Drawn West

By Jim002

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Eighteen

I kept the bread down. By dinner time, I felt fine, except for my butt. We sat down for dinner.

"Ow!" I said.

"Let me get something to sit on," Pa said.

He brought a pillow and put it on my chair. It helped.

I was amazed at all the food. Some of it was left from Christmas dinner, but the ladies had cooked more, too. There were hot, buttered biscuits and bread. Rafe sat next to me. I placed my left hand on Rafe's crotch. He grinned at me. I felt him stiffen.

"Are you feelin his pecker?" Tom asked me.

Pa chuckled when he saw my arm was stretched.

"No. I'm just hanging onto it to make sure it doesn't get away from me," I said.

They all laughed.

"He done caught the wild thang," Joe said.

We laughed.

"Don't ya know he loves ya?" Rafe asked me.

"I love him. I'd kiss him if I could."

They laughed.

"Who says ya cain't!"

"You must be feeling better! Well, eat first, kiss later," Pa said.

There was a knock on the door.

"Who the hell cain that be?" Tom asked.

"Maybe the ladies," Rafe said.

Pa got up and walked over to the door. He opened it. The room got colder.

"Get the hell off my land!" Pa said.

I turned around, but the door kept me from seeing who it was. I guessed Jack. I was right.

"Let me speak ma say and then I'll not bother ya, agin."

Jack stepped into the room. He took off his hat.

"How ya be?" he asked me.

I shrugged.

"Please leave, Jack."

"I will. I want ta tell ya that I was, uh, well, fuckin yer boy before he passed out. He didn't want ta stop."

"Was he sober?" Pa asked.

"Well, uh, no, he wasn't."

Pa growled. He pushed Jack out of the house and slammed the door. I was very surprised by that.

"Idiot!" Pa said, as he sat back down. "Daryl! Under no circumstances are you to speak to Jack or Ben, unless I'm present."

I nodded.

"What about the Parkers?" I asked.

"From all the milk in ya, I'd say they fucked ya," Joe said.

"Probably more than once," Pa said.

I was confused. My pecker was stiff as it could be. I didn't wish they hadn't fucked me, I wished I'd been awake. I'd had sex with two Indians and I couldn't remember! But Lou was the one who gave me the mug of whiskey. Shouldn't I be maddest at him? I still hadn't told Pa that Lou gave me the drink. Pa got so mad at Jack and Ben, I was afraid to tell him. Or was I protecting him and his brother, so Pa would let me have sex with them? I sure didn't know.

"What's wrong, Daryl?" Pa asked.

"I wanted to have sex with the Parkers and I still do. I guess it's wrong, but my pecker doesn't know it."

Joe and Tom laughed.

"They does have a mind a their own!" Tom said. "They kin getcha in big trouble."

The others nodded.

"That is very true," Pa said. "My own pecker almost ruined my life. It ruined my marriage and I almost lost you at the same time." I sure hadn't thought of that. "Let's see how you feel about them tomorrow, when you can't sit down without it hurting."

I nodded. I was hurting right then, but I figured Pa was right. It would probably get worse before it got better.

"The thing that makes me maddest is that Jack and Ben didn't need to get you drunk," Pa said. "They didn't need to make you sick, and they didn't need to tear your ass open. They wanted to do those."

"That's the damn truth," Tom said.

Joe nodded. "Ben knowed ya liked im. He knowed ya'd suck him. Ah told im ya loves man cream much as me."

"Joe, I don't want you telling people things about Daryl. You may trust someone but that doesn't mean they won't repeat it when they're drunk," Pa said.

"Or when they wanna use it agin us," Rafe added. Pa nodded.

Joe rubbed his chin. I could see he hadn't thought of that.

"Yeah. I won't," Joe said, nodding.

Someone knocked on the door.

"What now?" Pa said, getting up.

Pa walked to the door and opened it. It got even colder in the room. It was going to make the food cold.

"Get the hell off my land!" Pa said to whoever it was.

"I'd like to speak to ya privately, Mr. Johnson," I heard Ben say.

"I have nothing to say to you," Pa said.

"Please hear me out," Ben said.

I heard Pa sigh. Then the door closed. I looked around the table. Everyone was trying to hear. But I guess Pa went outside, because he didn't come back, and we couldn't hear anything. Then the door opened, again, and Pa walked into the room.

"It's too damn cold!" he said.

Pa sat down.

"What'd he say?" Rafe asked.

"About what you'd expect. He apologized, said it wasn't anything he wouldn't do to his own family, and that Jack had done it to him. He wanted to give Daryl or me money to make up for it."

I looked at Pa. Pa expected that? I sure didn't.

"I'm sure glad you didn't shoot him," I said.

The others laughed, but I didn't mean it to be funny.

Pa sighed.

"Are you going to forgive him?" I asked.

Pa looked at me.

"Do you want me to?"

"I don't know. What he told you is true. Jack told me he got Ben drunk and fucked him and Ben told me he got Jack drunk and fucked him. I never doubted either one. I think he thinks it's normal."

"He do," Joe said. "That don't mean he wouldna been just as mad were it his boy."

Pa nodded his head.

