Date: Tue, 6 Sep 2022 19:33:57 -0400 From: James Karvonen Subject: Song of the Lonesome Steel Rails. 24. 24. Bobby and Quack were seated at the dining room table with their hands folded, heads bowed and eyes closed waiting patiently for the preacher to finish blessing the food. It had been a long night and a very interesting morning thus far, especially with 9 year old Clay's wakeup call earlier that morning, and what happened after that. "Amen!" Rev. Poetter called out. "Amen! His wife Joy, Susan and little Clay all cried out in unison. The table was stacked with pancakes, maple syrup, eggs, bacon and a dish that both Quack and Bobby really wasn't all quite that use to, yet, a southern specialty known grits! The food was passed around but no one started eating until everyone was served. As soon as everyone was served, Quack and Bobby dug in. "I tell you, its going to be one hot day today." Rev. Poetter pointed out. I figured you two boys might want to get your most of your work done in the morning while its cool. As you can see, the church needs to be painted. I have all the paint, ladders, and brushes that you will need in the tool shed to get the job done. It may take a couple of days, even a week or so to complete the job, but after you finish I'll pay you of course. That was what we talked about yesterday afternoon wasn't it son?" "Yes sir!" Quack was quick to say. "But if you don't mind me asking, how much will you pay us for to do the job?" "Since I'm giving you your room, board and meals while you are here I bekieve that one dollar a day for each of you for a full days work is appropriate. Does that sound fair too you son?" One dollar a piece wasn't very much but being that the preacher was adding room board and meals also, Quack went on ahead and nodded. "That sounds fair sir." He said. "Very good. Like I told you yesterday there is a lot to be done around the church and the grounds of this sacred parrish. So as long as you two decide to stay here I'll keep you working." "We'll get right on the job after we eat, won't we Bobby?" Quack said. In the prescence of the preacher and his family, he had decided to use Bobbys name instead of his monicker Little Chooch. "Uh huh." Bobby nodded. "Very good. You two eat as much as you want. One thing the Lord had provided is plenty of food during these hard times so that we won't go hungry like so many other poor unfortunate souls." Bobby and Quack finished eating. As soon as they were done the preacher looked over at his daughter and said, "Susie honey. Will you take our two guests over to the tool shed so they could get started painting the church." "Yes pa." Susan said. She stood up. Dressed in an ankle length home spun dress and barefooted, like her little brother, Susan looked attractive. "Come on you two." Bobby and Quack stood up and followed Susan through the dining out room then out the kitchen door the kitchen door. Already at 8:00 in the morning the heat and humidity was beginning to build up. Like the preacher had said,earlier at the dining room table, it was definitely going to be a hot and humid day, today. The toolshed was located near the barn. It was a small, dark brown wooden framed building . Chickens were hopping around all over the place in front of them. "Here is the toolshed. Like pa said, everything you need to paint the church with is in this shed." Susan said. She opened the door up for them. There were, cans of white paint, scrapers, ladders, buckets to pour the paint in, paint rollers, and brushes, everhthing that they would need to get the job done. There were also other items in the tool shed that included an ancient push lawn mower, rakes, shovels, hoses and so forth. "Well let's go ahead and get started. No matter how fast we work, its still going to take days to get this job done." Quack said. "The more days we work, the more money we'll earn." Bobby pointed out. There were about twenty gallons of white paint stacked up against the back wall, more then enough to get the job done because the old wooden framed church built before sometimes the Civil War wasn't all that big. It didn't even have a steeple. It was just a plain looking building. The congregation of this church in this rural unpopulated area of North Carolina was only about 60 members or so. The church definately did need a paint job as evident by the peeling white paint on the outside walls of the church. To get the job done a lot of the peeling paint would have to be scraped off and that would be a complete job in itself that might take days. So all in all, Bobby and Quack had their work cut out for them, and the hot, humid weather moving in over the next couple of day wasn't going to help them any. "I guess what we're going to have to do first is scrape the paint off the