Date: Mon, 26 Nov 2007 11:51:35 -0600 From: twocatmen Subject: Drew Series, 10 DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit acts of boys discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic writing about sex between underage boys and adult males. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal use, but if you wish to re-post it at your own site, please contact the author for permission. If it is illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the subject matter distasteful or offensive, then please leave now. Copyright 2007 Twocatmen, All Rights Reserved. Jesse was pretty self conscious at first bein' naked and all outside for the first time, but it didn't take him long to loosen up some. When we got down to the creek, Bud showed him the shallow places upstream, and then we all headed down to our swimmin' hole downstream. We splashed and played around in the cool water for a bit, and then Jesse sat down in a shady shallow spot, where he could lean back against some rocks. Bud and me sat on either side of him, and we were all quiet for a bit. Breakin' the silence, Bud asked Jesse, "Do you think you'll miss Little Rock?" Jesse thought for a minute, and then replied, "I'll miss some things, but definitely not Momma and my sisters." Over the next hour or so, Jesse opened up to us and told us about how horrible his life had been growin' up. After bein' held back in the third grade, his sisters taunted him constantly about bein' stupid and called him a retard. He broke down and cried when he told us his mother had blamed him for everythin' she thought was wrong in her life. She even told him he was a mistake. From what I could piece together, Cathy Jo got pregnant with him after Uncle Jack threatened to divorce her. She wanted another girl, and even had the name Jessica picked out, but got Jesse instead. His Momma was even physically abusive to him when he was little, always slappin' him around, and sometimes leavin' bruises. Uncle Jack tried to protect him as best he could, but he was gone to work a lot. When he was home, he and that bitch Cathy Jo were goin' at each other. It all sounded like a horrible mess. Bud and me just listened mostly, and hugged Jesse when he would start cryin'. After Jesse finished up Bud spoke up, "That's all done with now, Jesse. Things are gonna be better now that you're here. Drew and me'll be like your brothers." Jesse had big tears in his eyes when he asked, "You mean that?" "Damn straight," Bud replied. We all hugged again. Then Bud asked Jesse, "Didn't you have no friends at all in school or anythin'?" "I had a real good friend named Mark," Jesse replied. "He got transferred to my school in the fourth grade, and we just hit it off right away. His Momma was in prison for somethin' to do with drugs, and he got taken away and had to live with a foster family that lived just a couple of blocks away from us." I asked, "Didn't he have no daddy?" "He didn't ever know who is Daddy was," Jesse responded. "His momma was a white woman, but Mark is part black. He's light skinned, and has kind of nappy hair he keeps cropped real short. He's even taller than me, but real skinny." Jesse seemed reluctant at first to go on, but then said, "I'd been talkin' about him so much, Daddy said he wanted to meet him. It was right after we'd started hangin' out a lot, and I brought him over for supper." Jesse hesitated, and you could tell this was a painful memory. "Daddy and Mark hit it off real good, and we all talked and were havin' a good time. Then Momma came home and was in one of her moods. She'd been out shoppin' all day or somethin' and told Daddy she weren't cookin' that night. She knew I was bringin' Mark home too. She just kept starin' at him all big eyed, so I took him upstairs to show him my room. Momma and Daddy started yellin' at each other like usual. I tried to get some music on playin' loud to drown `em out, but then we both heard Momma yell out that she weren't havin' no niggers in her house." "Shit," Bud exclaimed. "What happened then?" "Well, I told Mark how sorry I was and all," Jesse continued. "We heard the door slam and Momma drove off. Daddy came up and knocked on my door. He asked if we wanted to out and get some pizza or somethin', but Mark said he had to get home. I just felt so bad." Mark sounded real interestin', and I had a feelin' there was somethin' there Jesse wasn't tellin' us. I inquired, "Whatever happened to him?" "We're still good