Date: Tue, 11 Dec 2007 10:39:45 -0600 From: twocatmen Subject: Drew Series, Part 12 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. When Jesse, Bud and me got back to the trailer, there weren't no sign of Daddy or Uncle Jack. The trucks were there, so we figured they had to be around somewhere. Jesse and Bud sat down on the porch, and I decided to check inside the trailer. When I walked in, I found `em naked as usual on the couch. Daddy was layin' with his head in Uncle Jack's lap, nursin' on his brother's semi hard schlong. The whole inside of the trailer smelled like ass and man sex. Uncle Jack was talkin' all serious like to somebody on the phone. "Yes, that's right. The trailer is being moved today," he said. After a pause, he continued, "Monday will be fine. If you get lost, anyone in town will be able to give you directions." He ran his fingers through Daddy's hair, and curled his big toes up while he listened on the phone. Finally, he responded, "Well, thank you ma'am, I look forward to meeting with you. Yes, you too. Good bye." Daddy sat up and said to Uncle Jack, "I'm sure as hell glad we don't have one of those picture phones." "You and me both," Uncle Jack replied. The two of them kissed passionately. Turnin' to me, Daddy said, "Uncle Jack's got a big load a my cum up his ass he needs sucked out. Why don't you have a little appetizer while I get the grill fired up. Where's the other two?" "They're outside on the porch," I replied. Daddy got up and went into the kitchen, grabbin' at my boner as he passed by. Uncle Jack slouched down on the couch and pulled his knees back to his chest, openin' up his furry butt trench, as I kneeled down, sniffed and started eatin' his hole out. There was ass slime and bits of shit smeared all around his puffed out pucker. The nasty smells and tastes made me groan with desire. While I cleaned out Uncle Jack's shitter, I heard Daddy bangin' around in the kitchen. Then I heard the door slam as he headed outside. Uncle Jack started a moanin' and carryin' on. "Fuck me, Drew," he growled. My hard throbbin' cock was more than happy to comply. He slid down farther so his ass was hangin' over the edge of the couch. I raised up on my knees and slammed my achin' cock deep inside his hot wet hole. I licked his huge stinky feet and sucked the salty sweat out `tween his fat hairy toes. Uncle Jack's big hog was drippin' like crazy so I grabbed a hold and stroked him while I pummeled his furry ass. It didn't take long before he let out a howl and started firin' off a load all over his chest and belly. I felt his fuck tube tighten around my fat prick, and that set me off too. I cried out and sprayed my load deep inside Uncle Jack's hot shit hole. We were both breathin' heavy and sweatin' like crazy in the heat of the trailer. I stayed inside Uncle Jack and scooped up the cum and sweat off him and fed it to him. I felt my cock soften up some and realized I had to pee. I looked into his pale blue eyes as I let loose and filled him up with my hot piss. Once I was done I pulled my cock out carefully and smoothed the hairs away from his fuck hole. I leaned down and clamped my lips over his clenched brown pucker and grabbed a hold of his hand to signal I was ready. I felt him bear down and then my mouth was flooded with a steamin' hot brew of piss, cum and shit. Gulpin' down as fast as I could, I felt it shoot up my nose and I thought I might be drowned. Some of the hot nasty mess came drippin' through my nose and mouth, down my chin and onto the floor below. It seemed like he kept up the spray forever, but eventually the pressure slowed some and I could catch my breath. I stayed clamped to his hole, savorin' the last tricklin's of the salty butt stew. About that time, Daddy stuck his head in the door and said, "Burgers are about ready. You two comin'?" "We already did," Uncle Jack replied smilin'. Daddy chuckled and went back out to his grillin'. Uncle Jack got up and walked to the kitchen to get a rag, while I licked up what I could off the floor. By the time he got back the mess was all gone, so he let me clean the cum and cheese left in his foreskin. Then I stood up and he squatted down and licked off my piss soaked dick. I helped him up and we tongue kissed a little, and started gettin' worked up again, but then he said, "We'd better get out there and have some supper." By the time we got outside, Jesse, Daddy and Bud were already chowin' down on a big plate of burgers. Uncle Jack and I sat down on a bench next to one another and Daddy handed each of us a cold one. We both chugged down our beers, and then we joined in the eatin' frenzy. With my belly already full of hot piss soup, I could only slug down three burgers before I had to quit. Daddy asked if