought they would be. We all complimented Annabelle and Flora.

"Glad ya like em!" Flora said.

I watched Tom eat. He looked up from his plate, right into my eyes and grinned at me.

"Are you sure you don't want to work for Ben?" I asked him. I glanced at Joe, who seemed irritated by my question. But I was still worried.

"I'm takin up farmin," Tom said.

I smiled. So did Joe. Joe nodded at me.

I looked at Rafe. He was looking at me. I mouthed, 'I love you,' to Rafe. He grinned and nodded.

We all finished eating. I went into the kitchen to get scraps for Missy. I smiled as she swallowed everything in a couple of gulps. She licked the bowl clean and then she licked me. I picked her up and carried her back into the front room. The men were moving the beds. I tried to help, but it wasn't a four-man job. I was just in the way. I sat down and waited for them to finish, with Missy on my lap. I wanted to have sex with Rafe and Tom, but that would have to wait until the women had left. I had no idea when that would be. I thought about what else I could do. I decided to go to the barn and visit my new horse, Danny. I dressed warmly and took Missy along with me to the barn. Danny seemed glad to see me. I talked to him softly and petted him. I thought about going to town to get some drawings done. I needed to talk to Ben, too. I wondered if I would end up sucking him while I was there. I got Danny water and hay. The chickens were making noise. I wasn't sure what I should do for them. There was a bag of feed for them. Just then, Pa walked into the barn.

"I was just wondering what the chickens needed," I said.

"Rafe fed them already," Pa said.

"Oh, good. I was thinking of going into town," I said.

Pa nodded.

"Joe was telling me about Jack, Ben's brother. Joe said Jack was the one who convinced Joe's pa and Tom to have sex with Joe."

Pa's eyes lit up. "Hmm."

"It seems he's a lot wilder than Ben," I said, grinning. "He likes sex with everyone and everything."

Pa chuckled.

"Joe said he's sucked him. Jack likes for Joe to describe things his pa did to him before he gets sucked."

Pa grinned.

"A man after my own soul. Did you like the way he looked?"

"Yeah. I didn't think he was quite as good looking as Ben, but he looked good."

"I don't want you telling him about our relationship," Pa said. "We'll have to know him a lot better before we admit that."

"Oh, I know pa. Even if it doesn't bother him, he might take a disliking to us and try to use it against us," I said, not knowing what was about to happen.

"Yes."

Pa took me in his arms and kissed me. My hand found his pecker while Pa's tongue moved slowly over mine. I pushed my hand inside Pa's trousers and rubbed his bone. Suddenly, we heard someone clearing their throat. We pulled away in shock to see Jack's grinning face. I pulled my hand out of Pa's pants.

"Looks like yer havin a good time," Jack said. I stepped back from Pa. I closed my eyes and wished I was invisible. Pa sputtered as he tried to think of something to say.

"I'm Jack Davis," he said.

I opened my eyes and saw Jack holding out his hand to Pa.

"Uh," was all Pa could say as he shook his hand.

"I'm Alan Johnson," Pa finally said.

"Any relation to the boy?" Jack asked, grinning.

"Uh."

I knew we had just agreed to hide things from Jack, but it was too late.

"He's my father," I said, to Jack.

Pa was blushing.

I couldn't help noticing the tent Jack's stiff pecker was making in his trousers. Jack saw me looking.

"Yeah, ya make me hard, boy," Jack said. "Ya make yer pa hard, too."

I gulped.

"I were wonderin what Joe was doin here. Now I knows. Ya know bout Joe and his pa?"

I nodded.

Jack grinned.

"Now they's no cause to be upset," Jack said to Pa. "I think ever man should fuck his kids, boys and girls."

Pa gasped.

"Truth be, it be the reason I got married. So's I'd have kids a ma own ta fuck. Never got em, so I fucked ma kid brother."

"His brother is Ben from the Golden Bone," I told Pa.