walls where it's peeling. We need to do that before we could even start painting. That may take at least three or four days to complete." Quack told Bobby after looking the situation over. " "You've done this type of work before?" Bobby asked. "Uh huh, and its not as easy as it looks. Its going to take at least three weeks to a month to do this job. Quack frowned. "I hope the preacher pays us each day after we work. I don't know if I can stay here that long." Bobby frowned. "Don't worry, pa will pay you. He does what he says he is going to do.My pa is a man of God." Susan said after overhearing their conversation. "So I guess today we'll need to start scraping. So l'll get a ladder and you can get a couple of scrapers Little Chooch and we'll get to work." Quack stated. He walked into the tool shed and grabbed a sliding ladder then carefully carried the wooden ladder out. Bobby followed picking up a couple of scrapers that they would be using. Susan tagged along with them mainly to make her prescience be known. Ten minutes later they were at the back of the church where they started to work. Placing the ladder up against the wall of the church, Quack started scraping away the upper wall while Bobby scraped the lower wall. As they worked, Susan watched. Bobby could tell that Susan had something on her mind or she wouldn't have been tagging around behind them like she was doing. Finally as they were scraping causing flakes of paint to fly, Susan did say something. "You know Clay told me what you two done to him this morning." She said in her deep southern drawl. Bobby and Quack paused when they heard Susan tell that to them. "Oh, and what exactly did he tell you?" Quack asked. "He said that after he woke you up, you two did some sexual things to him that made him feel good." "Did Clay tell you that he was a that initiated it?" Quack asked. "What do you mean when you said that he initiated it?" "Tell her Little Chooch?" Quack said. He climbed down the ladder then brushed the paint flakes off his shirt. Finally he just went on ahead and pulled his shirt off, baring himself to the waist. The rising sun was causing the heat and humidity to build up. "He wanted to see what our dicks looked like so we went on ahead and showed him." Bobby said. Seeing that Quack had taken off his shirt, Bobby went on ahead and took off his shirt also. As hot as it was getting outside it felt good not to have a shirt on. "Tell her what else he did." "When we showed him our dicks he felt us up." Bobby went on to say. "Yeah, knowing my little brother he would do something like that." Susan sighed. "He also said that you wanted him to he fuck you, and he did. Is that true Susan?" Quack asked. "Why that little brat.". "Well, did you?" Quack prodded. "Okay, so yes I did! I wanted to see what getting fucked felt like without having to worry about getting pregnant. I knew that because of Clay's age he couldn't sperm yet, so, yes I did! Does that make me a bad sister?" "No, not really. You were just satisfying your curiosity, that's all." Quack smiled. "Its just that, my little brother loves sex. It seems like most of the times all he thinks about is sex. And what you did to him this morning, bringing him off twice in a row, that made it even worse. He never got off before until you two got him off this morning. When pa and ma weren't around he had been constantly playing with himself." Susan explained. "What about you? Do you like sex?" Quack asked. "What do you think? Do you two like sex?" Susan asked, throwing the question back at them. "Uh huh. We sure do." Quack grinned. "Do you two, ahhh, mess around with each other, not that I care. Each to their own, right?" "Yeah, we mess around with each other. It gets lonely when you ride the rails like we've been doing." Quack replied. "Have you two ever done it with a girl?" "We have.Why?" Quack asked. "Just wondering,that's all. If you've done it with a girl, your not a complete dandy then." Susan explained. "Dandy? What's that?" Bobby asked. "That's another word for queer." "Oh." "Would you two like to do it with me?" Susan then asked. Both Bobby and Quack had already figured that sooner or later Susan would approach them about having sex. They originally had planned earlier that morning after spending a little time with Clay to approach Susan about getting sexually involved with her. With Susan approaching them about having sexual relationship with her that only made things all the more easier for Bobby and Quack. They looked at each other and smiled. "Sure honey, when do you want to do it?" Quack said, giving Susan his most seductive smile. "Maybe this afternoon. I know a place in the woods that we can go too. It's really pretty like. There's a waterfall and pool beneath the falls that you can swim