"I'm still not letting Jack hunt on our land," Pa said.

I smiled. I felt a weight lifted off me that I wasn't aware was there. I asked myself if I still wanted to have sex with Ben. I decided I didn't. I had a feeling something else bad would happen.

I shivered. I was only wearing my longjohns.

"I better get dressed," I said.

"Eat. I'll get a blanket."

Pa got up and took a blanket from our bed. He put it around my waist and legs.

"Better?"

I nodded and continued eating.

"I heard Harry say he had a sister, a niece and nephews in Deadwood," I said to Tom.

"Yup. His sister's husband was killed a couple years ago. She teaches in the school, there. Some man is tryin ta get her to marry him. She don't like him none."

We talked about that until we were finished eating. Then we gave Missy some scraps. I laughed as I watched her lick the plate as clean as it had ever been.

I picked her up and carried her to the fire. I sat on the floor next to it and put her down in front of me.

Rafe squatted next to me. I smiled at him. He had a very serious expression on his face. Then I noticed his hardon in the leg of his trousers.

"I still want to kiss it," I said. I squeezed it and Rafe sighed. "We haven't spend much time together, today."

Rafe closed his eyes as I rubbed and squeezed his lump.

"I missed ya," he said.

Rafe stood and kicked off his boots. Then he unbuckled his belt. Pa, Joe, and Tom joined us.

"Why don't we all get undressed," Pa said.

"Fun time!" Tom said.

We all laughed.

"Can I undress all of you?" I asked.

Pa grinned.

"You can undress me, anytime, son."

The others all agreed.

As I started to unbutton Pa's shirt, I saw Joe kiss Tom. I wasn't surprised by that. But I was surprised that Tom responded. He wrapped his arms around his brother. I wondered whose tongue was in the other one's mouth. I groaned softly when I thought of their two stiff peckers rubbing against each other while they kissed. I groaned again when Tom began grinding his crotch against his brother. I could picture their stiff meat drooling in their trousers.

"Damn!" Rafe said, as he saw them.

"I agree!" Pa said, watching them.

I pulled Pa's shirt off and then pulled his boots off. I unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his trousers. I pulled them down and off him. I began unbuttoning his underwear, exposing the black hair on his chest and belly. I paused to run my fingers through it.

"You like all that hair," Rafe said.

"I do. Everything about Pa excites me," I said. "He's the manliest man I know."

Pa grinned.

"That be a cuz his pecker made ya," Joe said.

I looked at Pa's face and nodded. Pa bent down and thrust his tongue into my mouth. Pa wrapped his arms around me and we kissed.

"Hows I wish Pa hada kissed me like that," Joe said.

"That's why ya had a big brother," Tom said.

I smiled as Pa and I kissed.

"My pants is gettin soaked!" Rafe said.

Pa pulled away and grinned at me. I pulled his underwear down and he stepped out of it. I knelt in front of my father. His pecker was stiff and wet. I pulled the foreskin back and licked the head, tasting his manly juices. Pa groaned. Then he pulled me up and turned me towards Rafe. I looked at Rafe's face.

"You sure are handsome," I said to Rafe.

Rafe grinned, as I began unbuttoning his shirt.

"I love ya, baby boy."

"I love you, Rafe."

Next, I pulled off his boots. Rafe was in a hurry; he started helping. I didn't mind. Rafe is as hairy as Pa, but he's taller and lankier. As soon as his big pecker flopped out of his longjohns, I began sucking it.

"That's it, son. Do it just the way I taught you," Pa said. Rafe groaned.

"Damn!" I heard Tom say.

I wondered if Joe's father taught Joe how to do it. But I thought he probably didn't. Pa was a teacher, and Joe's pa was just a farmer.

I felt movement and heard a groan. I looked up and saw Pa was kissing Rafe. I went back to sucking. I felt for Pa's pecker and once I'd found it, I began stroking it.

"You mind if I take Brother Tom's pecker out, Daryl?"

I let Rafe slip out of my mouth. I turned around and looked. Joe hand his hand inside Tom's pants. Tom was grinning.

"No. Go ahead and get undressed, if you want. I'll undress you tomorrow."

I looked up. Pa and Rafe were still kissing. Pa had hold of Rafe's two nipples and was pulling on them. I licked the head of Rafe's pecker and got a moan out of him. Pa stopped kissing Rafe. He took a hold of Rafe's big pecker and began rubbing the big, wet thing all over my face.

"Damn!" Joe and Tom said at the same time. Pa and I laughed.

Pa kept on my rubbing my face. Rafe's pecker was leaking so much, soon my face was wet. Joe must have gotten undressed in a hurry. He knelt next to me. He was naked and his pecker was very stiff. I took it in my hand and stroked it.

"Ya want two mouths on yer pecker?" Joe asked Rafe.

"I want to see that," Pa said.

"It's mighty fine! They done it ta me," Tom said.

Joe and I started licking the head. Rafe shuddered. Then Joe stuck his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues moved over each other, as well as over the end of Rafe's pecker.

"That is a sight I won't soon forget," Pa said.

"Feels real, real good," Rafe said.

"I bet it does."