I was okay, but I just told him I was already full. Uncle Jack winked at me and smiled. He reached around behind me and stuck one of his big greasy fingers up my hole and played with my joy button while we ate. After supper, Bud, me and Jesse cleaned up the mess. Daddy said we were all goin' down to see the new trailer, and make sure the furniture inside was tied down for the move tomorrow. Reluctantly we put on some shorts and tennis shoes. He and Uncle Jack rode up in the cab, while Jesse, Bud and me piled in behind. It was nearly dark by then, but still hot and sticky out. The Crenshaw place was just a few miles down the road, so it didn't take us long to get there. As Daddy pulled into the drive, I watched as Jesse turned to see his new home. After livin' in a big house all his life, I wondered what he would think of trailer livin'. I asked, "What do you think, Jesse?" "It looks real nice," he said. He still seemed a little sad and dejected like he'd been earlier in the day. I put my arm around him and gave him a hug, huffin' his rank pit stink. Bud jumped out as soon as Daddy stopped the truck, and helped us down. Uncle Jack and Daddy led the way up to the porch, and then fumbled with the keys in the lock. It was dark and there weren't no outside lights, so Bud ran and got a couple flashlights out of the truck. They finally got the door opened, and we all filed inside. It smelled funny at first, and Daddy said, "Probably gonna have to rip out these carpets and put in some vinyl floorin'." We couldn't see much with just the flashlights in the dark, but the trailer was set up pretty much like ours, only newer. There was a sittin' area and kitchen in the middle, and a livin' room off to the right. Further down there were two bedrooms on one side with a bathroom. The other side had one big bedroom with a larger bathroom. All the bedrooms had furniture tied together with ropes in the middle. There was a kitchen table with chairs and sofa all tied together in the livin' room. "Nice of the Crenshaws to throw in all this furniture," Daddy commented. Uncle Jack asked, "What do you think, Jesse?" "It's real nice Daddy," he replied, not soundin' too convincin'. "I like it," he added. "I know it's a lot smaller than our house in Little Rock, but it's just you and me now, so we won't need all that room. It'll look a lot better in the daytime," Uncle Jack added, tryin' to sound cheerful. "Hell of a lot nicer than our place," Daddy said. "Look at this new stove and these fancy cabinets." He was checkin' the rubber bands holdin' the kitchen cupboards closed. We all stood around kind of quiet for a minute and then Uncle Jack said, "Well it looks like everythin' is settin' good here. I guess we'd better all get home and get some rest. It's gonna be a long day tomorrow." Jesse bolted and was the first one outta the door. Bud and me followed while Daddy and Uncle Jack locked up. Jesse was real quiet on the way home. Bud and me tried to keep up a chatter about how nice the new trailer was and all, but it didn't seem like he was even listenin' to us. Once we got home, Uncle Jack and Jesse sat down at the kitchen table. Daddy grabbed Bud and me and led us back to his bedroom. Once the door was closed, he whispered to us, "I think your Uncle Jack needs some time alone with Jesse." I replied, "But I'm hungry." As Daddy stripped down his shorts and bent over, he said, "Don't worry, there's plenty to eat right here." Bud and me smiled at each other and dropped our shorts. I got behind and started lickin' Daddy's hairy butt. He got down on the floor on all fours and Bud kneeled down in front of him and fed him his hard throbbin' horse cock. Daddy's ass was rank and sweaty. I dug my fingers in deep and played with his little knob inside. Pullin' `em back out, I sniffed and licked the brown streaks off before slidin' `em back in. After a bit Daddy rolled over on his back and pulled back his knees. "Fuck me Bud," he growled. Bud grabbed a couple of pillows off the bed and we stuffed `em under Daddy's ass. I squatted down on Daddy's face while I pulled his butt cheeks apart for Bud. I watched as Bud sank his long fat prong deep inside Daddy's shitter. Daddy moaned and I felt his rough whiskers chaffin' my ass lips as he tongued out my hole. Bud and me swapped some spit, and I slid back and forth, wipin' my ass on Daddy's scratchy face. I grabbed a hold of Daddy's mammoth cock, and leanin' over some, took the head in my mouth. Peelin' him back, I cleaned the shit and leftover cum out from his session with Uncle Jack earlier. About that time, I felt one of Daddy's big rough fingers probin' around my pucker. He jabbed it inside and found my special place. It wasn't long at all before I was buckin' and creamed on