friends, and even hung out a lot together after that, but he never would come over to the house again," Jesse replied. "He got moved over to another foster family that was about a mile away last year, so he had to go to a different school. We still talk on the phone sometimes and stuff though. I'd told him I'd write to him once I got settled in here." "I'd sure hate to get passed around from family to family," Bud said. "Maybe he could come visit us up here," I offered. "I'd really like that, but he's with some strict minister and his wife now, so I don't know if they'd let him go anywhere. They won't even let him use the phone unless they're there a listenin'." You could see the sadness in Jesse's eyes. I still felt there was more to this story, but he started to get up and I could tell he was done talkin' for now. "I think I need to go back to the trailer now," Jesse said. Bud asked, "What for?" "I gotta use the bathroom," Jesse replied. "You don't need to go back to the trailer for that," I said, hardly concealin' my excitement. "I don't have to just piss though," Jessie said with his head down blushin'. "I can take care of that too," I said. Jesse looked at me all confused, "Whadda ya mean?" "Drew'll eat your shit," Bud blurted out. "He eats mine all the time." "Damn," was all Jesse could say. "Come up here," Bud pointed to the outcroppin' where we usually made out. He led the way as we all splashed out of the water. I laid down on my back, and Bud instructed Jesse to squat down over my face. I watched as Jesse's fuzzy ass cheeks parted, and his hairy ass trench opened up before me. His huge cock flopped down on my chest. Jesse's hole was buried in light brown fur, so I wetted it with my tongue, pushin' the curlies aside. Jesse's shit lips were pink like his nipples, Just as I got my tongue inside he blew out a nasty ripe fart, with a good sprayin' of ass juice. "Sorry about that," Jesse apologized. I had my lips clamped over his butt hole, so just moaned in response. I heard Bud say, "Drew loves farts. Just let go if you have to." Almost on cue, another sputterin' fart met my hungry mouth. My tongue could feel the beginnin' of a turd lodged in Jesse's shit chute. Bud pulled my legs up about that time, and his tongue slipped into my ass. "Shit that's hot," Jesse hissed. He pushed out and the first few inches of a smooth mellow turd popped into my mouth. It wasn't quite as thick as Bud and Daddy's, and was as smooth and slick as the insides of his ass. He bore down again and the end of his hot shit pole start slidin' down my throat. As I sucked down Jesse's turd, Bud raised up and I felt the fat head of his cock pushin' against my shitter. As I pushed out, he thrust all the way inside me, grindin' his scratchy pubes on my tender butt lips. I let out a groan, and kept suckin' down more of Jessie's incredible poop. Bud started workin' his huge cock in and out of me, pullin' completely out, and then thrustin' all the way back in. He was puttin' on a real show. Jesse finally pinched off the end of his turd, and I felt the last of it slippin' down into my belly. It left a trail of tasty smooth brown on my tongue. He slid back, wipin' his wiry ass hairs on my nose and forehead. As he sat there, he slapped his heavy cock against my forehead. Bud pulled out and I flipped over on my knees like a dog. He jabbed his hard woody back inside me, while I buried Jesse's bone deep in my throat. Bud made sure his cock was bangin' my special place inside, and I couldn't hold off no longer. I swallowed Jesse's massive chub all the way down my throat, and started shakin' all over. I felt my fuck tube clinch around Bud's fat prick while my foreskin filled up with cum. Jesse was pantin' and moanin' like a son-of-a-bitch, and he creamed my tonsils at the same moment Bud hollered and dumped his nut juice deep in my shitter. Bud and me collapsed in a stinkin' sweaty heap, with his pulsin' cock still lodged inside me. I slowly pulled Jesse's thick rod from my throat. He was still leakin' some, so I kept it in my mouth, swirlin' under his skin to pick up any remainin' cock snot. It surprised me a little when the first blast of hot salty pee hit my tonsils, and I choked some. It didn't take me long though to adjust and start gulpin' down Jesse's acrid yellow stream while Bud let loose and flooded me from the other end. Once they finished, my guts started rumblin'. I pushed Bud off me, and ran back toward the bushes. There was an