"I ain't gonna last long," Rafe said. "Ya said ya wanted ta milk me inta your son's mouth."

I moaned at the thought.

"Damn! I'm livin with a bunch a nasty men!" Tom said. "But I ain't complainin."

They laughed.

Pa took Rafe's shaft in his hand.

"Just hold your mouth open, son," Pa said.

Joe and I pulled away from Rafe's pecker. I opened my mouth.

"Yeah, Rafe. Our boy needs yer milk," Joe said. He began tugging on Rafe's balls, milking them, I thought.

Rafe chuckled as Pa began stroking him.

"You gonna milk all of us," Joe asked Pa.

"I'd like to. Not all the time.

"Fine with me," Joe said. "Don't know bout Tom, though."

"I'd like it more if Daryl sucks me," Tom said. "Hope it don't bother ya none, but I only want uh, sex with Daryl and Joe."

"That's fine, Tom," Pa said.

"Yeah," Rafe said. "Oh, yeah!" Rafe said, groaning.

Hot, thick man milk shot into my mouth, while Rafe moaned. I looked up at Rafe's face. His eyes were closed and he had a sweet smile on his handsome face. Pa stroked him, I sucked, and Joe pulled on his nuts. I began gulping down what was becoming my favorite food—or maybe drink. All these men wanted to give it to me. They loved me, except for maybe Tom. And maybe he did, in a way. We could make each other very happy. I wanted to make all of them happy. We were a family. I didn't need Ben, Jack, or the Parker brothers. I couldn't imagine a better world than the one we were in.

Joe and I sucked Tom together, while Pa rubbed Tom's chest and pulled on his nipples. Rafe tugged on Tom's balls. Tom moaned continuously. Tom fed me a lot of cream. Afterwards, he seemed stunned.

"I aint never thought of nothin like that and I aint never felt nothin near as good. I had no idear sex could be so good. There aint no way sex with any woman could beat that."

I looked at Joe and grinned. Joe hugged me.

Pa sat me on his lap and we kissed and caressed each other while gazing into each other's eyes. Pa asked Joe to stand next to us. He milked Joe into my mouth. When I got sleepy, Pa carried me to bed. He straddled me on the bed and Rafe milked him, while Joe sucked my pecker. I shot in Joe's mouth while Pa fed me his cream.

The next morning, I woke to the sound of scratching. I looked down and saw it was Missy. She was trying to tell me she needed to go outside. I smiled at my smart girl as I carefully got out of bed. I looked out the window. The sky was lightening. Just then, Rafe's rooster crowed. Pa was still sleeping. I dressed and left the bedroom. Tom was still asleep, but Joe was in the kitchen. I said good morning softly. Joe grinned at me.

"How do ya feel?" Joe asked me.

"Fine. How about you?"

"You ain't sore?"

I touched my backside.

"Just a little."

Joe nodded. "Good!"

I could see Joe's pecker had grown stiff. I rubbed it, earning a grin and a sigh out of Joe. Joe bent over and kissed me.

"Take Missy out and then milk me. My nuts is full."

I grinned and nodded.

I took Missy out. The sky was turning orange. The sun would be up in a few minutes.

I found myself thinking about Lou and Doug. I wished I'd had a chance to talk to them. I was curious about their lives. Did they stay in touch with their Indian relatives? Did they have sex with each other? I remembered kissing Lou. I wished the lights had been on, so I could have seen his pecker. Then I wondered why the lights had been off in the room. Was that Lou and Doug's idea? Were they shy? But one of them had put their hand on my butt in the bar. That didn't sound shy. Jack and Ben definitely weren't shy. Had someone else been in there with us? Who all had fucked me?

To my surprise, Pa came out of the house. He smiled at me.

"Joe said you feel better," Pa said.

"I do. I feel fine."

"I'm very relieved," Pa said.

"I wish I'd had a chance to talk to Doug and Lou. I wonder what their lives have been like," I said.

Pa was silent for a moment. Then he sighed.

"You can speak to them, Daryl. I'm mostly mad at Jack and Ben. They seem to think getting people drunk enough to pass out and then fucking them, is normal." Pa was silent for a moment. "Do you want to have sex with Doug and Lou?"

"Maybe...yes. But I know it would be a bad idea. I need to try to keep Rafe and Tom happy."

Pa grinned at me.

"Just those two?" he asked. "Joe and I..."

"Oh, Pa. You know I want you to be happy. Joe, too. I love you and want you so much. If it was just the two of us, I'd be so very happy."

Pa bent down and kissed me. I sucked on his tongue, briefly. He pulled away.

"You're mine, boy. You belong to me," he said, in a rough voice. I nodded my head, smiling at him. I squeezed the stiffness in his crotch. Pa let out a satisfied sigh. Then he slightly shook his head.

"What is it, Pa?"

Pa sighed.

"I was remembering Jack telling me I was his kind of man."

"Are you wondering if you should be ashamed of that?" I asked.

Pa shrugged.

"You are perfect, Pa. I wouldn't want you as much, if you changed."

Pa chuckled. "We can't have that!"

"Daryl, I hope you can get to the point where you can have sex with a man without falling in love with him. If you want to have sex with Doug and Lou, I think you should. Having sex is not the problem..."

