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This series tells of the ongoing adventures of a man, possibly the only one remaining in the world, and the young boy he takes under his wing as they travel through a world where the majority of the human race has been wiped out be a plague.  The disease's lethality was linked to sexual maturity killing the adults and leaving the earth's children to fend for themselves.

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The Patriarch

Chapter 7



Day 149

I emerged from the diner back into the sunlight with the still naked Wade hugged to my chest with his legs wrapped around my waist.  I carried him back down the highway toward the spot where we would turn to head back up to the camp site.

“You can put me down Jake, I’m OK,” he said.

“Do you mind if I carry you for a while?” I asked.

I couldn’t bear the thought of losing contact with him just yet.  I needed to hold him a bit longer.  I came so close to losing him forever.  I still had tears brimming in my eyes.

“I’m almost twelve for crying out loud.  You’ll get tired of carrying me.  I can walk,” he said more firmly.

“Please Wade?  I really just want to hold you for a bit.  I’ll carry you for the rest of your life if that’s what you need.  I’ll never get tired of it.  I don’t know what would happen to me if I lost you now.  You're all that matters to me.  I’m so sorry.  I shouldn’t have let that happen to you,” I lamented.

“What?  You didn’t know Tyler was mean.  Why are you acting like this?  It was just a stupid prank.  You didn’t do anything except get me out of there,” he said.

“I should have kept you safe,” I said.

He wrapped his arms tighter around my neck and said, “I love you Jake.  I know I’m safe with you.  I’m OK now.  You can put me down.”

“No, not yet,” I said, squeezing him tighter.

He acquiesced and let me carry him as I walked slowly back to the camp site.  When we got there I simply sat down on the ground, still holding him, and let him settle into my lap.  I held him for a while longer thinking of how much he meant to me now.  I wasn’t ready to let go of him just yet, but we needed to get the hell away from this place.

“Wade, we have a decision to make,” I said, “When I was in town yesterday I set up a truck to charge up its battery.  If we want we can use it to drive for a while, through the mountains at least, to the other side.  It would get us away from here quicker and we could cover a lot of ground very fast.  We’ll have to wait just a little longer to give it time to charge, but it shouldn’t be too long at all.  What do you think?”

“No!  I don’t want to drive and I don’t want to wait around here.  Why do you want to drive?  You said we wouldn’t have to unless we were in a hurry to get away from winter.  I love walking with you.  I have more fun now than I ever had in my life.  I love this.  We have all the stuff you said we needed.  I have really good boots now.  You promised to teach me to fly fish in the streams on the way.  Please?  I don’t want to drive,” he pleaded.

I kissed the top of his head and gave him a tight hug again, “I don’t want to either.  This has been the best time of my life too.  I don’t see any need to rush it yet.  I would love to walk with you some more.”

“Let’s not go back to the town though, OK?” he asked.

It had truly been my intention to go back and burn down the diner, but I guess that would be nothing but a pointless symbolic act for no one’s benefit but my own.  It would have been dangerous anyhow, I had planned to simply grab a couple of full propane bottles from the outfitters and toss them through the diner’s window, then bounce a few buckshot shells off them till they blow.  Not exactly a safe undertaking on second thought.

“OK, we have everything we need from the town so we don’t need to go back to it.  We’ll go down to the other side of the road and cross the stream.  It’s shallow and wide there.  We can follow it a ways further south past the town before we turn west again.  It will be several days march to get right into the mountains.  If the weather holds out and you prefer we can spend a bit more time in the hills with the streams until you really get the hang of fly fishing,” I offered.

“Really?  That would be awesome!” he exclaimed.

“OK, it’s decided.  You had a rough morning; do you need to rest for a bit before we head out?” I asked.

“No.  I want to go.  I don’t want to be here anymore,” he said.

“I’m with you.  I don’t like this place so much anymore,” I agreed.

Wade put on his clothes while I rolled up the sleeping bag the two boys had slept in and tied it to a pack.  We picked up the rest of our stuff and I helped Wade on with the smaller backpack.  He seemed a bit unsteady at first.

