Date: Sun, 5 Aug 2007 14:45:20 -0500 From: charles Turner Subject: Christy Young 2 This is a work of fiction. Any name, place or activity between men, children or animals is purely a figment of my warped imagination. If you are a minor or it is illegal to read about alternate sexual activities in your area please leave now. No animals or humans were harmed in the making of the story. Christy Young 2 Although it was completely new to Christy he allowed the boy to suck him until he felt the cum boiling in his balls again. Lifting Wynn's mouth away he asked Albie if he didn't want to follow his brother's lead. For the next ten minutes the boys were silent as they went about exploring their 'uncle's' dick and balls. When the time came that he couldn't hold back any longer he tried positioning both of their mouths where they would have the chance to catch some of his cum. They both got some, but Chico pushed his way in between and got more than either of them. Breaking every expectation the boys had, Christy invited them to stay for the evening; after calling the Stevenson's he ordered a pizza since it was the only place that delivered as far out as he lived and being gone for four days there was no food thawed for dinner. About two hours later Christy took the boys home and spoke with their parents about picking them up to finish the yard work they had started that afternoon. Both Mr. And Mrs. Stevenson were happy to hear that the boys had taken the initiative to do some work and were more than willing to allow Christy to pick them up the following day. Wynn and Albie crawled into bed exhausted but excited about the prospect of more sex with Chico and Christy, although they felt that Christy was a little too old for them. The next morning the boys did the chores their father asked of them and were waiting at the end of the driveway when Christy drove up. Wynn and Albie had worn the same wrap around their waist as the previous day and sitting on the front seat with Christy were trying to get them to slide down their legs. "Guys, you have work to do before we can play. I want my yard looking as good as it ever has." At just that moment two cars pulled out of the banker's lane and when Christy tried to swerve to miss them he drove into a ditch alongside the road. The twins were thrown into the dashboard of the truck and broke their left arms. Christy couldn't believe that the two cars that had caused him to land in the ditch didn't even stop to help. After a few minutes of getting the boys' skirt pulled back up and fastening them into seatbelts Christy drove to Doctor Jaeger's office. It was too early on a Saturday morning for the doctor to be in, so Christy walked across the street to a donut shop, bought some coffee and donuts and called the doctor at home. He and the twins sat in the truck talking about the rudeness of the other two drivers and how they were not going to be able to finish the yard work. Dr. Jaeger had a well equiped little clinic, it had an x-ray machine and various other pieces of equipment that let the doctor tend to his patients without sending them to a larger nearby city. While the boys were getting their arms x-rayed Christy called their parents and explained what had happened and told them where they were and that he would call back when he knew how seriously hurt they were. Dr. Jaeger might have let him in the exam rooms with the boys, but Christy wasn't going to push the 'uncle' bit. He sat in the waiting room and thought about how he had woke up that morning feeling different than he had in years. After showering and sitting down to drink his first cup of coffee Chico reminded him of the fun the dog had enjoyed the day before. His dog didn't try mounting him, Chico knew who was master of the house. He pushed his way between Chris-ty's naked legs and gredily bathed his cock and balls in dog saliva. The man was glad to know that the experience with the twins was not a one time affair and that Chico would also be including him in their play. Remembering the time he spent with Chico that morning made Christy wander if he were regressing to habits he had thought to give up in high school. No, he hadn't been having sex with his dog, in fact he didn't own a dog or horse. He had done what many of us wish we could do, everyday during his sophomore and junior year in high school the first thing he would do when he got home from school was jack his cock up to its full length and grabbing the seat of whatever chair he sat on would see how much of his dick he could get in his mouth before he would shoot. Now years later as his dog licked his balls and asshole Christy had bent over as far as he could and first licked and then sucked the sensitive head of his cock past his teeth and drank every drop of cum that spurted onto his tongue. In high school Christy hadn't thought anything about sucking himself, figuring that everybody that could, would. Seven years later he wondered if having sucked himself and drank so much of his own cum wasn't a preview telling him that he was homosexual. Sitting in the doctor's office with an erection straining his jeans he wasn't able to say the word gay, pedophile or any of the other pejorative words