I nodded.

"Or maybe it's OK if you are in love with them, as long as they just don't move in with us," Pa said.

We went into the house. Rafe was up. Rafe was naked and making coffee in the kitchen. I looked at his backside. He was a handsome man from all directions. He turned to grin at me. I watched his pecker stiffen. I bent over and kissed it. Rafe moaned. Joe kissed me. I groaned as we kissed. Rafe pressed his body against my back. I groaned even louder. I guess we woke Tom up.

"What the hell are you all doin up so god-fired early?" Tom called out from bed. "The sun's barely up!"

I guessed he was used to sleeping later. Then I realized saloon hours were a lot different from farmer hours.

"We want ta have sex," Joe answered him. "Just go back to sleep."

I got down on my knees and took Joe's stiff pecker into my mouth. Joe sighed. As I began sucking him, Pa wrapped his hands around Joe's balls. Joe groaned. I looked up, half-expecting to see Joe kissing Pa or Rafe. But he was looking lustfully at me.

After a couple of minutes, Pa said, "Feed him Joe. Make our boy grow up big and strong."

Joe groaned.

"After Joe feeds you, I want you to nurse on that prime piece of meat between Rafe's legs," Pa said to me.

Joe groaned as hot cream shot into my mouth. I swallowed several times.

"I want to see how Daryl's ass looks," Rafe said.

Pa nodded.

I stood up.

Pa unfastened my pants and pulled them down. I bent over the table in the kitchen. I groaned as several men pulled my cheeks apart.

"Does that hurt?" Pa asked.

"No. I like having all your hands on me."

They chuckled.

Pa, Joe, and Rafe looked at my hole.

"It's swollen, but looks fine, otherwise," Pa said.

"It's gonna stay swole, with the four of us fuckin it," Joe said. "Mine did, n'I was his age."

"Did your pa and Tom fuck you every day?" Pa asked.

"Oh, yeah. Coup'la times," Joe said.

Pa nodded.

"Did it ever get sore?" I asked Joe.

"Na," Joe said.

"Yup, it did," Tom called out from the other room. He walked into the kitchen, naked and erect. He yawned and stretched. I groaned and Tom laughed. "Boy, you sure know how to make a feller feel good about hisself! Ya got all this nekkid manflesh around ya and yer groanin at me!

"Joey, Pa n me had to be careful not to be too rough. We was too enthusiastic, sometimes. Specially when you begged us for it. We made ya bleed a few times," Tom said to his brother.

"I don't member that," Joe said.

"That's cuz we fucked you about a million times when ya didn't!" Tom said.

I chuckled. So did Pa.

"To be honest, I have no idea how much fucking Daryl's backside can take," Pa said. "Eventually, I think Daryl might want to let Doug and Lou fuck him, too." Pa looked at me and laughed. "And by eventually, I mean, as soon as possible."

They laughed. I was a little embarrassed.

"We'll keep a close eye on it," Rafe said. "Durin and after every fuck."

"Yup, we shore will," Joe said.

"How much could Manuel take?" I asked.

"He never had that many customers," Tom said. Rafe nodded. "A busy night for him was one."

There was a knock on the door.

"Shit! Them girls here already?" Tom asked. "Don't nobody but me sleep?"

I laughed.

"It's too early for the girls," Pa said.

He walked over to the door.

"Who is it?"

"It's me, Ben Davis."

"Get the hell away from here!" Pa yelled.

"Please, Alan. I need to talk to Tom."

Pa rolled his eyes and pointed to Tom.

"Can I let him in, or does I need to dress and go out to im?" Tom asked Pa.

"Alan, I was worried you'd be mad because I didn't let you watch!" Ben called out.

"What?" Pa asked.

"You told Jack you wanted to watch him with Daryl. That's what worried me. You not gettin ta watch. I knew none of us was going to hurt Daryl none. We all like your boy. We like you. We knew he wanted to have sex with all of us. He told us that! He tried to pull Lou's pecker out in the bar! You know that ain't safe! So we went upstairs. Yeah, he got drunk, but he told us you let him drink whiskey, as much as he wanted! If I'da known ya didn't want him to drink, I wouldna let him. I swear."

Pa groaned and put his face in his hands.

"I went lookin for ya down in the bar, to take ya to him, but couldn't find ya. Doug had been talkin about nibbling on Daryl's boypussy with his teeth. Said Daryl would love it, but I got ta worryin bout that and ran back upstairs. Sure nough, Doug was doin that, but Daryl did love it. Daryl reached for ma pecker, I forgot bout getting you ta watch."

Pa shook his head and opened the door.

"Come on in, Ben," Pa said.

Ben held his hat in his hand.

"Thank ya. How is ya, Daryl?" Ben asked.

"I'm OK, Ben."

"Son, I never wanted ya to get hurt. Sex is fun. I wanted ya to have fun. I wanted to have fun with ya," Ben said to me.

"I believe you, Ben."

Ben smiled.

"Will ya forgive me?" Ben asked Pa.

"The way you put it, it's as much my fault. I did let him drink too much. But Daryl is too young to be sure what is safe, where is safe, and who is safe."