Jack walked right up to me. I was nervous, but he was grinning. And hard. He took my hand and placed it on his pecker. He took my other hand and placed it on Pa's crotch. I rubbed both men. Pa's cock got rock-hard in seconds. Pa's face lost the look of fear.

"Ya sharin ya son with Joe?" Jack asked Pa.

Pa nodded his head.

"Who else?" Jack asked.

Pa didn't answer. But it seemed pointless to hide that from Jack.

"With Tom and Rafe," I said.

Jack's grin grew bigger.

"Yer boy wants ma pecker," Jack said to Pa. From Pa's grin, I could see he stopped worrying.

"I know. He loves peckers and he loves the taste of man cream, like Joe," Pa said.

"Ya want me ta empty my nuts in yer boy's mouth?"

"Yes, Jack. I want to watch you do it."

Jack grinned.

"I wanta watch ya fuck yer boy," Jack said.

Pa grinned.

"Who teached ya ta suck peckers, boy?" Jack asked me.

It was Pa, but I didn't know if I should tell Jack that.

"I did," Pa said.

Jack grinned.

"Yer ma kind a man," Jack said to Pa. Jack put one hand and Pa's shoulder and squeezed.

Pa chuckled.

"I live right up the hill," Jack said, pointing at the back of the barn.

"Do you want to fuck Daryl, too?" Pa asked.

"Hell, yeah! Like ta be doin it regular."

"Well, you're close by," Pa said to him.

Jack grinned.

"They's some other men round these parts," Jack said.

"You mean men that want to do the same?"

"Yup."

"Well, it's up to Daryl. I don't want him forced into anything," Pa said.

Jack nodded. "A good boy like him wants to please his elders," Jack said, grinning. "The men, specially." Pa chuckled "Ya done raised him right, just the way I'd a raised ma own."

"Well, it's too cold to do anything out here and the women are cleaning the house. We'll have to wait until they leave," Pa said.

Jack nodded.

"Yull git ma pecker n milk, later, son," Jack said to me. I grinned at him. "If ya want em."

"Oh, I do, Jack."

My hand was still on Pa's bone. I think he got even harder after I said that.

"We's neighbors, so you can stop by my place fer a suck when ya feel the need, son."

Jack squeezed my rear.

"Shore wish I had a boy like you of ma own."

"You can be his Uncle Jack," Pa said.

Jack looked really pleased.

"Would you like that, Uncle Jack?" I asked, smiling.

"You bet!"

"Daryl said you wanted to talk about hunting on our land," Pa said.

Jack nodded.

"For now, you can keep doing it. If game gets scarce, I may ask you to do your hunting at the Yardley place. I bought it, too."

Jack nodded.

"Thankee."

"How much do we need to worry about people finding out about us?" Pa asked Jack.

"Shoot em if they come onto yer land ta cause trouble."

"What about folks in town?" I asked.

"Tell em it ain't true," Jack said. "And if they a come lookin fer proof, shoot em."

I nodded.

"I sure as hell ain't gonna tell. And nobody that's getting their pecker mouthed by yer boy will talk."

We heard a bark of laughter. We turned and Tom walked into the barn

"Well, howdy, Jack!" Tom said. "I see you met Daryl!"

"Howdy, Tom! Yup. He's ma nephew, now!"

"What? How's that?"

I had taken my hands away from Pa and Jack's peckers. Jack took my hand and put it back on his bone. I went back to rubbing and squeezing his hard thing.

"I told Jack he could think of himself as Daryl's uncle, if he wanted," Pa said to Tom.

Tom laughed.

"How's it I ain't his uncle?" Tom asked.

"You know, that isn't a bad idea," Pa said. "How about we tell folks you and Joey are my cousins? All of us living together might seem less unusual to folks."

"You don't got to splain nothin!" Jack said to Pa. "They bother ya, shoot em."

I suppressed a laugh. The town was small already. If we shot every gossip, we might be the only people left in the town! That made me think. Was there any law in town?

