The Travis Theory 27

The Travis Theory Original Posted Sept 5 2010 By Remmy Meggs

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The Travis Theory By Remmy Meggs

CH27

The General did not stall, or play games. He dismissed the meeting and told everyone to be ready to leave in an hour. Mac and Dad drove home fast enough that I held on to the door handle. They were freaking me out. They pulled in front of the house, spinning the car around 180 degrees. They jumped out and yelled at me to get out.

Mac went around the house gathering everyone up. He was yelling at them to go to their rooms and get their backpacks and fill them up and get in the car. We were not just looking, we were evacuating immediately.

I grabbed everything I could. I waited for Travis, but he did not take long, most of his things were at his house. He only had clothes and a calculator at our house. We all jumped into the car and drove by Declan's house and picked up his mother. Everyone was screaming for answers including her. Then we went by Mac and Travis' house and picked up their things. Mac got back into the driver's seat and tore out over the gravel roads back to the central airbase.

Several helicopters were landing, and several were standing by. As we waited for the go ahead, Mac stood with not a company, but an entire battalion of blue uniformed soldiers. They had many guns too. The General and his staff showed up and met with dad and Mac while we waited impatiently in the SUV.

The guys were still asking me questions about the meeting and I went through the details with them. They were completely excited and they all had to go to the bathroom just as dad called us out of the vehicle. Dad and I waited for them, then dad pushed me toward them, "Go on, and go with them. If you don't we will get up there and you'll have to pee in your hat."

"That's gross!" I said running to catch up to them.

I heard him laughing as I caught up to the other guys. Justin laughed, "See Travis I told you he wasn't going to let you go to the bathroom yourself, someone has to hold it so you don't pee all over yourself."

"Shut up Justin, you are such a pervert!" Travis fussed at him.

The other guys were giggling when we stopped on the backside of a building and decided to pee there. That part was cool but we had no place to wash ourselves. Pulling them out we peed as high as we could and ran back to dad. The General's helicopter was already in the air when we returned and a crew chief of another gathered us together and got us into a second one. The thing seated twelve adults, so there was plenty of room. There was a man in a suit in it already and he shook hands with us telling us he was Doctor `somebody'. None of us could hear the name over the wind. Dad got in the front seat.

The doctor guy was in the back with us, sitting in the middle. Travis, Justin, and I were all seated next to windows after the crew chief moved us around several times. I thought it was a little odd, but the moment passed. There were not enough helmets with radios in them to go around, so the Crew Chief gave one to dad, the doctor, Travis, Justin and me. I would have liked Tristan to have one. When I tried to give mine to him, the crew chief told me I needed to put it on and leave it on. We were in our new military style uniforms, and they were cool. We looked like soldiers... just shorter, well except for Tristan who could have passed for a real one. Instead of getting the normal green ones, dad got us the Marine camouflage, which set us apart from the Army. The boots, web belt, caps, we had it all, and even Travis and Chase looked cute in them. I was hoping I did not look cute in mine, but so far, no one had said that.

This brings up Joey who was sitting next to Travis, across from me. He was the one that always had a smile on his face and a good word to say about everyone. The girls loved him, and even though he did not seem to see anyone but Declan, so did the boys. The only time Joey was not smiling is when he had a hard on. You learn those things when you grow up with someone. As I looked at Joey it dawned on me that he was either thinking about Declan rubbing his leg, or he was scared stiff of the helicopter. He had one of those mean looks of his. The same look he always had when he had a boner, which normally meant he would immediately play with it. With dad in the co-pilot's seat, and this new doctor in the back with us, he could not very well do that.

I tried not to imagine his cute body pumping inside Declan and Declan squirming and making a lot of noise. Joey was not that much bigger than I was, and I was hoping he would not be as big as Tristan. So how did Joey get inside Declan with it?

Declan was looking at Joey and licking his lips. Joey pushed Declan's hand away. I could not hear what they were saying, but I was guessing Joey was saying `Stop it, not right now!' I had told Travis the same many times.