Ben nodded.

"That there's true."

"Daryl, for now, you need one of us with you whenever you have sex. When we aren't with you, you can only have one drink per hour. Do you realize you could have got us all lynched, if the wrong person saw you playing with Lou or Doug's pecker in the bar?"

"I'm sorry, Pa."

"I know."

"Hell, being Indians, they might string Lou and Doug up, right there in the bar," Pa said. "No one would object."

I put my face in my hands.

"And nothing loosens a tongue like alcohol," Pa said. "Who knows what you might say? I've told you before. What we treat as normal, most people would think was reason to kill us. Alcohol makes you forget things like that. Life and death things like that."

I sighed and nodded.

"Can Daryl still draw ma girls?" Ben asked Pa.

"Yes."

"And I'm sorry about this Ben, but you can't have sex with Daryl unless I'm present."

Ben grinned. Then he laughed.

"Ma brother Jack n me will love it ten times as much, if you's watchin. While we was upstairs, I wanted you there! We wasn't tryin to sneak anything over ya."

Pa sighed.

"Your Uncle Jack told me his balls was workin twice as hard, knowin he had a little one to feed," Ben said to me. Pa and I both groaned. "Told me he could feel em workin. I swear, his heart seems broke, now."

Pa sighed, again.

"And Jack thinks you is the world's best father," Ben said to Pa.

Pa laughed and shook his head.

"Do you want to suck the man cream out of Jack?" Pa asked me.

"I sure do, Pa."

"Brother Jack wants to feed Daryl three times a day," Ben said.

"Can he do that at his age?" Pa asked.

"Lordy! Never say nothin like that to Jack! But yeah. Jack can shoot his bolt four times, easy. So can I. Course, iffin we was fuckin wives or whores, then hell no. But for nasty, perverted sex, our peckers stay stiff."

"I know what you mean," Pa said. "Four times in a day with Daryl is simple. Four times with my wife would have been physically impossible for me."

Ben nodded.

I grinned at Pa.

"Tom, now that I got more girls, I need help with em. Will you help me out? It doesn't have to be full-time. Maybe a few hours a day? Even a couple a hours'd help," Ben said.

I looked at Joe. His mouth was open. I watched him grow furious.

"Are we talkin bout Ann, dear Ann?" Tom asked, grinning.

Ben looked like he didn't want to admit it.

"I don't want to work at the Bone," Tom said. Joe looked very relieved. "I don't wanna be a farmer, much, either. Hell! I don't know what I want to do. But I'm tired of arguin with whores, especially that bitch."

"What about if we just used Ann for a model?" I said. "If I start drawing sex pictures, they can be of men fucking her, or her sucking cock."

Tom burst out laughing.

"Oh, lordy! She'd bite it off. She probly wishes her cunt had teeth," Tom said.

"Well, anyway, I'll make her face look like she loves it, if I can ever see her smile once."

Tom laughed.

"You'll never see it, Daryl! I ain't. But you make her look real happy while peckers is in her ass and pussy at the same time. I cain't wait ta see her face when you show her the drawin. She'll be purple."

"I don't like that idea, at all. Ann could leave town and tell people about Daryl," Pa said.

"She could do that now," Tom said.

I started to worry. Then I remembered that she had.

"She already did, Pa," I said. "It doesn't look like anyone paid attention to her."

"They didn't," Ben said. "Alan, once ya meet her, you'll understand."

"People assume she's a lyin bitch who'll say anything at all to get even with anybody she don't like, because that's...how she is," Tom said. "Folks who hate whores hate her. Men who like whores hate her, cuz she hates them."

Pa shook his head.

"And everyone else likes Daryl," Ben said.

Tom nodded.

"There aint a soul in the world likes Ann. And that is her fault. Men fall in love with her, easy. Two of Harry's girls said they'd miss Daryl," Tom said. "An they just met Daryl."

I was surprised and happy about that. I tried to be nice to them. They noticed. I promised three to do nice drawings of them. I had forgotten all about that. I wondered if it was too late. I wasn't sure which ones had gone to work for Ben. I sure hoped it was the three I'd promised.

"I like the idea of using Ann for the drawings. If I can't make money off her pussy, maybe I can make some that way. Her only two customers last night left after only a couple minutes. Her tongue wilted their peckers."

Tom laughed.

"That's our Ann!"

"I want you to draw some of me fucking her," Ben said to me. "Alan, I may need to be a little rough with her. Will it bother you if Daryl sees some of that?"

Pa frowned.

"I'm sorry. He's not drawing any rape scenes. And he's not watching any rapes."

"It ain't rape, if she can quit," Ben said.

I could see Pa didn't agree with that.

"Why doesn't she just marry someone and stop being a whore? She hates it," I said.

"She hates men," Tom said.

"Does she like girls?" Pa asked.

"No. She hates them, too," Ben said.

Pa laughed.

"She sounds lovely..." Pa said.

"She is lovely," I said. "But only on the outside."

"Truer words never been spoke," Tom said.

"Alan, there was a struggle with Ann when Daryl drew her the first time," Tom said. "There's gonna be a struggle ever time he draws her, no matter how he draws her. If he drew her in church, she'd still call him a disgusting pervert. But Harry, and now Ben is paying all her living expenses. She's got obligations."