“You OK Gopher?  Is that too much for you?” I asked.

“No, it just feels weird,” he said, “like I’m gonna fall backwards.”

I had already adjusted the pack to get most of the weight on his hips.  I adjusted the stabilizer straps and fiddled with the shoulder straps a bit more until he was satisfied.

“Just let me know when you get tired.  We’ll need to take breaks a bit more often until you get used to carrying the extra load,” I said.

“Really?  Can we do whatever we want when we stop?” he asked, with a big grin on his face.

I chuckled, “Yes, whatever we want.”

“Good, I think I might get tired really often then,” he said smiling.

It was as if the ordeal he’d just been though was nothing at all.  I don’t think he was aware that he had likely been within minutes of dying of asphyxiation.  I could only be thankful that he was still with me, and was still exactly the same Wade I’d grown to love.

We walked down to the road and crossed it.  I kept looking over to the town but there was no sign of Tyler lurking anywhere.  I had been perfectly serious with my warning to him back in the diner.  If I ever saw him again and it looked as though he was trying to follow us I would not hesitate to shoot him dead.  Wade needed to be safe, whatever it took.

I began to wonder what I would do when it was time to sleep.  What if that sick little bastard did follow us and I didn’t see him?  I might never be able to sleep again with the visions running through my head of him grabbing Wade while I slept.  I sighed.  I would have to cross that bridge when I came to it.

I guess the world hadn’t changed much since it ended.  As far as we knew the total population of the planet was three people, and yet still Wade and I would need to lock our proverbial doors and windows and arm the security system to get a decent night’s sleep.  As it was I may have to figure out a way to institute a shift for keeping watch.  I would hate to put Wade through that though.  Making him think he isn’t even safe enough to sleep whenever he wants.

We desperately need to get more people to join us.  We need the safety of numbers.  We need to have someone keep watch while the others sleep.  I was beginning to regret not just killing Tyler when I had the chance and my blood was up.  That would have certainly solved the problem of having to sleep with one eye open.  If ever there was a valid time to institute frontier justice it was now.  I began to seriously ponder whether I should make up some excuse to go back into town, then find him and take care of him.  I wasn’t sure if I could really go through with it though when I wasn’t in a blind rage.  Probably best not to try.

The stream was very low here and we had no problem finding enough big rocks to get across without getting wet.  We turned and followed it south past the town.  I continued to glance back at the town on the other side of the creek looking for signs of Tyler.  If he was going to follow us this would be my best chance to see him do it.  Later on he would have the benefit of the trees for cover but he had to cross a lot of open ground to get to them here.  If he left it too long he likely would not be able to pick up our trail if I was even a bit careful of not leaving any obvious tracks.

We walked for a while and I noticed up ahead the stream veered off to the west again.  We could continue to follow it a ways.  The highway crossed it to continue south for a bit.  I would rather follow the stream than the highway.  I felt it was time to leave any sign of humanity behind us again for a while.

I took one last look back toward the town, which had started to get small now, and I stopped.  There was a boy running along the other side of the stream waving his arms in the air.  He looked to be fairly tall.  He had long yellow blonde hair and he had a big pack on his back so he was having a bit of a struggle running, waving his arms and trying not to topple over from the pack bouncing this way and that.  It looked like he had not adjusted the straps at all.

My heart rate increased just a bit.  What now?  I wasn’t too sure if I wanted to take another stranger on, but I couldn’t assume everyone was evil just because of Tyler.  This was just another kid orphaned and completely alone.  If we left him here all he’d have for company would be Tyler.  Shit.  There was no way we could just abandon him, especially with that monster on the loose.

“Why did you stop?” I heard Wade ask from a bit behind me.

I moved aside so he could see past me to the running boy on the other side of the creek who was slowly gaining on us.

Wade came back to stand beside me.

“Is he mean?” he asked.

“I don’t know Gopher.  I’ve never met him,” I said as I watched the boy frantically trying to catch up to us on the other side of the creek.