My thoughts were broken up when the pilot's voice broke into my headset, "As you can see, every day there are many more than we ever expected."

I looked out the window and down to the ground. I could see Army trucks slowly moving through the crowd heading east to New Mexico. A passenger jet was landing at the airfield. On the road below were over a thousand more people. They looked like ants from our height in the helicopter, and they were being systematically processed and divided. None would have tags or ID, but the soldiers had to separate them.

"This is the group that you plan on leading?" I heard a note of disbelief in the pilot's voice, "Most of these people have not been fed or bathed in weeks, maybe months. Their shoes are worn through the sole in many cases. We have been feeding them what we have, but it is hardly enough. The trucks you see on the horizon are the food wagons, the supply wagons are out of range."

The pilot continued, "They are worn out already and you are going to take them across the state into New Mexico, and who knows where you will be going after that."

Dad answered him, "They are disgruntled now. They expected immediate help. We did not have the supplies to care for so many. Our only recourse is to stall the majority while the base can get resupplied and ready for them."

"If they turn on your men General, they will kill you and your entire family." The pilot replied.

I happened to glace at the doctor that was with us and he was studying our faces. I mean the faces of Justin and Travis, for sure, and then he turned to me. When he saw me looking at him he turned away. Dad's voice came back over the com, "You boys really think we can move those people that far?" I was listening to dad, but I was wondering what that doctor was doing there with us. His attention was not on the people below it was on us. I did not know if I trusted him or not.

Travis grinned and answered, "There is no one else more qualified to talk to them on a level they understand. I am betting they flock to Stevie."

I was thinking they would flock to me and eat me alive like an eagle on a fish. I wondered who would pop out my eyes and gobble them while I watched... well as least felt it. The pilot pointed out several water wagons that they called `buffalo' and then gas haulers, big silver trucks carrying gas to keep the vehicles moving.

It would take a lot of petroleum, it seems, to move an army that far, going as slow as we would be traveling. I was guessing but I believed one of them was for tanks, another for helicopters and yet another for normal vehicles. As we landed, I saw two more tankers inside the perimeter lined up with other passenger trucks. The jet that had landed was taking children as its passengers. Soldiers were directing traffic, and the gravel roads were just as packed as the paved roads. The difference was that the trucks carrying families were pointed toward a gate leading to the mountains.

The General's helicopter had landed first. When the Crew Chief helped us out of our helicopter, a Major was waiting for us. He told us there was a vehicle waiting. The Commanding officer, General Patrick, was in an armored personal carrier. You could tell by the flags on the front with the two stars. The one behind it had had three stars; it would be dad's vehicle.

Dad was a real Army Lieutenant General now, but the civilian equivalent was not really an officer so to speak. It was more honorary, but since it was not being paid it really did not matter, it was just for respect. Dad always said that respect was earned, not given, so I always wondered about that. Dad would not be holding any command position like Mac or General Patrick, but he was in charge of all the Doctors and medics in the country now, and was in charge of making sure people were well. He was also head of something called the CDC.

The Army Personnel Carriers had eight giant tires; instead of metal around the cabin to protect people, it had bulletproof glass, so the passengers could see out. Even though they had military sand colored camouflage I did not think these were the styles they would have used in combat, but maybe to give tours in combat areas. On top, it had a machine gun, satellite dish and a PA system. We got in the vehicle and the driver showed us what everything was and how it worked. Dad was outside with the General. They talked for several minutes before dad saluted and got in our vehicle. He looked at Mac, "I hope you are as afraid as I am."

Now, that statement made us feel a lot better. We watched as the General's vehicle turned around to join the trucks with the families, and our driver headed for the front gate to start the living convoy of over one-thousand people. A mass of confusion and fear filled us as well as them, neither group knowing what to expect. I had seen enough war movies to know they thought they were being led to slaughter. We were not doing that of course, but they did not know that.