in, and there will be no one around to bother us. We can go there after lunch. Pa won't mind because he knows that its going to be hot outside this afternoon. Remember what he told you at the breakfast table. Try to get most your work done this morning because its going to be hot out there." . "What are you going to tell your pa?" Quack asked. "Just that I'm going to show you two around which is true, I won't by lying to you." "So after we eat lunch I'll take you there." Susan promised. With that haven't been said, she left, leaving Bobby and Quack alone to finish what they started doing earlier that morning. Around 1:00 that afternoon, the preacher walked over to the back of the church to check on the progress Bobby and Quack had made, scraping the old paint flakes from the back of the church. He nodded in approval when he saw how much the two boys had accomplished. "It looks like you two are doing a mighty fine job, a mighty fine job indeed. Lunch is ready if you want to take a break for a couple of hours being that we are now in the heat of the afternoon." Both boys were shirtless and dripping with sweat. The temperature had risen to the low 90s and the humidity only made matters worse making the outside temperature feel like it was in the low 100s. "Yes sir, we would like that." Quack said, wiping the sweat from his forehead and eyes. "Its a tad cooler in the house, but not much. So come on up to the house, you can wash off at the water trough." "Thank you sir." They watched as the preacher left then picking up their shirts and slinging them across their sweaty shoulders they headed to the water trough that was located beneath the shade of an ancient elm tree. There was an old fashion water pump at the trough, so Quack went ahead and started pumping water into the trough. The water was ice cold and very refreshing. They washed their hands and face, splashing some of the water onto their sweaty chests, then pulling on their shirts headed to the house for lunch." True to her word, Susan said between bites of her egg salad sandwich, "Daddy after lunch can I take Bobby and Johnny to the falls." "Why of course my love. I'm sure the two boys would enjoy seeing the falls." "Thank you daddy." Susan smiled. "Can I go with you?" Clay asked. "Not this time Clay, maybe next time." Susan said. Pouting Clay said, "Come on Susan, take me with you." "I said, not this time Clay. You always tag around with me wherever I go. So this time just let me have a little space." "Pa, ma!" Clay pleaded. "Your sister is right honey, give her a little space this time." Joy, the preachers wife told him. "Thank you ma." Susan stated. Immediately after lunch Susan, Bobby and Quack left.the house. Bobby and Quack followed Susan into the woods. They were following a deeply rutted animal trail. The woods were thick and shady which made walking along the animal trail a lot more pleasant walking. It was still hot outside and before long Bobby and Quack took off their shirts, thing them around their waist so that they would be more comfortable. "How far away from the your house are these falls?" Quack asked. "Not far, about a quarter of a mile or so. You going to go swimming with me?" Susan asked. "What are you going to do, swim in your bloomers?" Bobby chuckled. "No silly. I'm going to go skinny dipping. What do you think pa would say if I walk into the house with wet bloomers on beneath my dress?" "I don't know, but I never went skinny dipping before with a girl before. " Bobby said. "There's always that first time.I've done it before and its fun." Quack said. "But what about your parents. Would they approve of you going skinny dipping with two boys that you've just met?" Bobby asked. ,"My ma and pa don't care what I do with boys as long as I don't get pregnant. Of I got pregnant it would be a whole different story. They believe that God will protect me from things like that happening. That's why when I'm with boys I make my own decisions." Susan was quick to explain. "I'm okay with that, what about you Little Chooch?"? "Sounds good to me." Bobby replied. About ten minutes later they reached the falls. Just like Susan had told them the water falls were a beautiful, nicely secluded place. The falls were about fifteen feet high and maybe twenty feet wide. The pool of water beneath the falls was pretty large and from what Quack and Bobby could see, fairly deep. Because the falls were in the middle of the woods large trees all around them shaded them from the direct rays of the sun. The ground around the pool was soft and mossy. Dozens of different type of ferns highlighted the area. "This place is beautiful." Quack commented. "I told you." Susan smiled. She reached around, unfastened her dress then pulled it up over her head taking it off. She was