Ben nodded.

"Nobody's makin her stay at the Golden Bone," Ben said. "She asked me for a job before Harry closed his place. If she don't want to be a whore, she can quit. But if she is a whore, she has to spread her legs. I'm fine with slapping her until she spreads them or quits and stops spending my money. Her choice. It ain't rape. It's her job."

Pa sighed.

"If you met her, you'd want a chance to slap her," I said.

Pa laughed. "That's not the point!

"Ben, you can do whatever you want in your bar. But Daryl starts drawing after the slapping stops," Pa said. "Daryl's never seen a man and a woman together. I don't want him to think it's normally a violent act."

"Pa, are you joking? Do you think I think Ann is normal? Do you think I think all women do it for money?" I asked. "On your honeymoon, you go upstairs, put some money on the table, and then fuck your bride?"

Pa sighed.

"Daryl, it's not easy to be a father when you are a pervert."

Everyone laughed.

"But it's a heck of a lot more fun, aint it, Alan?" Ben asked.

Pa looked a little embarrassed.

"It's been one day and you is goin back ta women!" Joe said to Tom. He was furious and I hadn't noticed.

"Calm down, Joey. I aint fuckin them. Ben don't need no help fuckin."

Ben laughed.

"That's true, Joe," Ben said. "One of Harry's girls told me Tom was the only one who could make Ann halfway behave. And it wasn't by fucking her. I could do that. Ann she is going to behave or get thrown out into the street. I just didn't want to admit it was Ann making me ask for help."

"OK, Ben," Joe said.

The girls would be there before long. I looked at Pa. I licked my lips. I looked down his strong, hairy body to his pecker. I watched it grow stiff.

"Damn, how your boy wants you," Rafe said to Pa.

"Will you fuck me, Pa," I said.

"Hot damn!" Ben said. I laughed. "I don't think I ever heard those words together! Damned, if my pecker hasn't forgot how wore out it got last night!"

Pa chuckled.

I rested my cheek on the table and groaned as Pa smeared butter on my hole. I turned my head and looked at Rafe's pecker. The purple plum at the end of it called to me.

"I'm going in very slowly. You may not be ready for this," Pa said.

"Why you wearin clothes, Ben," Joe asked.

I heard the rustle of them, as Ben pulled them off.

I felt the head of his pecker at my hole. He pushed slowly inside.

"Stop!" I said.

Pa pulled out.

"It's too sore," I said.

"Daryl, I am so sorry," Ben said.

"I was afraid it would be," Pa said to me. "We'll try again tomorrow, if you want."

I laughed.

"Do you think really think it's possible I'll stop...wanting?" I asked Pa, grinning.

Pa grinned at me.

"I certainly hope not, son."

"Well, like I told ya, I did," Joe said. "I mean I stopped wantin...ta get fucked."

"Now why would you want to put idears like that in the boy's head?" Tom asked his brother.

Pa and Rafe laughed.

"I jus meant it could happen!" Joe said.

"I'm sorry, Joe. I know you want to convince me to stop letting all of you fuck me..." I said.

I burst out laughing at the expression on Joe's face.

"I'm not serious. I don't think I'll change. I want to fuck one of you about as much as I want to fuck Ann," I said.

"Oh, lordy! He'll never stop wantin it!" Tom said, laughing.

Pa laughed. "Thank god!"

I stood up and turned around. I hugged Pa.

"I am sorry, Alan," Ben said.

"It's OK, Ben. I've been thinking that getting people drunk and laid is your job. You were just doing what you do."

Ben nodded.

"I knew you shoulda been there," Ben said.

"Next time, I will," Pa said. "But we've all fucked Daryl and he hasn't been this sore. What exactly happened? I want to think it was too rough, but there wasn't a lot of blood. What was that about Doug teething Daryl's cunt?" Pa asked Ben. "Could that be why he is still in pain?"

"I don't think so," Ben said. "There wasn't no biting. Doug was makin slurpin noises and rubbing his face all over Daryl's cunt." Pa groaned. "Maybe it's whisker burns down there that's makin him sore. " Pa's eyebrows went up. "When Daryl aint sore no more, let Doug show you, or teach you. Daryl sure loved it. Daryl was rolling around beggin for more," Ben said.

Pa grinned. "I love when my boy does that."

"Doug learned how to eat boy pussy from a army doctor, who loves doin it. The doctor taught him to first pour whiskey on the boy or man cunt. He said that keeps ya from gettin sick."

"That's great to know!" Pa said.

I nodded my head.

"I hope you like whiskey on your butt," I said to Pa, who grinned.

"You gonna lick your Pa's shitter?" Ben asked, shocked.

"He loves doing it," Pa said.

"Fuck! I gotta tell Jack!" Ben said.

"I want to have a long talk with Doug," Pa said.