Slowly the driver made it to the front of the column. Behind us, and to the end of the column, other vehicles joined us, including all of the tanks at the base. Dad told us that everyone had been fed a hot meal before we started. Then he got up and stood on top of the vehicle. The loudspeakers were turned on and I could hear him talking. "You have been told we are running out of food. You can see that the airbase is being evacuated, we have taken your young, sick, and wounded by passenger jet to the nearest facility leaving only the strong for this journey."

"This may feel like a long journey, all I can tell you is at the end of it, we will be at an airbase that has all of the supplies and housing we need. That airbase is being stocked by Fort Hood and other posts. If we are supplied as we hope, jumbo jets will come and pick you up as space becomes available, so almost all of you will not have to walk the entire distance."

Dad tried to continue but the crowd started roaring their disapproval of the plan. Soldiers ran to the back of the APC. Justin looked at me, "You are going to have to talk to them!"

Tristan grabbed me tight, "This is not the compound, and those people don't know him yet!" He yelled at Justin.

The others stared at Tristan and Justin. Benito spoke up, "I have a better idea. Let's all go out there, and somehow show them that if we can do it, they can do it."

That Doctor looked at me, "Mr. Spicer, do you really think you can calm down a crowd of over one-thousand people at your age?"

I listened to the crowd yelling and the soldiers yelling out orders. Both were on the verge of doing something they would regret. I pushed opened the door as I pulled away from Tristan and stood outside. The guys followed me out.

Dad saw us climbing the ladder to stand on the top of the APC as he was. I was the first one up, "Dad, let me try and quiet them down."

He hugged me, "They are ready to riot."

"Because they are afraid you are going to take them someplace, and kill them all." I answered, "Let me calm them down."

He gave me a strange look and took the lapel microphone off and pinned it on me. The eleven of us stood in front of dad. Declan's mom was pacing on the ground below us. That doctor stood watching, not just me, but all of us. I turned to the crowd. Most were wearing rags like all refugees. You could see they had not eaten well for a long time, except for a few of them. Those few were still overweight, and I thought they would give dad the most trouble. I stood at the left of the other guys, and with my right hand, I took Travis' hand. When he looked at me, I nodded to the others. Then he took Tristan's hand and so on, until we all held hands.

Tristan looked over Travis' head, "Bro, try not to sound like a little girl!"

Thanks, that makes me have a lot more confidence, especially since I did not know what to say in the first place. I took a deep breath, and failing at sounding like an adult, I began, "Hi everyone my name is Stevie. Can I have your attention?"

The ones up front immediately quieted, including the troublemakers. I continued, "I am not tall like the General. Can I get you all to sit down, so everyone can see me?"

It took several minutes before the entire body of people sat and became comfortable. While they were getting comfortable, it hit me what to say to them. I turned and grinned at dad. He titled his head wondering what I was thinking. "Thank you everyone. Now that you can see me, my name is Steve, but most people call me Stevie. I want you to look around you. Look at the faces around you. I want you to notice what has become horribly apparent."

My brothers and friends looked at me wondering what I was talking about, "Maybe you have seen it and maybe you haven't, but America has become a kid's world. That's right; kids now rule the United States, and all other countries, while a few adult leaders try to put things back in order. Look at the soldiers around you. Some are as young as sixteen, they are afraid of you and you are afraid of us."

Everyone could hear the loudspeakers, but there was a few seconds delay between each sentence. Finally, the crowd became silent and I continued while I thought I would pee my pants, "Some of you are thinking these men are going to do horrible things to you and your family. I want you to look at me very hard. I am almost thirteen, and I am a refugee processor, just like the other boys next to me. We are so short handed they had to have kids take care of you."

Travis said quietly, "Stevie you are cutting off the blood to my hand, you are squeezing it to death, and it will fall off."

I wanted to tell him if he thought that was bad, my dick had shriveled up and went back inside my body along with my balls, but everyone out there would hear me say it. Dad may know my fear, but I doubted if anyone else, standing with me, did. I was afraid I would say the wrong thing, or say the right thing the wrong way.

