Date: Sun, 8 Jul 2018 14:04:11 -0500 From: Charles Subject: Indian Uprising -3- This story is completely fictional and if any characters remind you of or resembles anyone you know then that should make it even more believable. The story contains sex between adults and youth. If this offends you then don't read the story. This site is free to readers but needs donations to help keep it running and free. Any amount will be appreciated. Send donations to: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Any comments good or bad will be appreciated by the author who retains all rights to the story. ahsed1955@gmail.com Indian Uprising -3- My routine became pretty set, get up in the mornings to collect eggs and check on livestock while my mother prepared breakfast. My father would come out to the barn and check on things with the real reason to get me to suck his huge cock. He never fucked me during the morning always saying there wasn't enough time, plus a few times I tasted something on his cock that I figured out years later was the taste of my mothers pussy. This explained why he wasn't in the mood to fuck my ass more so than there not being enough time. About once a week my Indian friend would come by the pond and fuck me several times before leaving. Sundays had become a bit more interesting as we went into town for Church. My mother let me sit in the back with the other children so she really didn't know if I was back there all the time or not and the few times she noticed me missing I used the excuse of going to the outhouse. I would make my first move to the blacksmith who was always ready for a good sucking and a long slow fucking. Just about the time he was finishing up the store owner would show up and of course be in a hurry. This meant his fucks were much faster and harder but he always had a piece of hard candy for me afterwards. There was one Sunday that this old mountain man came into town just as everyone was heading to church and needed some supplies. I saw him talking to the store owner who kept saying something about it being Sunday and he wasn't open. After the man showed him his money, the owner spoke to his wife and left with the mountain man. I took the opportunity to slip out the back of the church and run around to the store. The owner saw me and motioned for me to come on in and wait while he filled the man's order. I sat on a stool and ate some candy while the mountain man gave his order. My cock and ass were excited remembering the mountain man I had more or less been broken in by. He noticed I kept staring at him caught me looking at the loin cloth that covered the front and back of his pants. Without saying anything he reached down and rubbed his crotch to see what kind of reaction it would get from me. The store owner noticed the movements and suggested without even looking around that for a piece of hard candy that the boy just might help him out in that department as well. The mountain man let out a deep grunt then lifted his loin cloth for me to see. He had an impressive cock that wasn't even hard. He asked the store owner if we could use the backroom for a bit. The owner never looking back as he said I knew the way. I walked into the back room and was closely followed by the mountain man. He pulled the loin cloth around to his side and stood there waiting to see what I would do. Putting the candy down I lifted his uncut cock and sucked it into my mouth. The man grunted and moaned as I began sucking and licking his cock. He wasn't all that clean but I was too excited to stop. His cock grew to a good eight inches and was thick but my father had a good inch or so on length and was a little thicker so I wasn't worried about its size. It must have been some time since he had jerked off or had anything to fuck because his cock had barely gotten hard and down my throat before he unloaded his balls into my stomach. He gasped for air and just stood there while I continued to suck and lick on his cock. To his surprise his cock didn't get soft and once he started pumping I dropped my pants and turned my ass to him, after making sure his cock was as wet as my mouth could get it. Bending over was all he had to see as he grabbed my hips and started forcing his cock into me. It hurt more than I wanted but soon was sliding in and out as the pain subsided. Taking a firm grip on my hips he began to pound my ass fast and hard. Several times he pulled his cock completely out then eased it back in. My cock responded by shooting each time he did this and before long he wasn't able to do it anymore. He tried but his lust wouldn't let him slow down. He began grunting like a old bore as he rapidly pounded my ass then released another volley of his hot cum deep inside me. Holding himself against my ass he let his breathing settle as his cock began to shrink. Once my ass forced his cock out he rubbed my ass cheeks and looked around for something to clean both of us up. Just about that time the owner stepped in and told him not to bother with my ass that he would clean it up once he finished. The mountain man watched as the owner all but attacked my ass which was slick and sloppy from the mountain man's cum. There was a lot of squishing noise going on as the store owner pressed on. He knew he had to get it over with quickly and with a grunt filled my asshole with another load of cum. Taking a rag he had brought he wiped his cock clean and told me to squeeze my ass so I could make it to the outhouse. Keeping my ass as tight as I could I pulled up my pants and stepped out the back door. Sitting down on the wooden seat where my ass was almost too small I let the two loads of cum gush out of me. After a couple of wet farts I took a