He kept looking back over his shoulder like he was being chased but I couldn’t see anything or anyone behind him.  I looked all the way back to the town but couldn’t see anyone else.  Then suddenly he was there, I saw him.  Tyler came out from between two buildings and stood and watched the boy running towards us.

I reacted instantly.  I dropped my pack and pulled the Mossberg from the scabbard and spun and started to bring it up to get ready to shoot.  The blonde boy saw me pull the shotgun and he stopped suddenly and dropped to the ground.  It wasn’t my intention to scare him but I desperately wanted to fulfill my promise to Tyler.  I realized I was too far to make the shot with a shotgun.  This isn’t a high caliber rifle.  I started running back towards the town.

I was almost near the point across the stream from the blonde boy and he was watching me as I went.  When he realized I was not after him but someone else, he got up and looked back at where Tyler was.  I stopped and raised the shotgun again.

Tyler saw me and quickly turned and started to walk back into town with a pronounced limp.  It didn’t look as though he was in any shape yet to follow us.  It seemed I wouldn’t have to worry about that after all.  He was not a threat any longer.  We'd be long gone before he recovered enough to come looking for us.

As I started to settle down I suddenly realized the trigger lock was still on the gun.  The fucking shells were still in boxes back in the backpack too.  Jesus Christ, a Texas Ranger I would certainly never be.  I lowered the gun and turned back.  Tyler saw me with it at least and he must know I had every intention of using it.  It had the effect I needed.  There’s no way he would come after us.

“Hey, were you gonna shoot him?” the blonde boy yelled from across the stream.

“It turned out I didn't have the skills, but that was the original plan.  Do you have a problem with that?” I asked him.

“No, not really.  Maybe I could help.  I’m good with guns.  He’s a bad guy.  I don't think he deserves to be shot but we could at least scare the hell out of him to keep him away.  I was actually running from him when I saw you out here,” he replied, “Can I come with you?”

Any enemy of Tyler’s was a friend of mine.  We needed to be careful with strangers now though.  That’s one habit from the old world that would stay strong for a while I guess.

I waved him back down the stream in the direction Wade and I had been walking away from town.

“Come over to our side over there and let’s talk,” I shouted to him.

I began to walk back to Wade, who was looking a bit surprised by all this but not saying anything.  I heard some splashing to my right and looked over to see the blonde boy plowing through the stream straight towards me fully clothed, and with his pack held over his head.  It was much deeper at this spot.  I waved him back.

“No!  Go back,” I shouted.

He kept coming and finally realized what I was doing and he stopped.  He turned and saw he was nearly half way.  He turned back and tentatively took a few more steps towards me while watching me for a reaction.  I smiled and shrugged my shoulders to let him know he could do whatever he wanted.  He continued the rest of the way across in the waist deep cold water.

He came up on our side sopping wet from the waist down, and a bit breathless.

“I thought I would lose you guys!” he exclaimed, “I was waiting by the truck but you never showed.  I saw Tyler and I had to run.  If I hadn’t I wouldn’t have seen you out here.  Why didn’t you take the truck?” he asked.

“Maybe we should start with introductions, I’m Jake and this is Wade,” I said.

“I know, I’m Aaron, I’m pleased to meet you guys,” he said, “why did you want me to go back?  I thought you said I could come over?”

I pointed further along the creek the way we had been heading.  About 30 yards further down there was a small bridge where the highway crossed it, connecting the two banks of the stream.  He could have simply walked across it.

Aaron laughed, “Jeez, I’m stupid!  I never see the easy way to solve things.”

I grinned at him and chuckled.  Wade laughed.

I was instantly more at ease with Aaron.  I like a person who easily laughs at themselves.  It shows a very healthy sort of confidence.  They know they have limitations and it doesn’t bother them or get them down in any way because they’re strong in other ways.  I appraised him a little higher.

“You said some interesting things that we need to talk about Aaron, you mind if we walk while we talk?  Wade and I would like to put this town well behind us,” I said.

“Oh yeah, I’m with you.  If I never see that place again it will be too soon,” he said cryptically.