I continued, "We need you for leadership, to rebuild. As adults, you know so much more than we do. We do not know how long you will live... live to protect us and teach us. Nothing bad is going to happen to you, but we need you, and we need you now. So please do not give the few men we have a hard time. Look at those kids near you, they are afraid too, just like we all were only a few months ago. We have the power now to change the future based on what you teach us."

I stopped and looked at the guys, "Go down there and start shaking hands and mingle with everyone." I whispered.

"I and the boys up here with me will be walking beside you during this journey when the General does not have other duties for us, everyone, including the General will be walking at least sometimes with you. Just remember one thing, we may be the future, and we don't know how much time we will have with anyone. This is your chance to make the difference in the new world that you couldn't make in the old world. Please stand and start this journey with us."

The people did not roar their approval, but they did stand up and pick up their luggage and packs. I took the microphone off and handed it to dad. He smiled, "That was very good for a twelve year old."

I started climbing down the ladder with Travis and looked back up at my dad, "They weren't ready for a kid to talk to them, and they may not listen the next time."

Dad climbed down, and I took the microphone again, "Let's move the elderly and the children to the front, so we can pace how fast to go based on how fast they can move." I suggested.

The giant column started to move a few minutes later. We walked, we talked, we moved among the people, and at the end of the first four hours, everyone was hungry and tired. Some of the kids in the front saw the food trucks and the field kitchen. Everyone started running toward it.

The people started moving faster to get to the head of the lines that would form. This is the first time I would see how an army was fed. The lines went fast and smooth and the food was decent, not as good as what dad made for his little army of eleven, but much better than hospital food.

Soldiers, along with Mac and his men, went to the chow area and made sure things went smoothly. Mac was protecting the children so that no one would take advantage of them or steal their food. By the looks of the kids, and we are talking about ten to eighteen year olds, most had nothing for days at a time. Now they would get decent meals.

Their parents watched closely too, and many talked to the blue uniformed soldiers and began finding out their job was to protect the kids. As the days went by things seemed to be more relaxed. What we did not know is that a new public service message had started playing every fifteen minutes. Across the nation, refugee camps were being moved to larger bases. The routes and types of transportation involved were also being broadcast.

The morning of the second day helicopters reported masses of people going toward Highway 10. We were near Casa Grande. Although we never actually saw anyone joining us, by dinnertime we could obviously tell the group was growing. When we got to Tucson thirteen days later, it was apparent to everyone, almost 500 more had joined our ranks.

Dad got on the radio and called for more supplies. It could be days before they arrived. At night, the soldiers set up showers for themselves and the refugees. It was limited to one hundred people because of limited water supplies. Those that could double up in a shower did so, which sometimes reached two hundred. As clothing and walking shoes became available via airdrops from the helicopters, they were given out to the people. Not everyone got a shower every day, but it was better than it had been. We did wash our feet and private parts each day; we hoped that everyone else did as well. Dad was insistent about cleanliness under the circumstances.

When we stopped that night we all went to our tent and relaxed. Imagine, except for the ones who joined us later, over a thousand men and boys walking in the sun and near freezing at night. Then there was the fact that we are only going four to five miles an hour, when we expected seven to ten miles an hour. It would take days before anyone was clean, and the process would start again. Every time we stopped, some officer would ask everyone to wash their hands, feet and private parts.

There was no clean bedding; sleeping bags were all we had along with the big tents at night. Some of the boys had the expected stomach cramps and were put in trucks with a doctor and a couple of newly trained medics to help.

Travis moved over and snuggled me, "Stevie, you haven't asked where Justin has been every night when we stop."

"I guess I have been too tired to think about where everyone else is." I answered.

"Every evening he is taking off with some older boy. I think the boy's name is Mark. He has two younger brothers and a dad that is still alive." Travis hinted.

I smiled, "It's nice you guys are making some friends."

He looked at me oddly.

"Now what did I do?" I asked.

"They are getting pretty close Stevie." He emphasized.

I looked over at Mattie who has half asleep, still wearing his pink boarding shoes, "What about Mattie?" I asked.