page from the magazine and wiped myself clean. Back in the store the mountain man was settling up his account and winked at me. He tossed me a gold coin of which I had no idea what it was worth and said if he was ever in the area again he would try to find me. He left and I asked the store owner how much the coin was worth and he told me twenty dollars. I couldn't believe my fortune then felt really sad because I knew there was no way I could spend it without my mother finding out about it. I guess the store owner knew what I was thinking and suggested that I give him the money and he would keep an account for me at the store. I could use it to buy candy, but only a piece or two at a time, and if my parents needed something extra he could take it out of my account. I wasn't sure but when he told me how long it would take me to spend that much money in his store I was sold. Excited about the money I had almost forgot about the blacksmith so I hurried to his livery where he was mending a wagon. Smiling he said he thought I might not make it for our little party today. I explained about the mountain man and all, but left out the part about the money. He said he understood as he guided me toward the tack room. Pulling my pants down he lifted me across an old soft saddle and spread my legs. He kept the saddle there just for me. Easing his cock into my still slippery asshole, he commented on how hot it felt as he buried his cock in it. He started off with a slow thrust but like always he soon was pounding me hard and fast until he let loose that deep grunt that always proceeded his empting his balls in me. Just as he began cumming a big man stepped into the tack room. Well big in size not muscles. He was dressed in a suit and I heard the liveryman address him as Mr. Jones. I knew Mr. Jones as the banker which my father had dealings with from time to time. He just stood there staring at my bare ass draped across the saddle and the blacksmith's cock still pulsing inside it. He cleared his throat as he watched the action and asked if his wagon was fixed. The blacksmith tried to pull out but his cock pulsed another time or two so he left it in. He managed to tell the banker the wagon was fixed and if he would give him just a few seconds he would get it out for him. The banker started to step out then asked what the boy's services cost. The blacksmith told him so far they had been free as his limp cock slipped out of my asshole. The banker turned around and moved up beside me and asked me if they were still free and I nodded they were. Dropping his pants he pulled out a thick cock, not more than five inches but thicker than any I had seen. Moving in on my sloppy asshole he began to push the head into me. My asshole gave some resistant and I grunted as it popped inside. The banker had a different rhythm when it came to fucking. Because of his large gut he would thrust forward then give another hump with his legs forcing his cock deeper. Soon he had me moaning as this seemed to force me over the edge each time he added that extra hump. When he got close he held himself against me and just continued that little extra hump. I must have shot out at least five times as he began flooding my asshole. He shot so much cum it was draining out around his cock and running down my balls even before he was finished. He stopped and kept my asshole plugged with his thick cock as it slowly began to shrink. He glanced at the door as he pulled his cock out and to my surprise he spread my cheeks and began sucking on my asshole. I could hear him slurping and swallowing as he took all the cum he could get from my asshole. Hearing the blacksmith returning he stood up and began pulling his pants back up. The blacksmith stepped over and with a wet cloth cleaned my ass and balls as well as down my legs where cum had run. I got down and got dressed as the banker and blacksmith left me in the tack room. The banker was upon the wagon and about to leave when he motioned me over. He told me anytime I was in town and visiting the blacksmith to let him know and if he could he would love to join us. I told him I usually came over every Sunday during church services and he was welcome to come. He smiled and pulled away. I went back in the livery where the blacksmith was getting ready to make some horse shoes. I told him I would see him next Sunday. On the way back home I kept having to lean on one side of my ass or the other since the Banker's cock had actually made me sore. My father noticed and suggested we go fishing once we got home while mother took her time to make the evening meal. I knew that this was my father's way of getting alone with me so he could fuck my ass good and long. My mother didn't object because she didn't have to rush to cook, she knew we would be about an hour later than usual for supper. We changed into our ever day clothes and were off within ten minutes. We didn't go to the pond since there was always the possibility of the Indians being there or showing up. We had found a nice little place in some rocks that we couldn't be seen from. Within seconds my father was naked and had me stripped down as he forced his cock into my mouth and down my throat. Once he shot his first load into my stomach I had to tell him everything about the store owner and blacksmith. This always had him hard by the time I finished telling him and he was ready for the real fun. Getting me on all fours he mounted me like the dogs and drilled my asshole with his big cock causing me to cum a couple times before he asked me if I wanted it in my ass or down my throat. Squeezing my ass was all I had to do as he picked up speed and filled me full. He held his cock inside for a few minutes