old fallen tree I hopped up on and squatted down. I let loose a flood of hot piss, cum and shit onto the ground below. Jesse and Bud followed me and watched in awe. After the initial spray, shit just kept flowin' out of me, until there was a huge pie any bull would be proud of. Chunks of it looked like pieces of Daddy and Bud's turds I'd eaten earlier. When I finally was emptied out, I hopped down next to the stinkin' pile, and Jesse told me to bend over the tree. He stepped up and rammed his massive schlong inside me in one thrust. Bud got on the other side, and had me clean the shit and piss off his bloated hog. Pumpin' me hard and fast, it didn't take Jesse long to cry out and dump another load in me. Bud climbed back over the tree and he, Jesse and me just stood there for a minute and hugged and kissed each other. Three sweaty boys enjoyin' each other's touches, smells and tastes. After a bit, we turned to head back to the creek, but Jesse stopped short. I looked up at him, and could see he was starin' ahead. I followed his gaze, and saw Uncle Jack standin' there naked, strokin' his huge piece of meat. "It's good to see you boys getting along so good," Uncle Jack said. His voice was throaty and filled with lust. Jesse stepped up to his daddy and they hugged and started tongue kissin' and makin' out. Bud tapped me on the shoulder and motioned for me to follow him. As much as I wanted to watch, I guess it was best to leave Uncle Jack and Jesse to themselves for a while. We got back into the creek and washed up some before layin' out on the rocks in the sun. I nursed some on Bud's sweaty cock, while he fingered my ass. It weren't long before Jesse and Uncle Jack came walkin' out of the bushes. They had whisker burns on their faces from kissin'. Uncle Jack asked, "Mind if we join you?" "Nope," Bud replied lazily. He was slowly workin' three of his long thick fingers in and out of my butt by then. "I was just telling Jesse I needed to run back to the trailer to use the bathroom, but he tells me that's not necessary," Uncle Jack continued. My mouth instantly started waterin'. I lifted up my leg so Bud could keep his fingers in me, and rolled over on my back. Stickin' out my tongue, I wetted my lips. Uncle Jack didn't waste no time. He walked over and squatted down over my face. His ass was sweaty and smelled like nasty stale farts. I smoothed the wet hairs away from his brown pucker just as the end of his turd poked through. Jesse laid down with his head right next to mine so he could watch. He reached out and touched his daddy's turd as I sucked it into my mouth. I watched as he sniffed his fingers, and then licked them off as more of Uncle Jacks coarse hard shit log slid into me. Uncle Jack leaned forward a bit and I felt his warm mouth cleanin' out the load I'd shot in my skin earlier. As he did, a good portion of his turd was exposed and Jesse moved close and licked at it. Uncle Jack pinched off and I still had about 5 inches of solid dark shit log hangin' out of my mouth. I leaned my head back swingin' it away from Uncle Jack's hole and looked into Jesse's eyes. There was a moment of hesitation before he moved in and sucked in the exposed end of his daddy's turd. He swallowed it down until our lips met. Bud must have been watchin' the whole obscene spectacle and said, "Damn Jesse, eat that shit." I bit into Uncle Jack's slimy log and felt it's pungent flavors burst in my mouth. Jesse pulled away and I watched as he tried to swallow the tail end of his daddy's turd, but he started gaggin'. He leaned forward and our lips met again as he expelled the slimy chunk back into my mouth. I happily swallowed the rest of Uncle Jack's tasty offerin'. Jesse sat back on the ground breathin' hard while I finished cleanin' his daddy's hole and hairy trench out. When I was sure there weren't no more goodies, I leaned back and Uncle Jesse stood up. He turned around and started pissin' on Jesse and me. I made sure Jesse got plenty before I sat up and took Uncle Jack's long thick hose in my mouth and drank the rest of his acrid pee. After Uncle Jack finished pissin', he pulled me to my feet and reached out his hand to help Jesse up. Bud stood up too, and we all hugged and swapped some spit. Flies and gnats were buzzin' all over the stink on us, so we all got back in the creek and washed off some. Sittin' in the cool water, Jesse turned to his daddy and said, "I think I'm gonna like it here." "Me too," Uncle Jack replied.