"Mattie is a flirt. He flirts with anyone he thinks is cute. I don't think Mattie has ever had sex really, I think he just wants to have it... and probably a lot of it." Travis grumbled.

"I think you are jealous of Mattie." I grinned.

"He attracts boys like flies. He is telling them that his dad is the General, which is supposed to explain why a girl is with us. So they all think he is a girl." He continued, "I heard a couple of the boys laughing at his accent though, and teasing him."

"Well dad is his dad now, just like everyone else in the family. I always wanted brothers and sisters, just not this many all at once." I laughed.

He punched my side, "Are you listening to what I am saying?"

I rubbed my side, "Yes, but, what do you want me to do about it?"

"For one, you can check on that boy Justin is running around with, and second you can tell Mattie to cool it or have your dad tell him. Come on Stevie, he looks and acts like a horny preteen girl, if we aren't watching out for him who will? He is your brother now, you should check on him." He growled at me.

"Tristan is the oldest don't you think that would be his job?" I muttered.

He returned my statement with one of his mean glares, I looked at him, "Don't you look at me that way, you are so bossy, and pushy! What they're doing is their business, I can only watch over them I can't tell them what to do."

"We are all still minors, and you're the leader. You have to tell them!" Travis spat out.

"I think you need to tell Mac and dad and let them deal with it." I sighed, hoping he would drop the subject. He started to hit me again, "Stop it Travis! You can't be hitting me all the time!"

Mattie and Chase sat up and looked at us. Mattie smiled, "A lover's quarrel?"

"I think Travis is horny and Stevie is telling him no." Mattie laughed, and then they both giggled.

Travis stood up, "No, we were discussing how you are flirting with all those boys and I am worried you are going to get hurt over it, maybe even killed!" Then he stormed out of the tent.

I sighed, "Thanks guys."

Mattie frowned, "Is that really what he was talking about?"

"Well you are a flirt. I haven't been watching what you are doing but I guess he has. If you keep doing that, several are going to think YOU are their girlfriend. That will start fights, and when they get your pants off they are going to find out you are a boy and will probably kill you." I watched his eyes get big and I kept going, "Most of them think you are too cute for a boy, and you have long beautiful hair, and you wear perfume. What do you think those boys are thinking about?"

"Well they are always jerking off." Chase grinned, "During the day if they get horny the boys and even the men head off to the woods alone and jerk off like the big guys do and most of them shoot pee stuff all over everything."

Mattie and I looked at Chase in horror. Mattie asked, "Exactly how would you know that Chase?"

"I follow them to see what they are doing."

"You're spying on them?" I asked.

"They don't see me. Usually I can get right next to them and they never know it." He grinned, "But they only do it if a lot of trees are around or boulders, so no one can see them do it."

"There are not many trees or boulders around at all Chase." I pointed out.

He shrugged, "I am too sneaky I guess."

Well you had to believe Chase, he was the ultimate snoop after all. I sure wouldn't have the guts or the patience to do what he did, and he did it all the time. I turned my attention back to Mattie, "The point is that if they get you out there, they could decide to rape you, and when they find out you're really a boy, they may kill you. Now since you are the next to the youngest, we are worried about you, so ease up on the flirting, and I think you should tell people you are a boy so you do not get hurt."

"Justin is having sex all the time!" Mattie defended.

"How would you know that?" I asked, and then turned to Chase who was blushing red. "I see. So you have been watching Justin playing with it too?"

"Umm... he is doing more than playing with it. He has a boy that is doing this to... him." Chase put his finger in his closed hand, and made it look like a dick going in and out." He turned away from me out of guilt, "And Justin likes it a lot!"

Justin may be very cute, but I couldn't imagine a big dick inside his skinny body. I looked at Chase, "That isn't so hard to believe I guess, but tomorrow I want you to show me this boy that is screwing our brother."

"You never say anything about Joey and Declan!" Mattie retorted.