Daddy's chest. That set him off too and he fed me a big load of his thick tasty man seed, while Bud groaned and dumped his load inside Daddy's ass. I scooped up my cum and fed it to Bud. He sucked my fingers clean, and then collapsed on me while Daddy continued nursin' on my puffy butt lips. That was just the first of many rounds we had that night. We were all too keyed up about the move to sleep much. By the time the sun started comin' up, the whole room smelled like crotch, ass, and armpits. The sheets on the bed were soaked with sweat and smeared with shit and cum. I woke up with my face buried in Daddy's sweaty ass crack. Bud was layin' on top of me with his cock still buried in my ass. It was pulsin' and hard, so imagined he had a mornin' pee hard on. Both he and Daddy were breathin' heavy in deep sleep, so I laid still enjoyin' the pungent aromas and feelin' of our hot wet bodies all pressed together. I flicked out my tongue over Daddy's pucker, tastin' the sweat and nasty funk that lingered from the night before. I had just started to drift off again, when the door opened and Uncle Jack walked in. "Time to get up, sleepy heads," he said. He sat on the edge of the bed and ruffled my hair. Daddy snorted and came out of his dream and let off a hot ripe fart in my face. Bud started pumpin' my ass again with his mornin' wood. He tweaked one of my nipples and kissed the back of my neck. Daddy cleared his throat and turned on his side rubbin' his eyes, tryin' to see the alarm clock. He asked, "What time is it?" "Almost seven thirty," Uncle Jack replied. "Thought you might want to have some breakfast before the crew gets here." "Damn," Daddy said. "I didn't mean to sleep this late. These two about wore me out last night." He crawled out from under me and Uncle Jack helped him up. They watched for a minute as Bud fucked me like a jackrabbit and then let out a moan. He ground his pubes against my butt lips as he dumped yet another load in my ass. "I can see what you mean," Uncle Jack said smilin' down at us. His enormous cock was at half mast, and I knew he wanted to join in, but Daddy grabbed his arm and led him out toward the kitchen. I felt an all too familiar warmth spreadin' through me as Bud relieved himself inside my fuck tube. Once he was finished, he slid down and clamped his lips over my hole as I shit his mornin' piss and a few loads of cum back into his thirsty mouth. After we finished, we both sat up on the edge of the bed for a minute. "You smell so fuckin' good," Bud said. His cock was still hard, pokin' up proud from his mass of sweaty pubes. "You too," I said. We swapped some spit, and I huffed his ripe hairy pits some. I had never felt closer to my brother as I was at that very moment. Without givin' it a second thought, I said, "I love you, Bud." "I love you too, Drew," he replied. We hugged and kissed some more. Just then, Daddy peered through the door. "Get your asses out here and have somethin' to eat," he commanded. Uncle Jack had fixed scrambled eggs and toast, so we all woofed down some breakfast. Jesse still seemed a little down and lost, but he ate and joked around with us some. Daddy was in one of his mornin' mania moods. You would never guess he'd been up all night goin' at it with Bud and me. We were draggin' our asses and he was a bundle of energy. Bud and me had just finished cleanin' up the kitchen when we heard vehicles drivin' up and a horn tooted. Daddy emerged from his bedroom dressed in his work clothes, and Uncle Jack came out in shorts and a tee shirt. "You two get some clothes on," Daddy ordered as he headed out the door with Uncle Jack on his heels. Bud and me picked up our threadbare house shorts and were just pullin' `em up as Jesse came out with a pair of his workout shorts and a blue wife beater on. He followed as Bud and me raced outside to see what all was goin' on. Daddy and Uncle Jack were standin' out in the road by a big white Ford truck that looked brand new. On the side it read `Montalvo and Sons' in fancy red letters. They were talkin' to two men inside the truck and as we got closer, we could hear their thick Hispanic accents. I heard Uncle Jack say, "Okay, we'll be happy to help out. We'll just follow you over there." Daddy shouted back to us, "We're going over to help Hugo. Jesse, you come along with us. Bud and Drew, you two stay here by the phone in case anybody calls." He was wound up tighter than a tick, and his eyes were wide and bright as they jumped into Uncle Jack's pickup. There was another older grey Chevy pickup and some kind of mini-van parked farther up the road. The big white truck pulled up next to them and they exchanged some words in Spanish. Then the men got out of those vehicles and jumped up in the back of the