that described the things he had done in the past twenty-four hours. One thing he did tell himself was that when the twins were ready he was going to really open their asses for them. The idea of taking two boys back home with casts running from their wrists past their elbows was intimidating. Christy had Dr. Jaeger speak to Dalton and his wife, assure them that the boys would be fine and tell them that the bill would be sent to Christy. When Christy got on the phone Mrs. Stevenson was crying. Christy understood that two more injured people in a house that crowded would be overwhelming. Where the idea came from he couldn't say, but hearing her cry he promised to bring the twins by the house so she could see them and then take them to his place for the first day or two of recuperation. Both Wynn and Albie thought it was great that they would get a vacation from their family, secretly they were hoping that they would be able to explore their desire to be with Christy, each other and Chico more fully. Dalton was in a wheelchair sitting on the porch when Christy arrivbed with Wynn and Albie. While they went in to see their mother and get whatever supplies they thought they might need the friends sat talking. Christy explained how the accident happened and that he expected the insurance investigators to be by the house in a few more hours. His insurance man had told him that after the last problem the banker's friends had caused on the Farm Road that there would probably three Texas Rangers with the insurance people so he should be prepared for a full afternoon of questions. Dalton tried talking Christy out of taking on the responsibility for his twins although he did concede that his wife was stretched as far as she could be stretched caring for him and the four children under five. Whatever pain killers the doctor had given the boys when setting their arms had worn off and when they came back out the door they were trying not to show they were in pain. Their parents told them all the standard things about behaving themselves and trying not to get into too much trouble. They were in the truck headed to Christy's before either boy asked if the doctor had said anything to him about them being in pain and what they were to do. "Take a dose of cum and call him in the morning." Even in pain the boys thought that Christy was pushing his luck. At the house he gave them a pill the doctor had said would probably knock them out for a few hours the first time they took one. He made them comfortable in his bed and with them nodding off decided to try trimming the yard until the insurance people and Texas Rangers showed up. With unknow visitors coming he tied Chico in the barn and let the dappled gray stallion out into a nicely whitewashed corral. He had bought the stallion the same year he became engaged, his fiance had seen a sign saying their neighbor had a horse for sale. When they went to check out what type of horse he was selling it turned out the sign was inaccurate, there were six horses for sale or trade. The neighbor was an old-fashioned horse trader that had started with just a pony and twenty bucks but now had a herd of horses and seventy acres. He was building a barn the morning they showed up so there wasn't much of an opportunity to talk. Christy had fallen in love with the big grey stallion and after having a vet check to be sure he was healthy had paid more for him than he had ever planned on spending on an animal. Three years later he was still pleased that he had splurged, he could ride Wizard for hours without tiring the big horse. The company he gave the man who needed love after his wife to be died was less effusive than Chico's but it was always waiting for him. Christy stood marvelling at the horse, the dog and the twins laying upstairs in his room when as horses will do, Wizard let his cock out of the sheath and pissed. The man had often seen him do that before, but a day after watching his dog have sex with a child that dick made him think about having sex not about waste. Was he going crazy? What had those two boys done to him? He knew it wasn't really their fault, but he needed to blame someone for the thoughts going through his head. For the next two hours he worked as hard as possible, trying to not allow any thoughts about sex, boys or animals creep into his head. He had finished leveling a hedgerow that half hid his garage when he heard Chico barking like a fool. Looking around he saw that two troopers were walking up the driveway and that another car was parking beside theirs. Whatever plan he had to cool off before they arrived was gone, he found his shirt and wiped the sweat out of his eyes and dried his short hair while waiting for his visitors to make their way to within a few yards. Wiping off his hand on his shirt he extended it to shake with the troopers. Both of them were taller than Christy, unusual as he was nearly six feet six inches tall. The first to introduce himself was fifty or sixty pounds overweight and gruffer than Christy would have expected from Texas's elite, his name was Lieutenant Archer. The second man was younger than the lieutenant, Christy guessed he was approxiamately his age, built like he lifted