"Joey and Declan have known each other since they were little. The difference is Justin is an extremely horny boy and enough so that he might start letting other boys do that to him. Do you want him to die of some disease? "

"No!" Mattie and Chase blurted out at the same time.

"Then I want to meet this boy." I pronounced.

"We can do that now." Chase said with a worried look on his face, "This is about the time of day they do it. Before the rattlesnakes come out."

I was tired and my legs hurt but I stood up, "Okay, show me where they are at."

I walked with them out of the camping area, through a thicket, and beyond that to a group of boulders, "That's where they are" Chase pointed.

I stopped, "I want you guys to go back and rest, I'll talk to Justin by myself. If Travis or anyone asks for me just tell them I will be back later and not to bother me."

They came up with excuses but they ended up going back anyway. I continued walking over to the boulders until I heard Justin whimpering like he did when he played with himself. I knew Chase would not make it all up, but maybe he was just jacking with other boys, since that was his trademark.

I did not know why I was being sneaky. I should have just walked up to them to see what was going on. There I was however, trying to be as sneaky as Chase would be. I got as close as I could to the boulder and slowly worked my way around, keeping my body as close to the ground as I could.

What I saw made my eyes pop out. There was naked, skinny Justin whimpering and squirming. A blanket was thrown over a bolder and he was laying on it wiggling around. I rounded the boulder a little further and there was this older kid sucking on Justin's wiener. He had all of Justin's wiener and it looked like his balls in his mouth too. Justin was pumping his little behind in the air.

You could see every muscle in Justin's body working and pumping. The older boy had my hairless new brother in his mouth, sucking his wiener to bits, with one hand on Justin's chest... no his stomach... no it was all over Justin, and Justin was letting that boy do it all.

I looked and saw Justin's legs spread wide, so I went around to the other side of the boulder. From this side I could see the older boy's finger pushing inside MY Justin's little bum. I know my mouth was agape. I wanted to be mad, upset, furious, yell and scream but all I could do was watch. The older boy's finger was going in and out of Justin's behind sometimes slow and sometimes fast and every few minutes Justin would yelp and get stiff as a board.

Then Justin started saying weird things, "Now Mark, please give it to me now. You made me wait long enough!"

My own wiener was stiff, my heart pounding. The older boy let Justin's hairless wiener slip out of his mouth, "You want it like yesterday?"

Even though the boy had stopped, Justin's body was arching its back, and his bottom was pumping up and down. I couldn't hear what Justin said, but the older boy smiled, and stood up. I saw his big stiff dick and as close as I was I could see the big red mushroom top throbbing. He pulled his finger out of Justin's bottom and Justin had a fit, "No! No! Get back in!"

The boy went back to Justin's face, then kissed him on the lips, "Take it easy baby love, I will take care of you." Then he walked around between Justin's stretched out legs, and pushed them far apart.

"Yes, oh yes Mark! Pick me up and let me hold you so that you can put all your sperm in me! I have to have you before Travis and Tristan find out"

If my eyes did not open wide then, they really opened when they older boy put his hands around Justin's little waist and pulled him forward, "Ok, slowly Justin, do not get in a hurry. We don't want you hurt. I'll pop the top in you and you can wiggle on that until you're ready. "

"Uh huh!" Justin whimpered.

I could see Justin's dick hard as a rock, the whole stem almost purple. I heard it! I actually heard it pop in! Justin was squirming all over. His behind was pumping on that boy's red top making that boy tickle. That boy was holding my friend Justin in his hands. Justin grabbed the boy's forearms, "I am ready Mark, please please."

"You are always ready for me, but I am going to take my time because you can do this all day and I can't. Then I saw that boy's butt push in just a little, and heard Justin scream, but it was a happy gleeful scream that you would hear a seven-year-old when he was happy at Christmas. The older boy pushed in and out and I could see his balls getting closer and closer to Justin's little bottom.