"Doug'n Lou has lots of hot man sex stories from when they was in the army. There aint enough women for us. Imagine how it is a hundred, hundred-fifty miles to the west with just soldiers and Injuns. Near half the men in his regiment had shaved assholes, because him and the doc liked to eat smooth asses. The men, who the doc made sure was half-drunk, liked stroking themselves while getting their asses eaten. Lou was one of them getting eaten. Doug just loves eatin Lou's ass. He can make his brother shoot, and he does, just by eatin his ass."

I couldn't believe it. I looked at Pa, who seemed amazed, too. Pa's pecker was very stiff, too. Veins bulged on the outside.

"That is not how I pictured army life," Pa said.

"I know! It sounds great!" I said.

Everyone laughed.

"You want to eat some soldier ass, Daryl?" Ben asked me.

I grinned and nodded. Then I frowned. "But all that man cream was wasted on the floor," I said.

"Just what ah was thinkin," Joe said, shaking his head.

"Do you wish those young studs had milked their meat into your mouth, son?" Pa asked.

"Hell, yeah!" I said.

"No cursing, Daryl," Pa said. "You know I don't tolerate that."

The others laughed. Ben laughed loudest.

"Am real glad that's all ya don 'tolerate', Alan," Joe said.

We laughed.

"Anyway, when a soldier was drunk enough to let the others fuck him, when they'd finished, Doug would pour whiskey inside their asses, then him and the doc'd eat the milk out of their asses," Ben said.

My mouth fell open.

"The only thing the doc liked better'n eatin soldier ass, was eatin soldier ass full of man milk'n whiskey."

I shook my head in amazement

"You can get a man drunk that way. Whiskey in the shitter," Ben said.

"I did not know that," Pa said. "Doug and the doc would be drunk, too, from drinking man cream and whiskey cocktails."

They laughed. Ben and Tom slapped their thighs.

Ben nodded.

"Soldiers'd wake up with sore assholes and whisker burns on their butt cheeks. Doc would give em a bottle of whiskey and send em to bed. Then doc would eat their ass to sooth the burn."

We all laughed.

"What was the fort captain doing during all this?" Pa asked.

"Doug said he passed out drunk afore seven ever evenin," Ben said.

"Doug is my hero," I said.

Pa laughed so hard, I thought he'd get sick.

"I thought I was," he said, finally.

"I was kidding! You are!" I said.

Pa kissed me, slowly and passionately.

"Hooey!" Rafe said.

"Supply master told the captain their fort used five or six times the whiskey of most forts. Captain thought he was talkin bout him, had the man busted," Ben said.

Pa shook his head, grinning.

"It's a damn good thing the Injuns didn't attack!" Rafe said.

"Doug'n Lou is some special kind of Injuns. Injuns think theys got two spirits or sumpin," Ben said. "Doug said the wild Injuns thought they was keepin the soldiers from leavin the fort."

Pa laughed. "They were!"

Ben nodded, grinning.

"Damn! Jack is going to be sorry he missed this!" Ben said.

"I cain't believe all them men wouldn't sit still for man sex," Tom said. "Some of em'd shoot the ones doin it."

Ben nodded. "Doug and Lou both said the doc could convince a bird to crawl into a cat's mouth. And doc had been working on these men since they'd joined up. The doc looked at these men as his hareem. Their asses belonged to him." I shook my head in amazement. "Lou told me he heard the doc tell one man it was his fear that made him hate man sex. That man sex weren't any more unnatural than wearing clothes, which the Bible says made God very unhappy in the Garden." Pa and I laughed. "'You going to stop wearing clothes?' he asked him. He convinced the man he was a coward and the only way to prove his bravery was to let the doc fuck him in the ass." We laughed some more. "That soldier was so proud of hisself, and drunk, when his swollen man cunt was full of ten men's milk and whiskey. He took right to getting his ass eaten." We all laughed. "From then on, it belonged to the doc."

Ben winked at me. "See why I'm so fond of Doug and Lou? I love that story. That kind of perversion warms my soul."

We all laughed while Ben grinned.

"A whole fort full of perverts," Pa said. Ben nodded.

"The girls is gonna be here real soon," Rafe said.

I took Rafe's hand and walked to the bedroom.

"What is it, Daryl?" he asked me.

"I wanted to hug you and kiss you and suck you, if we have time."

Rafe grinned. He hugged me.

I kissed his chest.

"You make me so happy, baby."

"You make me happy. It's perfect."

"It is. I never thought this was possible, but you really do make me glad I never found Roy. Bein with you is better, much better. It would have just been him and me. Here, I got you, and a family. I wasn't so sure about having Joe and Tom, but we's safer in a big group. And watching you and Joe work over Tom makes my pecker real hard. I talked to Jack, yesterday. He told me if anyone comes on our land to make trouble, shoot em."

I laughed.

"Jack says that a lot!"

"But nobody will make a fuss about it. Nobody made a fuss when the man that owned this land shot the Injun and nobody made a fuss when the Injuns got even."

I sat on the bed and pulled Rafe close. I took his big pecker into my mouth and began to suck. Pa walked into the room. He stood behind Rafe. He ran his hands over Rafe's torso. Rafe sighed. Pa pulled on Rafe's nipples.

"How does my boy's mouth feel on you?"

"I won't last long."

"Good. Don't make him wait. Feed my boy, Rafe. Please feed him."