heavy weights and wore K-9 insignia on his shirt collar. He introduced himself as Detective Fred Gonzalez, Christy tried every trick he had ever heard to memorize the name, he wanted to say it over and over as he looked into the vibrant green eyes of the man. There had only been one man that had ever attracted him that way before and he blushed as he thought back to his college days and the lengths he went to trying to get his RA to notice him. "As soon as the insurance people get here we can go inside. I turned the airconditioning on since the boys that were with me are sleeping off a pain reliever." Christy wanted to say much more and yet he wanted to say a lot less, everything he wanted to say was being said by his dick which had snaked down his leg and sneaked out beyond the hem of his shorts. He couldn't believe what was happening to him, but in a way he was happy to be coming alive again. "Chico, sit." Christy had decided on feeling air hitting the tip of his dick that he better step in front of the troopers so they couldn't see what he was exposing or they might arrest him on the spot. He wasn't certain what the law was about lewd exposure, private nudity, etc., and didn't want to learn from inside a prison. In the house he suggested the troopers sit at the kitchen table and excused himself to run some cold water over a cloth, wiped the sweat off his chest and pulled on a pair of levi's that he knew would show off his cock but not expose it. He had just reentered the kitchen when he heard Chico barking at the men walking across the newly mown grass. The mastiff had been well trained and after one command sat quietly. Inside the house Christy was asked to tell his version of what happened then was lambasted with a barrage of questions that made him think of all the bad television he'd seen with abusive lawyers cross-examining the lying witness. If he hadn't needed the insurance company to pay for the doctor's bill and to fix his truck he might have given up and told everyone to get out. The conference around the kitchen table went on for about four hours. It seemed to be winding down when Christy heard Wynn and Albie coming down the back stairs. It was the first time that he was ashamed of his friend's twins. The four men in his kitchen were going to see two young boys dressed in girls' skirts and wonder what he was doing to them. When Christy introduced them and told who their parents were the older trooper displayed the only sign he'd given of being human. "How is that son of a sheep fucker?" To the boys' horror the older trooper explained how he and an earlier partner had arrested the boys' grandfather a dozen times for trepassing on some of the neighboring ranches and screwing their ewes. The trooper laughed as he told a story about catching their grandfather and his father in a neighbor's sheep pen trying to catch one particular ewe that the older man wanted because he thought it had the tightest pussy. The twins stood listening to the stories too mortified to move and too entranced to want to. "You boys going to take after your granfather?" Christy couldn't believe how extremely rude the trooper was being to two kids that had been traumatized by an accident to their father and now themselves. He was trying to decide what to say to him when Wynn smarted off, "No officer, we like dogs." There is nothing like the truth to shut up a bully. Who would believe the kid? Certainly not the insurance men. "We would like to interview them separately. Is there another room we can use?" The investigator was trying to be overly polite to balance out the coarseness he had just experienced. Christy showed them both to rooms where they would be comfortable; before they could start, the troopers decided they better sit in on the interrogation so they wouldn't need to answer their questions again. Christy watched officer Gonzalez walk into the room where he had led Albie, his dick throbbed to be released. He knew that what he wanted from the man was just one chance to stick his dick between those perfect globes of muscle. That he could be thinking that way left him confused and he sat at the table with his head in his hands wondering what he would think of next. The boys and their questioners were back in the kitchen in less than a half hour, the insurance men said goodbye and the older trooper started explaining what would happen next. Christy was too tired to pay much attention to his words, but when the men started off across the yard his eyes couldn't be torn from Detective Gonzalez's ass. He was startled when the young trooper turned around and came back to the porch. "This is the phone number to call if you think of any thing that happened that you didn't tell us. I am usually out with my dog partner, but on Saturdays he gets the day off." The detective's eyes glanced down at Chico. "He might be a cousin of that guy, they are about the same size. Demon is just a smidgeon darker and he might be a little bigger." Until Christy looked down and saw that Chico was licking his fully extended cock he didn't know what would be funny about Demon being a 'little bigger'. Staring intently into Christy's eyes the detective said "they can be quite a hand full."