wearing bloomers underneath which she quickly took off also. Within seconds she was standing completely naked in front of Bobby and Quack. She definitely was attractive, Bobby thought as he gazed up and down her nude body. She was nicely tanned which told Bobby that she probably spent quite a bit of time sunbathing naked beneath the hot North Carolina sun. Her breasts were larger then Kim's breasts, the first girl that Bobby had ever had sex with. Her nipples were already erect because they were jutting out prominantly from her nickle size crimson aureolas. That was because she was three years older then Kim and tjat definately made a difference. She had a large dark thatch of dark pubic hair around the cleft of her vagina that was the same auburn color as the hair on her head. All of her curves were in the right place. When she turned around, Bobby could see that her buttocks were full and plump, the crack between the twin cheeks deep. "Okay you two, I'm naked, so you two got to git naked!" She called out in an almost authoritarian voice tone. "Come on Little Chooch, let's do it." Quack said. He kicked off his shoes then pulled his pants down over his muscular legs. His thick veiny erection proudly snapped upwards into view from his vee of dark tangled pubic hair. Between his legs his fuzzy balls hung low and heavy. Bobby went on ahead and quickly undressed also. Like Quack Bobby's slender penis was very much erect, his length angling proudly upwards from his hairless mound. His half grown balls hung low and distinct between his inner thighs. He noticed that Susan was looking at him more closely then she was at Quack. "There now, was that so bad? Now we're all naked, now let's go swimming. Maybe afterwards when we cool off we could do something else." Susan smiled. Bobby and Quack both had a very good idea what that something else was. They followed Susan and she jumped into the water. When Bobby jumped into the water, he yelled out the ice cold spring water caught him completely off guard. "This water is freezing!!!" He screamed out. Already his body became covered with goosebumps. "You're telling me." Quack sputtered. "You Yankees ain't use to southern spring water now, are you? I think this water is just right." "Because you're use to swimming here. This water is so cold that it made my cock go soft." "Same here. My cock has wilted down to nothing, and my balls are drawn in within the sack!" Bobby complained. "Get use to it, because I like the water when it is this cold." Susan chided. She took a deep breath then disappeared under the water only to re-emerge a few seconds later. "So you say!" Quack shouted. The three swam for a good twenty minutes or so having then times of their lives. They splashed each other and played tag not caring what part of the body they touched when they tagged someome. Finally the coldness of the spring water drove them out for a little while. Since they didn't bring any towels with them they had to sun dry their bodies. But as hot as the sun was, it didn't take all that long before they were dry. "Let's go over here and lie down on this mossy patch of ground." Susan suggested. The two boys followed Susan over to a large mossy area. The sun felt good now since they had just gotten out of the ice cold water. With Susan in between them, they plopped down on the ground besides each other lying on their backs. Neither of them were erect because they had just gotten out of the cold spring water. "So what are we going to do now?" Quack asked, letting Susan take the lead. Susan then surprised them by saying, "I want both of you too fuck me one at a time, but you have to promise me that when you get close to skeeting that you will pull out. That way I won't get pregnant." Quack and Bobby looked at each other. "Are you serious?" Bobby asked. "Uh huh, I want to see what it feels like with both of you in me."'Susan stated. She sat up, looked down at both of them on each side of her then reaching out took hold of Bobby's flaccid penis with her left hand, and Quacks flaccid penis with her right hand. Both boys cringed in response to her touch. She began squeezing, pulling and manipulating their soft appendages. Again the two boys cringed then moaned. "The one who gets hard first will fuck me first." She said, her fingers really going to town on them. She flipped the flaccid members and corkscrewed them with her thumb and forefinger eager to get a response. Finally it was Quack that started to lengthen first. Within seconds he had become completely erect, his thick veiny 7"inch length proudly standing straight up between Susans still fondling fingers. Bobby was only half erect when Susan released him. "I guess its you who will fuck me first." Susan smiled, looking directlh at Quack. She reached out