then asked if I was ready to clean up. This was his way of letting me know he was going to pee in my ass. I had gotten use to it and could usually managed to keep all his piss inside me until he was finished. As soon as he stopped he would slowly pull his cock out while I clamped my asshole around it. Once he was out I would move over to the side and squat, releasing his piss, cum and any cum from the other men that was still inside me. When I had drained I told my father that I felt sticky and wanted to go to the pond and wash off. He said it was alright and he would take his time going home and he would tell my mother I was taking a swim. I had just gotten into the cool water when five Indians rode up. The young one I knew along with a couple more that had fucked me before. Along with them was an older bigger Indian and a much younger one. The younger one had blood smeared on his face and I noticed the deer draped across the back of his horse. They got down and the one I knew reached beneath his loin cloth and stroked his cock which was our sign that he wanted to fuck, of course I knew this also meant the others too. They threw down a saddle blanket and I didn't waist time as I got down on all fours. They pulled the loin cloth off of the young buck and pushed him toward me. I could tell he was nervous and not sure what to do. Reaching up I stroked his cock which instantly stood at attention. I sucked it in my mouth and when he started enjoying it I took it out and turned my ass to him. He hesitated but once his cock started sliding in his natural instincts took over and he began pumping like a wild animal. He didn't last long at all and actually pulled out and shot his load on my back. The others let out yelps as they moved in and started fucking my ass and mouth, making sure they each got a turn at my ass. The older Indian just watched and made no attempt to join in. I looked at the Indian I knew and then back at the older one and he knew I was wanted to know why he didn't want to fuck me. He made a sign that the older man's cock was limp. I got up and went to the old Indian, lifting his loin cloth and began sucking his cock. At first I didn't think anything would happen but all at once it began to grow in my mouth and the old man started getting excited. Once it was fully erect he pulled it out, pulled me up off my knees and turned me around. Forcing me to bend over he drove his cock into me and fucked me fast and hard. He let out a little yelp as he started cumming which was followed by the yelps of others. The old man spoke to the one I knew who with sign signals let me know that the old man would come by when the sun was high each day for more of my mouth and ass. They mounted up and rode off as I went back into the pond to clean up again. At home my mother had just finished setting the table when I walked in and she commented about she thought my father was going to have to go look for me. I told her I had been watching some Indians hunting. My father gave me that look that said he knew better but would find out later what happened. When we went out to check on the livestock my father asked me about the Indians and I told him what happened and that the old Indian wanted me to meet him at high noon at the pond. Telling him had him hard and this time he took the time to fuck my ass good. While we were cleaning up he told me to make sure it was safe before walking in on a bunch of Indians. I told him I would be there early and could see how many were approaching well before they got there. I finished my chores early the next day and couldn't wait to go meet the old Indian. I took some bread and told my mother I was going to be at the pond fishing most of the day and may not be back for lunch. My father just told me to be careful with the Indians about. I was upon the ridge well hidden in plenty of time to see the old Indian approach as well as anyone else that was coming with him. I only had to wait a few minutes before I saw the lone horseman coming over a far ridge. Making sure I waited to see if any were following him, plus I could be at the pond in plenty of time before the old Indian. Climbing down I was sure he was alone as I scampered to the pond. He rode in and I am sure I saw a grin on his face, guess he wasn't sure if I would show or not. He got off of his horse and took the blanket off. Placing it close to some rock structures in the shade he motioned me over. When I got there he took his loin cloth and headset of feathers off. I took the hint and got naked myself. He rubbed my chest stomach and ass before playing with my hard cock. Standing up he just looked at me so I reached out and began rubbing his stomach then his balls and cock. Again there was no noticeable reaction from his cock but I eased the foreskin back and sucked the head into my mouth. He moaned and pulled my head into him. I had his entire cock in my mouth and began thinking nothing was going to happen. I felt it begin to swell and he started rubbing my head. Soon it was standing erect and he was wanting some action. Pushing me down on the blanket he had me get on all fours as he got behind me and pushed his cock into me. I grunted because he wasn't very wet and it burned going in. He slowly fucked me until my own ass juices got him good and slick. The action picked up quickly and I can say he knew what he was doing. He would ram himself deep then move his thighs around causing his cock to rub all around in my asshole. His breathing was getting harder and I knew he was quickly approaching his orgasm. Suddenly he leaned over and reached around me as he stroked my cock. Seconds later my cock erupted in his hand and he began fucking me faster. Muffling a moan