"Now that I think about it, it is probably not a good idea," Pa said. "It would just mean making up different lies and we would all have to remember them."

Tom and I both nodded. We would have to remember imaginary relatives.

"I's goin inta town ta see Harry," Tom said.

"I need to go, too," I said.

"Let's git, then," Tom said.

"I'm going to talk to Ben about drawing his ladies, now that Harry is closing his saloon," I said to Pa.

"Harry is closing?" Jack asked, surprised.

"Shore is. He's movin ta Deadwood," Tom said. "Yer brother is buying his place."

"I saw brother couple a days ago. When'd all this happen?" Jack asked.

"It was sudden," Tom said. "Shocked lots a folks."

"I'll just bet! Damn! I need to see ma brother," Jack said.

Jack turned to me.

"Why's you drawin women?"

"Daryl has been drawing pictures of Harry's girls naked. Harry's been selling them," Pa said.

"They's real good. Done sold twenty or thirty," Tom said.

Jack looked very surprised.

"Bet you wish you was suckin those stiff peckers whilst they look at em," Jack said to me.

That hadn't occurred to me. Pa grinned at me.

"Hey! I shore would like ta do that!" Tom said. "Whada ya think?" he asked me.

"Sure! You know how much I love your pecker."

Tom laughed.

"You better be careful how ya say things like that."

"Oh. I meant I'm quite fond of your penis," I said.

The men all laughed. Jack slapped his thigh as he laughed.

"Why don't you get your drawing things and go with Tom?" Pa said. "I want you to be sure of your directions before you start riding into town, alone."

I nodded. I hadn't thought about that, but Pa was right. I'd only come to our new house once, and I hadn't been paying close attention on our way to it.

"I'm goin in maself ta talk ta Ben bout Harry's," Jack said.

Jack waved goodbye and left the barn.

Pa and Tom saddled the horses while I went into the house for my paper, charcoal, and pencils.

The women were hard at work inside. Rafe and Joe were sitting, talking. They kept glancing at Flora and Annabelle. I told them I was going into town with Tom. By the time I had my things and was ready to leave, Joe had decided he would come with us. Pa came into the house, then.

"You goin in ta town?" Rafe asked Pa.

"No. Not right now. I thought I would make a list of things we need for the house and maybe go later," Pa said.

Rafe nodded. "I'll help ya."

I hugged Pa and said goodbye. I wanted to kiss him, but not in front of women! I looked at Rafe. I wanted to hug him, but I wasn't sure if I should. He grinned at me. I was pretty sure he knew what I was thinking. He walked up to me and shook my hand. I laughed. He bent down.

"More, later," he said.

I nodded, grinning. I looked at the women. They weren't looking. I squeezed the bulge in Rafe's trousers, for a moment. It was stiffening when I let go. Rafe winked at me. Then Joe and I left the house.

Joe and I joined Tom in the barn. He grinned at us. I walked over to him and put my hand on his crotch. He grinned at me. Joe came over and the two of us began rubbing and squeezing his stiffening pecker.

"You want that, boy?" he asked me.

"Yes, sir. I do."

"You want ta suck it?"

"Yes. I want to drink your nut milk."

"Yeah, I thought so. I knows you is 'quite fond a ma penis'," Tom said.

"What?" Joe asked, laughing.

While Joe saddled up another horse, Tom explained.

I spoke softly to Danny and stroked his face. He seemed to like it. He was full of energy and seemed eager to get out of the barn.

Finally, all three of us were ready. We closed the barn door and mounted. Tom took off in the lead. He knew exactly where we were, having been to Annabelle's father's house a couple of times. Joe and I followed him. The sun was out. Even though it was very cold, the sun made it a lot more comfortable. The glare was bad, though. Much of the landscape close to us was treeless, with unbroken snow.

As we rode into town, I was surprised to see how many people were out. I was sure the weather had something to do with it. And it was the day after Christmas. We rode up to Harry's saloon and tied out horses. As we walked inside, the place was being cleaned. There were a couple of customers standing at the bar, talking. Harry walked out of the kitchen and saw us. He grinned as we walked over to him.