I took a deep breath and felt my stiff little wiener wanting out of his cage. I slowly unzipped my fly and let him out and then turned my attention back to Justin and the older boy. His balls were right against Justin's behind and he was pumping slowly in and out of my friend, my brother. I didn't know what to do but I couldn't help myself I just kept watching, not realizing I was rubbing my own wiener against my pants. Then the older boy slipped his hands up to the middle of Justin's back and lifted him up. Justin wrapped around the older boy's neck and pulled him close and then his legs wrapped around the older boy.

I swallowed hard and felt faint. I went back to the other side of the boulder and saw them holding each other tight. Justin was bigger than I down there, but against the older boy, he looked like a baby. That older boy had a little hair around his wiener and he was pumping that big dick into Justin.

Justin and the boy started making noises. Neither said anything, it was like watching two bodies become one. Justin's wiener was being rubbed by the older boy's stomach muscles and two more times I saw Justin's body stiffen up and the older boy giggled, "Slowly Justin, let's make it last." The boy said.

I watched as Justin wrapped his legs around the other boy's butt tighter, pulling the boy closer and then he wiggled up and down on that boy's big thick dick while the boy was pumping in and out of Justin's hot little butt. "I'm going to shoot again Justin!" The boy whimpered.

My own wiener was boiling hot. I finally realized it and looked down. Did I come? My muscles were aching, was it from the walk or just having a dry orgasm watching that boy stuff my Justin? When the two started getting louder, I turned my attention back to them and they both yelled out something and their bodies stiffened up. Then they just stood there kissing, they even had their tongues in each other's mouth. It was gross, but exciting too.

I tried to get my wiener back in my pants and it wasn't going to work, so I pulled my underwear up over it so it would not be looking out. I sat and lay against the rock waiting for my body to cool down. I was out of breath.

When I heard them talking again the older boy was calling Justin by his name, "You are my baby love Justin. I have never met anyone like you. Never in a million years would I imagine having someone as beautiful as you are."

Justin said, "I love you too Mark, you are so sweet and loving."

I thought I was going to gag. Then Justin asked, "Can I have more?"

"Of course you can, I am always ready for you. But Justin, you said you wanted me to meet your family, and it is getting near dinnertime. If we do more, we will be at the back of the line." The older boy said.

I could not see Justin's face at this point but I still listened, "We better clean up then and get dressed, I don't need Chase snooping around looking for me and call Stevie or Travis to see us like this." Justin pouted.

"Okay love, I have to lift you up."

"Pull me off of it, just be slow and gentle. I hate this part Mark, when you are still hard and take it out." Justin explained.

Yet, they did not stop at all. Justin cried out as that boy lifted Justin up, and Justin used his hands and legs to push himself back down on that boy's wiener. The boy giggled, "I am going to lay you on the blanket, because I can't hold you up any more."

I went to the other side of the boulder again to watch, this time I stood up. I could see Justin's dick still hard as a rock bouncing as that boy pumped in him faster and faster. The boy's stomach rubbed all over Justin's balls and stiff dick. Justin's butt was going up and down keeping rhythm with the boy. His hands were holding the bigger boy's arms, and his legs wrapped around the boy tight.

The boy was pushing in and out so hard you could hear his balls slap against Justin's behind. Two more times Justin froze his dick straight out over his stomach. The boy whimpered, "God you squeeze so tight!" Then, as Justin started to relax, the boy pumped even harder. Then he yelled "Yes!" and he too froze as he held Justin tight.

I thought they were stuck together for several minutes. I wondered how Justin was going to explain to dad how that boy became stuck in his butt. Then Justin giggled, "I got it all, it's starting to get soft."

"Yes, but you're not, you sex maniac. That was five times today. You are going to have to wait until tomorrow for more." The older boy explained.

"That's alright, I know you will come and get me when it's time." Justin grinned. Then Justin sat up on the rock as the boy pulled away from him. The boy helped Justin slide to the ground. Justin still had a boner and his little nuts were tight up against his body and he stood on wobbly legs. "That was awesome Mark!"

"Ya, but now I have to clean you up. Then get to your family before that brother of yours finds out about us. What is his name again?"