to fondle him again, drawing back the foreskin so that she could use the ball of her thumb to stimulate the protruding glans. Pre-cum started drooling over the ball of her thumb. In which she quickly smeared it around. She wanted to make sure the upper shaft and protruding glans was nice and slippery before Quack penetrated her then started to fuck her. Drawing her hand away, Susan said, "It looks like your nice and ready to fuck me." "And how!" Quack said almost eagerly. It had been a while since he last fucked a girl and even a boy whom he prefered for that matter. " Susan rolled over onto her back, spreading her legs wide open so that Quack could slide in between them to fuck her. It didn't take long for Quack to reposition himself so that he was now in between Susans outstretched legs. While Bobby watched off to the side, Quack hunched down to penetrate her, driving his thick 7" inches up into her, almost to the hilt, balls deep." "Oh, oh, ooohhhh!" Susan screamed when she felt Quacks thick length driving deep down into her. And then Quack began to fuck, thrusting his thick veiny shaft in and out of Susans hot pussy. As he was fucking her from the missionary position he reached down and started to fondle Susan's cantelope size breasts and nipples. "Oh shit, oh God!" Susan cried out as Quack hunched in and out. Her legs splayed outwards then locked tightly around Quacks hips. "Don't, don't forget, oh my God, don't forget to pull out when, when oh Christ when you get, get ready to skeet! Ohhhhh! Susan screamed hunching upwards to meet Quacks deep driving thrusts. "Oh yes baby! Oh yes!" Quack panted thrusting in even harder driving his thick shaft balls deep into her. And just as he was on the verge of cumming, respecting Susans wishes he pulled out. Just as he was doing so ropes of thick white cum started spurting out all over Susans stomach and breasts. Even as he was cumming, Quack rolled over onto his back gasping for breath while his cum still spurted outwards. At the same time Susan started cumming, her hot wet pussy lips twitching away spasmatically apart and together multiple times. Her inner juices flowed, the smell of sex filling the air. After it was over for both of them, It took a few minutes for them to recuperate. Sitting off to the side, Bobby wondered if after Susans seemingly intense orgasm that she would still let him fuck her. But finally when she gained her composure, she pushed herself up on one of her elbows and said, "Are you ready Bobby?" "Uh huh." Bobby said, his cock throbbing with anticipation a little. "Then come on sweety." Susan said. She spread her legs waiting for Bobby to climb on top of her and drive his slender boy cock into her. Bobby wasted no moving between her outstretched legs and sliding ontop of her. He lowered his midsection down towards Susans hot wet pussy. Moving her left hand upwards Susan grasped Bobby's 4"inch shaft to guide him into her hot wet pussy. Bobby heard himself moan when he felt himself enter her. Because his erection was smaller and not nearly as thick as Quack's erection was, Bobby slid right in on his very first thrust sinking all the way to the hilt. He felt Susan's inner muscles clamping tightly around his now fully impaled shaft, and both of her hands gliding over his hips to clutch and squeeze his plump bubbly asscheeks so that she could pull him down into her when he made his thrusts. It was then that human nature took over and Bobby found himself in a world of pleasure. He started thrusting as hard as be could, in and out driving balls deep into her hot inner depths with each one of his thrusts. He could hear Susan moaning and groaning as he fucked her driving long and deep. Within seconds he could feel his climax building up rapidly in his loins. That caused him to drive even deeper and faster into her. Finally when Bobby could no longer handle the intense inner pleasure, like Quack had done, Bobby pulled out, his thinnish boy cum spurting against Susans lower stomach just above her thick bush of pubic hair. At the same time Susan pussy was twitching with her second consequative orgasm that afternoon. Gasping for breath Bobby rolled over besides her. Smiling Quack braced himself up on an elbow. Hoovering over Susan. Quack reached down and smeared the splotches of Bobbys boy cum over Susans lower stomach with his fingertips "It looks like you shot yourself a nice little load." "I did." Bobby confessed. "So did I " Quack said. After they recuperated, they took one last dip in the pool beneath the falls to rinse themselves off. Once they got out of the water they sun dried again, dressed then headed back to the house. It had been a great afternoon, not only for Bobby and Quack, but for Susan as well who couldn't wait to get with them again........