Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2012 18:19:53 -0600 From: h m Subject: Life with Scottie 5, Continued, Cousin Wayne Comes to Stay All people noted are over 18. If under 18 or illegal where you live please do not read. Life with Scottie, Continued -- Cousin Wayne Comes To Stay One item that had to be addressed before Wayne arrived was me. Scottie wasn't necessarily out to any of his family. They thought Scottie and I were buddies and were actually glad I was around as they knew I had more of a responsible life and that he could be flighty. I told Scottie this would require a man to man between Wayne and myself so he planned a telephone call for the next evening. That night Scottie answered the phone and after a few minutes of uncomfortable conversation his voice got a little higher and he seemed to get antsy. I picked up in the living room and heard the tail end of something to the effect "fucking can't wait to rape your hole". Not wanting to ruin the moment I yelled loud enough to be heard that I had the phone and Scottie could hang up. Wayne's demeanor changed slightly but knowing more than the family did I wasn't going to get a free pass from him and get immediate superhero status just because I was able to provide a "stable home". "So Wayne, Scottie has told me a lot about you, I understand you'd like to come stay with us for a while and check out city life". We did a back and forth for a few minutes but weren't getting anywhere. The elephant in the room had to be addressed. "Wayne, we both know what Scottie is and he and I are together". I'm the man of this house and Scottie serves my needs, just like he served your needs a few years back. You're welcome to come and visit us on a trial basis but my house, my rules. Up to you". I took him a bit off guard but he recovered quickly and agreed. Mostly because he had few options from which to choose. He'd be there in a week. Over the next few days Scottie did his best to press me on how things were going to be when Wayne arrived. I decided to keep that to myself and keep the little slut in suspense until he got there. Saturday arrived and instead of my leisurely pump and dump weekend morning into Scottie's cunt I blasted his throat quick with piss and cum and we prepared for our guest. When I laid out his "uniform" on the bed and told him to clean out he knew how it was going to go. When the doorbell rang I patted his pink panty clad ass and told him to be a good girl and let Wayne in. The hoot that followed from the hall told me Wayne was up for being a participant in our alternate lifestyle. What I didn't expect, however, is the relatively good looking young man that followed Scottie into the kitchen. At 6' 3", 200 pounds, brown hair cut into a fade, a sleeveless t-shirt and cammo shorts I was looking at a studly young man. Thankfully he had all his teeth but other than that he fit the redneck mold. I told Scottie to take Wayne's bags into his room while I grabbed some beers for he and I and went out to the patio with Wayne trailing behind seemingly trying to figure out how to address the situation. I broke the ice by handing him his drink and welcoming him to my home. "I told you on the phone, my house my rules, right?" With a hesitant nod I continued. "We'll have a trial run of you living here for 30 days. In that time you'll get a job, start acting responsibly and respect my home." His face began to harden, not expecting to be treated like a child but before he could react I continued. "Now, that being said, you're a man, and a man that handles his business deserves to be treated like a man and enjoy the fruits of his labor, and I'm a man that knows how to enjoy himself." "Scottie!, yet your faggot ass out here." Timidly, Scottie joined us on the patio and knelt before me. "We're having a drink, thought you might like one too." On cue he pulled out my cock and rested in gently in his mouth. While he was gulping down my piss I continued addressing Wayne. "You hold up your end of the bargain you also have open access to the fag. No bruises, no blood or torture. Just use him to get off when you need him, otherwise just leave him be." The lump in his shorts told me I'd made a friend. After Scottie finished, kissed my cockhead and put it away I warned him that Wayne was to be treated with respect until he was told otherwise. I told Wayne I'd arranged a job in the maintenance department of the company I work for. He'd start Monday morning, but until then feel free to relax and let Scottie know if he needed anything. I barely finished talking before a nicely cut 8" dick was being wagged back and forth and he was telling Scottie to come suck out the first load so he'd last longer in his ass. With a jump Scottie took a dive on Wayne's lap and began throating his cock. Wayne and I clinked beer bottles and let the whore do her work. About 45 minutes later, with a load in his belly and a sticky asshole Scottie resumed his weekend chores and I headed to my desk in the back of the house to get some paperwork done. Later than afternoon I shouted for Scottie to bring me another beer and was met with silence. After another call for a drink I grumbled and went to the kitchen. What I found reminded me that I would need to get used to having Wayne in the house. Apparently he was recharged as he had Scottie bent over a sink full of dishes and suds with wadded up panties in his mouth being railed like whore. Good ole redneck boy that he is, Wayne had him by the hair, pulling him back and spitting in his face. All the while reminding him what a faggot he turned out to be. Scottie had a rough day but it's not like he was a virgin before so he adjusted quickly. Later that evening watching tv in the living room, Scottie was laying on his stomach resting his head on a pillow and recovering from the day's events when Wayne stretched, got up from the recliner and walked over to him. He nonchalantly knelt down and grabbed the hem of the panties, pulled out his own cock and sank down into wet cunt. The unexpected intrusion caused a moan and Wayne swiftly told him to shut up and lay there and take his fuck. With both forearms holding his prey Wayne rode him until he shot his load, popped it out of his ass and presented his tool for cleaning. "Thanks fag, I'm gonna head to bed". Not one to be able to resist a sloppy hole I slid on to the floor and into even wetter cunt! Would you like to hear more? Let me know if I should continue. Texastails@hotmail.com