Rafe cursed as his hot milk shot into my mouth. I stroked Rafe's balls with my fingertips while he emptied them. He slowly pulled his pecker out of my mouth.

"Damn, it's beautiful, Rafe!" I said.

Rafe chuckled, breathlessly.

"Lick that cream off the side," Pa said. I licked it up. Rafe's heavy pecker bounced.

"Hey! I hear the girls outside," Joe called.

Rafe ran out of the room.

"I want to eat your ass, Pa." He grinned. "You pretend to be a soldier." Pa chuckled. "I guess I can only eat one ass an hour," I said, joking.

"I said if we weren't with you. You can drink more whiskey and eat more ass when we are."

"Oh, good."

There was a pounding on the door. It was the girls.

"Just a minute, ladies," I heard Ben say.

"That you, Ben? You is up early!" Flora said.

"Had to talk to Tom. And no. Not early. I haven't been to bed, yet," Ben said.

"Damn!" I said.

Pa nodded.

We got dressed in a hurry.

"We really shouldn't keep them waiting in the cold each morning," Pa said.

I nodded.

When we were dressed, Pa took my hand.

"I love you," he said.

I smiled. "I love you more. Your pecker is bigger."

Pa laughed.

Ben was dressed. Rafe, Joe, and Tom were in the second bedroom, with the door closed. Pa opened the front door.

"I'm sorry to make you wait," Pa said.

"We know you boys want to make yourselves presentable," Annabelle said.

Flora winked at me.

"The oven is hot," Pa said.

"Great! Breakfast is in thirty minutes, then," Flora said.

They went into the kitchen. There were things on the porch, food and things for cleaning. I carried them inside and shut the door.

"I'm going to be leaving. Daryl, if you are going to draw today, can you come in about two?" Ben asked.

I looked at Pa.

"That's fine. I'm coming in with him. I want to meet Rosie and her kids," Pa said.

Ben grinned and rubbed his hands together. "Wonderful! You'll like Rosie. Everyone does, me included. That's why I want to help her."

"Can I tell Jack he can come by?" Ben asked Pa.

"Sure."

Ben grinned.

Ben said goodbye to Flora and Annabelle and left.

Tom and Joe came out of the bedroom.

"What are you going to do about Ben's offer?" Pa asked Tom.

"I'm not committing to anything, but I'll see if I can help. I'll go by. Joey's coming with me to make sure my dick don't get lost."

I laughed.

"Maybe Ann would enjoy watching you fuck me while I draw Ben fucking her," I whispered.

Tom laughed.

"That's there's a good idear," Joe said.

"I thought you'd like it," Tom said.

"And I'd like it best of all!" I said.

Tom winked at me.

"I'm gonna feed the animals," Rafe said. "Shoulda already done it."

"Why don't you help him, so he won't be late for breakfast," Pa said to me.

I nodded.

We left the house. Missy came with us. Rafe fed the chickens while I put hay out for the horses. I uncovered and broke the ice on their trough. There was more ice than water. I went to the well for more water. I heard cracking branches.

"Morning, Jack!" I said.

He walked up to me.

"Your pa still hate me?"

"Nope."

Jack grinned.

"Would you mind feeding me some cream later?" I asked him.

He groaned. "There's nothing I want to do more."

He took my hand and put it on his crotch. I rubbed and squeezed his erection.

"Your father is a good, good man," he said, throwing his head back.

I laughed. "Yes, he is."

I remembered breakfast was almost ready. I let go of his pecker and pulled the bucket up.

"We are about to have breakfast. Do you want to join us?" I asked him.

"Done et already. You want my cream with your breakfast?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

I laughed.

"I do! And Pa would be grateful to you for giving it to me." Jack moaned.

"If only there was more men like your pa."

I laughed.

"But Flora and Annabelle would probably get upset," I said.

"Annabelle would drop dead from shock. I aint sure Flora wouldn't enjoy watching. She told me she likes to do and see everthin once. She even did it with a man once."

I was surprised Flora had been so open with Jack. But she'd probably known him her whole life.

"So she definitely does like girls," I said. "Does she and Annabelle..."

"Ben thinks so. I doubt it. Not because Flora don't want to. But I cain't see little miss Annabelle letting anyone in her drawers, specially not a woman. No matter how much she owes her."

"That's a shame," I said.

"I never asked, because nobody likes prying, specially Flora."

I nodded.

"Do you think Annabelle knows how Flora feels about her?"

"I'm sure she knows Flora loves her. She probably suspects theys more to it, but doesn't want to know. The prim and proper is like that."

"Hey, Daryl! Where's the water?" Rafe called from the barn.

I grinned. I carried the bucket to the barn.

"Sorry. I got—"

"Oh, hey, Jack," Rafe said.

I poured the water in the trough and pulled out some of the ice. The horses drank. I ran to the well to get another bucket for the chickens. I liked having the well so close to the barn. We had a pump in the house, so we didn't have to carry water from the well.

Rafe and I went inside the house. Jack planned to stop by later.

"Breakfast is ready!" Flora called, as we took off our coats.

I put Missy in the bedroom and closed the door.

We went into the kitchen and sat.

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