he began filling my asshole full while uncontrollably his body jerked against me. Spent he rolled off of me and sprawled out on the blanket beside me. Reaching over I gently played with his soft cock and balls which he seemed to like. There was some movement in the cock but it didn't get hard enough to fuck with. Leaning over I sucked it in my mouth and for a good ten minutes just sucked and bobbed on it. Reaching up he grabbed my head and held me down as he pumped his hips up into my face. His cock shot his second load into my mouth as I swallowed it down. He got up and went into the pond and washed himself off. I joined him and he helped wipe me down, letting his fingers explore my asshole for a while. Looking up at the sun he got out of the pond and picked up his blanket. Placing it on his horse he got up and then reached for me. Pulling me up behind him he rode back in the direction he had come. Stopping he got off and helped me down. Taking out a little bag he began putting some paint on his face and then pointed to a group of about twenty five Indians about a quarter mile from us. They were heading in the opposite direction of town and with some sign language he let me know they were a war party. I felt scared when I realized what he was telling me but he pointed at the pond and the direction of town and our farm. With some doing he let me know that things in that direction were safe. He mounted up after rubbing my cock and squeezing my ass and pointed at the sun and moved his hand straight up. This told me he would be back at noon tomorrow, while I was thinking if he wasn't killed. He rode off in the direction that would let him catch up to the war party. I watched until they were out of site before heading back home. Finding my father in the barn I told him about the old Indian and asked him what was in the direction they were riding in. My father thought for a bit then said there were some mountains and some mining communities but no towns then wanted to know why. I told him the old Indian had painted up his face and I was sure they were a war party. My father gave it some further thought and said he was sure there weren't any settlers or towns in that direction. I then told him the old Indian had let me know that our farm and the town was safe. The following day the old Indian came back to see me and had a bandage on his arm where he had been either shot or cut. When I asked about it he started to try to sign it to me then gave up and started drawing it in the dirt. Seems the war party met up with another group of Indians and that was what they were after. He pointed to his arrows and his arm letting me know he had been shot by an arrow, then waved it off. Reaching over he began to play with my cock which sprang to attention. He removed his loin cloth and had me begin sucking on his cock. It took about ten minutes but it managed to get hard and he did his best to pound it in and through my asshole before reaching around to jerk me off then fill me full of his hot cum. As he mounted to leave he pointed at the sun then spun his hand around before showing me three fingers. I figured out that he would be back in three days. He handed me a pair of beaded moccasins which I took proudly. He seemed to like the fact that I smiled when he handed them to me and know he noticed my cock spring to attention. Smiling he rode off. I hurried home to show the moccasins to my parents. At first my mother was worried and didn't want me to go back to the pond. My father told her that by giving me the moccasins it showed the Indians weren't after us. She calmed down and said she still would have to think about it. My father asked if I was going to wear them and I told him they were too nice to wear. That Sunday the talk around town was about the Indian war not far away and if it was going to spill over into the town. I wanted to tell them they didn't have anything to worry about but knew they wouldn't believe me and I surely couldn't tell them how I knew. I went to visit the blacksmith who after having some fun told me the banker wanted to see me if I had the time. I went around through the alley to the back of the bank like I was instructed and knocked on the back door. The banker let me in with a big grin on his face as he started to get undressed. I took the hint and soon we were both naked. Sitting on the edge of his desk he leaned back which pulled his big stomach back and exposed his cock and balls. Moving in between his legs I managed to stuff most of his thick cock into my mouth and within minutes was filled with hot cum. The banker started cussing saying he wanted to fuck me and wasn't sure if he could get hard again. I took his cock in my mouth and sucked while fondling his balls which he didn't seem to mind and after about five minutes there was some response. Once he was good and hard he had me move to the sofa where he bent me over the arm and spread my cheeks. He applied something cool and slick which really helped get that thick cock into me. Using that technique he had he soon had me shooting cum on the side of the sofa as he pounded my ass. Since he had already cum earlier it took him a good fifteen minutes before he announced he was cumming. Spent he pulled off of my ass and pushed a rag in the crack of my ass and said that would keep it from leaking all over everything. Seeing the cum running down the side of the sofa he said he would have to clean that up and took some water and a rag and other than it being wet it was gone. He told me when I left that I should be sure and use the outhouse or I might leak into my pants which would be hard to explain. He slowly dressed and said he was pretty worried about the Indians and before