white truck. The truckload of men backed into the drive and then pulled out with Daddy, Uncle Jack and Jesse followin' behind in a cloud of dust. Bud and me were real disappointed we didn't get to go along. We were standin' there lookin' all dejected as we watched `em drivin' off. That's when I noticed out of the corner of my eye, there was a guy they'd left behind. He came walkin' up toward us carryin' a little baby and what looked like a backpack. "Hey," Bud said as he got up to us. The man was our height, or maybe a little taller, but built stockier. He had a handsome face, with a tanned complexion, thick black hair that was parted in the middle, deep brown eyes, and a broad handle bar moustache. His jeans were well worn and thin with a tear in one knee showin' his hairy leg. He wore heavy work boots with no laces, and a long sleeve plaid shirt that was unbuttoned almost to the waist showin' his hairy chest. "Hiya," the man said as he held out his hand for Bud to shake. Bud introduced us. "My name is Bud and this is my brother Drew." "Claudio Velasquez Montalvo," the man replied as he shook each of our hands. "This is my son Juan Carlos," he said holdin' the sleepin' baby out for us to see. The baby just wore a disposable diaper, and had thick black hair already like his daddy. Claudio's English was pretty good, but with a distinct and sexy accent. He continued, "My wife Karla, she is sick today. I must take the baby. My father is angry at me because I cannot work." "You couldn't help it," Bud replied. He seemed to have become our unified voice with this stranger. I was enjoyin' Claudio's strong manly scents as we started walkin' over toward the patio. "She pregnant again, so I miss much work. She is sick always in the morning and I must take the baby," Claudio explained. I was starin' at the nice bulge in his jeans and wondered if she was too sick to take care of Claudio as well. As I glanced up to his face, I could see he had caught me lookin'. He gave me a knowin' smile. Bud offered, "You want to take him inside? We can lay him on the couch." "Oh no," Claudio replied. "He like it better out here." He pulled a blanket out of the backpack and gently laid the baby on the table Daddy built. He then sat back in one of the chairs. Bud and me sat down on either side, and we all watched the little baby sleepin' there. I'd never been around infants much before, so was fascinated with his tiny little hands and feet. It was already getting hot, and even in the shade I could see beads of sweat formin' on us. Bud asked, "You think they'll be gone long?" "It take most of the day. It will be a hour or more just to load the house if there is no problem. And the truck it must drive very slow," Claudio replied. He stood up and peeled off his shirt, revealin' his well muscled furry chest, big arms and broad shoulders. He was the same uniformed tan color all over, and I gaped at the huge bush of long straight black hair protrudin' from his armpits. His nipples looked like two pencil erasers glued in perfect nickel sized dark brown rings in a forest of black fur. As he raised his arm to scratch his head, his pit stink hit my nose and I felt my mouth start waterin'. "Wow, you got a nice chest," Bud blurted out. Claudio seemed to be aware of our intentions, but didn't say anything at first. He laid his shirt across one of the side tables, and flexed a little for us. He even turned around to give us a view of his muscular back and nice big round ass. After a pause he said, "I have a nice body from hard work. I have to lift heavy things." He sat down and leaned back in his chair. Putting his hands behind his head, he gave me full view of his rank sweaty pits and bulgin' crotch. It was all I could do to keep myself from ravagin' him right then and there. Claudio continued, "My wife, she is sick many times now. She does not let me come to our bed." He began fondlin' himself openly in front of us. I took this to be an invitation, and kneeled down in front of him and began sniffin' and lickin' his cock through the thin denim material. "Oh yes," Claudio moaned. "That feel so good." He laid his head back and moaned. Then, standin' up, he kicked off his old work boots. His sweaty hairy feet smelled delicious. He then unfastened his jeans and let them fall to the ground, revealin' a grungy jock strap that had probably been white at one time. Steppin' out of his jeans, he kicked them aside, and looked down at me with his smolderin' dark eyes. I buried my face in his filthy jock pouch, huffin' the stink and suckin' at the fat cock strainin' against the crusty piss-stained webbin'. Claudio asked, "You get undress too?" It took Bud and me two seconds to shed our shorts. "Damn," Claudio commented when he saw Bud's huge