"Hey, boss!" Tom said.

Harry greeted all three of us.

"Have you decided, then?" Harry asked Tom. I assumed he meant whether Tom was moving to Deadwood with him.

"You still goin?" Tom asked him.

Harry nodded. "Yup."

Tom sighed.

"I'm stayin, Harry."

I was relieved to hear that. It was official. Tom was quitting the saloon business.

Harry didn't seem surprised.

"Ben was over here, earlier. He wants to talk business with you," Harry said to me. I nodded. "He'll be back. He's moving a couple of the girls. After you talk to him, come here and we will work out how we'll get the pictures to me in Deadwood."

I nodded.

"Now I don't know what Ben is likely to offer, but you try to get the best deal you can. He needs you to make more money. You don't need him."

"I need to use his uh ladies, as models," I said.

Harry grinned.

"No, you don't. Don't forget you can keep redrawing mine. I'll sell em in Deadwood."

I wondered why I hadn't thought of that. Of course! I'd already done just that with Daisy.

"I'll be bringin ya the pictures," Tom said to Harry. "His pa don't want him going back n forth ta Deadwood, specially when he's carryin cash."

Harry nodded, and grinned.

"Be more time for you to draw," Harry said to me.

I nodded.

"What do you think? Deliveries once a week?" Harry asked Tom.

Tom nodded. "Sounds good."

"I had an idea," Harry said to me. "If I end up with any fine-looking girls, I can have their photos taken and send Tom back to you with the photos. You can draw from them."

I grinned. That was exciting. Harry might be leaving, but we were still in business together.

"Thank you, Harry."

"You are going to be the wealthiest young man in town," Harry said to me.

I shook my head in amazement.

It was warm in the saloon. I took my coat and scarf off. Joe and Tom did the same. Then Tom walked into the kitchen.

One of the ladies walked over to us. It took me a moment to remember her name. It was Mavel. Tom came out of the kitchen carrying a jar as she joined us.

"Howdy, Mave," Tom said to her.

"Hi, Tom," she said. She seemed sad.

"I'm getting hitched," she said.

"What? Who ya marryin?" Tom asked.

"Johnny Arthur."

"Oh. Well, I shore hope he treats ya right," Tom said.

"Oh, he will. Or I'll cut his nuts off," she said. "Told him that, too."

Joe and Tom laughed.

"Oh, Mave," Harry said.

Mavel didn't seem happy about her upcoming marriage. I thought that was sad. Shouldn't she should be happy to be getting married? Of course, I knew nothing about her or him. Maybe she was sad about the saloon closing, although that didn't seem likely. Pa told me that very few women choose that profession unless they had no better options. Mavel walked away from us.

Tom showed me what was in the jar. It was bacon grease. He winked at me. Did it mean he wanted to fuck me? I thought it probably did.

"Think I'll go upstairs," he said. "You wanna come?"

"Sure."

Tom, Joe, and I walked up the stairs. No one was in the hallway and all the doors were closed. Tom opened one of the doors and we walked into a room. When Tom shut the door, I felt his crotch.

"I'm gonna fuck ya, Daryl," Tom whispered in my ear.

I grinned and nodded.

"Don't fergit ta shoot in his mouth," Joe said.

"Now how the hell can I fergit that? Ya done told me a half-dozen times that all ma milk goes into the boy's mouth," Tom said to his brother. "Ya think that's sumthin a man is likely ta fergit?"

I laughed. I guessed it wasn't.

"Strip, Daryl. You too, Joe. I want ta see him nursing on yer pecker while I's plowin him. And don't fergit ta shoot in his mouth."

Joe laughed.