"Stevie, he will be pissed off when he finds out, but he will settle down after a few days." Justin explained. I watched that boy gently clean Justin up with the towel, as Justin continued, "I will have to sit for a few while my dick gets soft."

"I will get dressed, but I am not going back and leave you out here alone. I just hope your family likes me. Like you said, we are going to be together a lot." The boy smiled.

I crawled away from the boulder as far as I could go, and got behind a small tree and stood up. I ran as fast as I could back to the tent. Out of breath, I jumped on my sleeping bag. Then I heard Tristan's voice, "What on earth are you doing?"

It was always dark inside the tent, and I had no idea who was there when I ran in, "Nothing." As my eyes adjusted to the light, I saw Tristan, "Tristan have you screwed Davy since we started the walk?"

"That's none of your business Stevie, and we don't screw anyway." He said sarcastically, "And what is it to you anyway, you don't even let Travis in you."

That hurt, but I knew what he meant. I could not very well argue the point. Right now, I was confused not just about Travis who always had me confused, but by what was going on around me. Without Chase, I would never have guessed Justin was having real sex with someone we didn't know. That was very confusing for some reason.

The family gathered with Mac and Travis in the chow line. I turned to see Justin walking hand in hand with that older boy until he reached us. They were both smiling, "Dad, everyone, I want you to meet Mark, I love him."

We all stared at Justin for a few moments, including dad and Mac. They came out of the shock faster and shook that boy's hand, the one that was in Justin's butt. Then dad introduced the rest of us. The boy looked at dad sincerely, "I really didn't know they were all your kids."

Mac frowned, "Travis is mine."

Declan was hanging onto Tristan and his mother was standing behind him when Tristan grumbled, "Actually Travis and Stevie are together, they are just arguing a lot right now."

I glared at Tristan, and Travis glared at me.

As the food line moved, I turned my thoughts to the journey we were making. We had already traveled twenty-five days, and we had only gone a little over one hundred and eighteen miles. The trip was over 445 miles, and that meant we had only gone one-quarter of the way in that period, meaning another seventy-five days before we reached our destination. Major Martinez was right when he said it would take us longer than I expected, a lot longer than I imagined.

I am probably the only one that did not shake the older boy's hand. I had mixed and confused feelings about him and Justin. And that hand had not been washed. Yet, I was jealous. I knew that for sure. I felt I had been robbed, not that I had a crush or anything like that on Justin, but shouldn't I have been asked first? Didn't Justin care what I thought?

Then to see that older boy have all Justin's private parts in his mouth, and I knew without a doubt it was not the first time, and I was not told by Justin himself? Then that boy had his dick inside MY Justin. Mine! I was so furious I could not eat my dinner. I sat across from that boy at the table and tried not to glare at him.

Travis pulled my shirtsleeve, "Are you alright?"

"I am okay just upset at something. I'll tell you about it when I calm down." I answered, "And you are mad at me, and I don't even know why. So that doesn't help either."

I did not look at Travis. I was upset with Justin, not him, and I did not want to give myself away until I could think about it. The other guys were getting along fine with that new boy... Mark. He, like everyone else was wearing jeans and a striped shirt. The only thing that made him look different was his hair and his smile, and he was taller than even Tristan, not to mention he had hair on his dick, although if he had any under his arms, it could not have been much.

I stood up, "Excuse me everyone." As I picked up my plate, "My stomach is upset, I think I will go lay down."

Then that boy grabbed the plate out of my hand, "I'll have them save your food. You may get hungry later."

I was about to lash out, but somehow I kept my cool and walked away. As I did, I heard him say, "I don't think Steve likes me very well."

From Travis I heard, "I have only seen him like that one time. Whatever is bothering him, I hope it passes soon."

I sat down on my sleeping bag and for some stupid reason I started crying. Each day things got better, and it seemed as the days wore on my mood was not getting better. Jealousy and hopelessness started to take over, and worse yet, I felt bad because I saw what that boy did to Justin and how much fun they had. They did stuff I wanted Travis to do, and I could not. I cried myself to sleep.

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