I could stop myself I told him he didn't need worry about them. He asked me how I knew and I had to tell him about the old Indian and what he had told me. The banker sat down and told me that is was good news but there was no way we could tell everyone else because of how I had learned. I told him I had already figured that out. He asked me if my father knew about it and I told him he knew pretty much everything. He looked worried and replied "everything". I smiled and told him yes and it was alright that he had found out about the other Indians that had fucked me and he enjoyed doing me at times as well. The banker relaxed then asked me how many other men in town had enjoyed my body. I told him other than the blacksmith, the store owner, him, and my father only some Indians. He told me that I should tell the blacksmith and store owner and at least they could help keep down panic in town from the Indian war. I went back and told the blacksmith who said he would tell the store owner since he hadn't been able to slip out of church to meet me and was glad for the news. On the way home my mother said some of the women in town were talking about getting their husbands to move because of the Indians. My father tried to tell her that the Indians were fighting each other not the white people. When we got changed I told my parents I was heading to the pond for a swim. My father gave me a look that asked if I was meeting any Indians there. I told him I just wanted to swim and cool off. I was swimming around when I looked up and the young Indian I knew and another one that had an arrow in his leg were moving up to the edge of the pond. The arrow was deep but the way it moved I knew it hadn't hit the bone. They put a blanket down and the Indian laid down while the other tried to push the arrow on through so they could bandage the wound. The Indian yelled out and pulled away from the pain. I moved over and wanted to help but every time the arrow was pushed on the Indian yelled out. I could tell the Indian I knew wasn't sure what to do. Seeing the other Indians soft cock that had fallen to the side of his loin cloth I had an idea. Removing the loin cloth I took the cock and began sucking on it. The Indian at first tried to push me away but when his cock started responding he relaxed his arm. Soon the Indian's cock was erect and was a nice eight inches which I continued to suck and deep throat. Looking up at the other Indian I made some signs that I wanted him to push the arrow through when I made the cock start shooting. He nodded his head that he understood and placed a rolled up blanket beneath the Indians leg. Moving my body so the Indian couldn't see what we were planning I swallowed his cock again. It became apparent by the way he was bucking his hips that he was getting close. Looking up without removing his cock I made sure the other Indian knew he was close. He had one hand on the Indians leg and another real close to the arrow. Making a few more quick moves and taking the cock into my throat I felt the Indian's balls pull up tight as his cock pulsed and his first stream of cum shot into my throat. On the next pulse the other Indian drove down hard on the arrow sending the head all the way through the leg. The pain only caused the Indian to shoot several more streams of cum as he yelled out and passed out. While he was out the other Indian broke off the arrow and pulled it on through the leg. Taking some mud and moss from some rocks he spread it on the wounds and tied a bandage on it. The other Indian was coming to as we wet my shirt and rubbed his feverish body down. He opened his eyes and saw that the arrow was gone and smiled what little he could through the pain at me. The other Indian managed to let me know that they would wait a few hours before moving him and from the tented loin cloth he had something in mind for himself. Still naked I didn't have to remove anything as he dropped his loincloth and moved in behind me. He took it slow since we both were dry but once he was slick he fucked me for a good fifteen minutes with me cumming twice before he did. Seeing that I had cum he looked at my cock and played with it until it was hard then turned and offered me his ass. Moving in behind him I forced my cock into him which caused him to grunt a little then did my best to fuck him hard. I shot my load and noticed that he had managed to jerk himself off while I was fucking him. The other Indian had recovered enough to sit up and had been watching the action which was the reason for his cock standing at attention again. Moving over to him I straddled his body and lowered myself down on his cock. He moaned and laid back while I moved up and down on his cock. It didn't take but a few minutes and he had coated the inside of my asshole. I took my wet shirt and cleaned him up then myself and pointed to my house. The other Indian nodded his head as I put my pants on but carried my shirt. When I looked back both were back on their horses and slowly walking away. I had to explain to my mother that I had slipped on some rocks and gotten my shirt dirty and tried cleaning it in the pond. That was the reason I hadn't put it back on. My father just looked at me a little funny and I knew he would be asking me for the real story later. In the barn later I told him what had happened while he slowly eased his cock into my ass. Once I finished he bent me over further and proceeded to hit places in me that only he could reach. Afterwards I just squatted where I was and let my ass drain as my father presented his cock to me to clean for him. He was almost hard again then made a comment about better save some for my mother or she might start suspecting something.