drippin' schlong. "You got a big one." While Claudio stroked on Bud's massive woody, I squatted down and returned to suckin' the crud outta his nasty jock. Once I had wetted the pouch down good, and sucked out the good funk, I grabbed the waistband and pulled it down. Claudio's cock was fat and brown, with a thick loose foreskin completely coverin' the head and drapin' down another half inch. It was probably about the same seven and half inch length as mine at that time and equally as thick. As he pushed the jock down around his ankles and kicked it aside, I buried my face in his rank bush and inhaled all his delicious male stink. Like the hairs on his chest and armpits, his pubes were straight and silky, almost like animal fur. Just then, the baby stirred, murmurin' a little, and then started cryin'. "Damn," Claudio cursed. Bud and me just looked at each other, as he stepped away to tend to his son. "He is dirty. I have to change him." Bud and me watched as Claudio got out the backpack and started arrangin' stuff on the table. He peeled the strips off, and as he lifted the baby's legs up, pulled off the messy, wet diaper. The baby continued to cry and moved his arms and legs around like he was tryin' to hit somebody. Next Claudio took some wipes out from a plastic container and cleaned the baby up good. "He gonna have a big one," he said proudly, as he wiped off his son's nice sized cock and balls. Claudio threw the wipes inside the messy diaper, folded it up and handed it to Bud. He asked, "You throw away?" Bud wrinkled up his nose, walked over to the garbage can, lifted the lid and tossed it inside. By the time Claudio finished, the baby wasn't cryin' no more. Instead he was cooin' and smilin' at all of us. Claudio didn't bother puttin' another diaper on him. "I think he is hungry," he said. Reachin' in the backpack, he pulled out a baby bottle. Claudio sat down and leaned back in the chair with the naked baby resting on his big hairy chest. He put the baby's face toward his rank armpit. Then he set the bottle down for a moment and reached down to skin back his cock. The pungent smell of his smegma filled the air and made me drool like a dog in a butcher shop. He ran his finger through the cheese coatin' on the head and then wiped some of the whitish treat on the nipple of the baby's bottle. "I teach him to like my taste and smells," Claudio said. "Someday, when he is your size, he will take good care of me." With his son still cradled in his ripe armpit, Claudio put the bottle to the baby's lips and Juan Carlos started nursin'. He then motioned for Bud and me to come closer. I kneeled down in front of Claudio and peeled him back, and finished cleanin' out his savory ripe coatin' of cheese. His smegma was stronger and spicier than Daddy's and Bud's. I lifted his hefty fur covered sack up and licked all the salty funk off his huge bull nuts. Then I turned my attention back to his fat juicy cock and swallowed it down in one gulp. Claudio was groanin' and as I looked up, he had Bud's thick pole buried half way down his throat. He couldn't move much with the baby still layin' on him suckin' on the bottle, so Bud was thrustin' in and out of his mouth. I had just started gettin' into a good rhythm on his cock, when Claudio started shakin' all over. I was afraid he might be havin' a seizure or somethin', so I backed off some. It was too late though, and he started firin' off gob after gob of thick juicy cum into my mouth. He pulled away and let Bud's thick prong flop out of his droolin' mouth, and then let go of a string of nasty soundin' Spanish words. With sweat drippin' off of him and still pantin' heavily, Claudio sat up. The baby had drank about half the bottle, but didn't seem to want anymore, so he set it aside. Standin' up, he put his son over his shoulder and started pattin' him gently on his back. He looked so damned hot standin' there naked holdin' his son. Still on my knees, I took the opportunity to scoot around behind. Pullin' Claudio's hairy ass cheeks apart, I began explorin' his rank, sweaty butt trench. It was a forest of hairs, and it took me some time to find the prize inside. His hole was moist sticky and definitely dirty. There was crusty bits of shit caught in the hairs around his ass lips. I made my tongue broad and swabbed a pathway through the tangle of hairs and over his delectable pucker. While I was busy with his backside, Bud was workin' on Claudio's cock again. I felt a hand on my own cock and realized he was squattin' down and had reached `tween Claudio's legs to feel me up. "He is sleeping now," Claudio announced. He stepped away from us for a moment to lay the baby back down on his blanket on the table. Once the baby was situated, he turned, put one knee