I watched Joe and Tom while I pulled off my clothes. When we were naked, I knelt in front of Tom. Joe knelt next to me. Joe used his hand to bring my head to his brother's pecker. I didn't need the help. I had every intention of getting Tom's pretty pecker in my mouth. I licked the underside from the bottom to the top. Then I swallowed the end and started sucking. Tom grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth. I reached down and found Joe's erection. I began stroking it, while I sucked Tom. After a bit, I pulled off and offered his big brother's wet hardon to Joe. Joe and I passed it back and forth until Tom pulled me up onto my feet. He had me lie on my back on the bed and pull my legs up. Tom greased up my hole while Joe greased up Tom's cock. Tom had me rest my feet on his shoulders while he pushed inside me. I suppressed a groan. To my surprise, Tom and Joe kissed. Even in the dim light inside the room, I could tell Tom's tongue was in Joe's mouth. I wished I could draw what I was seeing. It was so exciting to me, my pecker was bouncing around on its own. I reached out and stroked Joe's pecker, while they kissed. Tom pulled away, first.

"Whooeee! I been wantin that fer a long time!" Joe said to his brother.

Tom grinned. "I know."

I ran my hands over Tom's arms, shoulders, and chest.

"Nobody in tha whole damn world wants me bad as you two," Tom said.

Joe and I nodded.

"I love seein ya look at me," Tom said to me. "Yer eyes get wide, ya lick yer lips, and I knows yer pecker gets stiff."

I nodded.

"Ready, son?"

I nodded.

To my surprise, Tom lowered himself on me. He kissed me, passionately. I wrapped my arms around him while we kissed. I had his pecker inside me and his tongue in my mouth. His mouth tasted of tobacco. While I sucked on Tom's tongue, I remembered the first time I saw him, in front of Harry's saloon. He was so handsome, so sexy. And now he was my lover. I wrapped my legs around Tom's waist. I felt Joe moving on the bed. Then Tom pulled away from the kiss and groaned.

"My little brother is licking ma asshole," Tom said. His eyes rolled back in his head, as he groaned.

I decided Joe loved Tom more than me, because I didn't want to do that to him. But Joe was his brother, so it made sense to me. Tom began to thrust into me. Joe moved next to the bed and pressed his pecker to my mouth. I began sucking it.

"Don fergit ta shoot in his mouth," Tom said to Joe.

Joe laughed. "I's sposed ta say that ta you!" Joe said.

"Wanted ta beat ya to it," Tom said.

I was a very happy man, just then. I had the peckers of two very handsome men inside me. I grabbed my bone and stroked it. On only the second or third stroke, I shot my bolt. Joe pulled his pecker out of my mouth and began licking my milk off me clean.

"You just made me little brother happy," Tom said, grinning at me.

"You're making him pretty damn happy, too," I said.

Joe lifted his head and laughed.

"Damn, right!" Joe said.

"Tight, ain't he?" Joe asked Tom.

"Tight as you use ta be. Mebbe ya still is. Is ya gonna let me fuck ya. We's livin together, agin."

I could see Joe was giving it some thought. He'd told me he didn't want to get fucked anymore, but maybe he would let his brother do it. After all, he was in love with him.

"Don know. Mebbe." Joe looked at me. "That bother ya, iffin I did?"

"No. I would love to draw the two of you like that," I said. "I'll call the picture 'brotherly love'."

"Damn, Joey! We gots ta do it!" Tom said.

Joe looked eager, too. "OK, big brother."

Tom had stopped thrusting. He began fucking me, again.

"That got me thinkin," Tom said. "You could sell drawins a men fuckin women. Mebbe make a lot a money. Want ta talk ta Harry bout it?"

"Or Ben," I said.

Joe nodded his head.

"Yeah. Nastier, the better. And ole Ben'd love to get hisself drawed fuckin," Tom said.

"He'd love getting drawed doin anythin," Joe said. "Likes puttin on a show."

Tom laughed, nodding.

Joe pushed his pecker in my mouth.

Suddenly, it got noisy outside the room. There were loud voices and something heavy sounded like it was getting dragged on the floor.

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