up on the chair, and bent over. Lookin' back at me, he begged, "Fuck me." I spit some on my cock and spread some of the precum already leakin' out over the head and Claudio's pucker. Then I positioned myself behind him and thrust inside his tight hairy hole. Once again, he let out a string of obscenities in Spanish. Bud walked around the chair in front of him, and buried his bone back in Claudio's mouth. We leaned over and kissed each other as we speared the hot latino man from both ends. Bud and me tweaked each other's nipples and it didn't take long for me to get that flutterin' feelin' in my stomach. I moaned softly as to not wake the baby and emptied my balls into Claudio's beautiful furry ass. "You now, you now," Claudio said to Bud as I pulled out. We switched places, and he licked on my shit streaked cock while Bud pummeled his tight hairy hole. Bud leaned over Claudio's back and tweaked his nipples and licked the sweat off his neck. He alternated slow fuckin' with his trademark jackrabbit thrusts until he couldn't hold back no more. He groaned softly and mixed his load with mine inside Claudio's well fucked shitter. Bud knew what I wanted at that point. It was amazin' how he could just read my mind. I laid down on the bricks as he helped guide Claudio over me. Then he motioned for Claudio to squat down on my face. I heard Claudio slurpin' on Bud's shit streaked hog as he lowered himself over me. His pucker blossomed open and he bore down, shittin' our combined loads into my mouth. I sucked down all the creamy treat, but knew I wanted more. I started diggin' my long fingers deep inside Claudio's slick insides, searchin' for the source of the brown streaks on our cocks. Claudio seemed reluctant at first, and I heard him say to Bud, "I need to use the bathroom." Bud replied, "He will be your toilet." That's when I felt the tip of Claudio's hard turd inside his ass. After lickin' the nasty bitter streaks off my fingers, I placed my mouth back over his hole. He relaxed and pushed out, and the end of his turd slid between his shit lips and into mine. It wasn't very thick, but was knobby and hard. I kept it in my mouth and sucked off the slime before he bore down again, and more shot out. I felt his shit log start slidin' down my throat. It had a hot, spicy and exotic taste to it, very different from anythin' I'd ate before. One final push and rest of his turd passed from his ass lips with a sputterin' ripe fart. I tried to bite off a piece, but it slid past my tongue and down my throat too fast. I kept suckin' on Claudio's hole, hopin' for a few lingerin' nuggets, but it appeared he was done for now. Claudio stood up and turned around. Lookin' down at me with a toothy grin, he asked, "You like?" "Uh huh," I replied lickin' my lips. That's when I realized Bud was gone. I heard the door to the trailer shut and he came toward us carryin' a six pack. He popped open three and handed Claudio and me each a cold one. We all chugged down our beers, and sat around talkin'. We were half way through the second when the baby started stirrin' again. Claudio got up and picked up the baby. Just as he lifted him off the table, I stream of colorless pee shot out all over his chest. Claudio quickly raised the baby up to his face and clamped his mouth over his son's cocklet and started suckin' down his piss. Once he was done, Claudio set him back down, lickin' his lips he said, "Damn, I better put a diaper back on him." He cleaned the baby up with more of the wipes. Then he took a diaper out of the backpack. The baby started fussin' some, and Claudio said, "He likes to be undressed like me." He put the fresh diaper on the baby, and laid him back down on the table. He looked me in the eye and said, "I got to go now too." Droppin' to my knees in front of him, I sucked Claudio's thick brown prong in my mouth and waited. He looked down at me at first, but then laid his head back and looked up at the sky. It took a minute or two, but then I felt a trickle of strong bitter piss on my tongue. Once he got started good, he nearly drowned me and didn't hold back at all. Hot piss shot through my nose and dripped out of the corners of my mouth. Once he was finished, he backed off and watched as Bud took his place. Bud pinched his foreskin together and let it bloat up some. He put then end in my mouth and let me suck out his hot pee. He controlled his stream better than Claudio and I was able to drink down every drop. "Damn," was all Claudio could say as he watched. Then I stood up and Bud kneeled down. I let go of my stream fillin' his belly with a bladder full of piss. Bud ran inside and got us another six pack. We were just finishin' off the last of those when we heard the motor of a big hauler comin' up the road.