I returned the shotgun to the scabbard and put the pack back on.  Aaron put his pack back on and we began to walk.  When he seemed to have gotten his breath back I began.

“Aaron, what did you mean by ‘I know’ when I said what our names were.  How did you know?”  I asked.

He blushed.

“I was spying,” he said, “since yesterday.”

“Yesterday? When yesterday?”

“I was in the town to get food.  I heard a window smash and I saw you go into the camping store.  I didn’t know if you were OK, or if you were a bad guy so I stayed hidden.  I peeked through the window and watched what you were doing.  I saw you going around grabbing all that stuff.  I stayed hidden and I saw you put up that sign and mess with the truck.  I figured out you must be planning to take the truck to go to San Diego since that’s what it said on the sign,” he said.

“I see."

“I followed you back out of town.  I went over into the trees next to the stream and followed while you ran down the road.  I saw you guys all meet up.  I saw what Wade was doing to Tyler.  He always wanted me to do that with him but I hated him and I didn’t want to.  Then I saw you do it to him too, Jake.  I don’t know why you guys would want to do that with him.  There’s something wrong with him,” he said.

“Yeah, you don’t have to tell us.  We found out a bit too late, but we did find out,” I said.

“I heard you tell Tyler he was welcome to join you.  I decided I wanted to join you too, but not with him.  I figured I would try to catch you alone so I could tell you what Tyler was like so you’d know not to keep him around.  You said you were gonna make supper and sleep.  I waited by the creek so I could talk to you when you went to fetch water and let you know about Tyler, but you dropped the pot and ran back up over the hill instead of coming to the creek.  I didn’t know how much longer you’d be so I decided I should get ready to come with you first before it got too dark.  I ran back to town and went into the store and did like you did.  I got a big pack, good boots and socks, a jacket I could roll up and stuff in the pack, things like that,” he explained.

Well, that’s one thing I wouldn’t have to worry about if this boy comes with us.  He obviously thinks ahead and can take care of himself.  My appraisal of him went up another notch.

He glanced briefly at the shotgun hanging in the scabbard on my pack.

“I never went to the back of the store.  I’m so dumb I never even thought to pick up a gun for myself.  I should have.  I got a couple other things I needed from another shop and then I went and slept beside the truck so you’d see me when you came to it.  When I woke up the truck was still there so I waited behind it for you guys to show up, but you never did.  I thought maybe you just weren’t ready yet so I started to go back to where you guys were and I saw Tyler come out of the restaurant.  He was rubbing his eyes like he’d been sleeping in there or something and he looked sorta banged up and was limping like he hurt himself.  He looked pissed off and he was alone.  I didn’t know what was going on or why you guys weren’t with him anymore.  I’ve been hiding from him for a long time so I turned and ran.  He saw me and he chased me but he wasn’t moving too fast.  I came out the backside of town and there you guys were on the far side of the stream walking away.  I chased and yelled a few times but you were too far to hear but you finally turned around and saw me,” he said.

“Wow, that’s quite a story,” I said, “Why were you hiding from Tyler?  Did he try to hurt you?”

“No, I can take care of myself,” he shrugged.

Of that I had no doubt.  Aaron was quite a big boy.  He looked to be getting close to six feet tall already and was very broadly built.

“Tyler just really made me nervous in a weird way I can’t explain.  It was like he was dead inside.  I didn’t want to be around him anymore.  I definitely wouldn't feel safe sleeping with him around.  He always wanted me to put my dick in his butt and got pissed off when I said no.  He made the other guys do it too but it never seemed to make him happy.  I think he might have hurt the other kids, or maybe they just ran away to get away from him,” he said.

I glanced at Wade nervously.  He was listening intently, but he didn’t seem to be affected by what Aaron had said.

“There were other kids there?” Wade asked.

“There used to be a couple more kids, yeah, maybe more that were there before I showed up that I never saw,” Aaron replied, “I didn’t really know them because I didn’t hang around any more than I had to.  I met them the first time I came here a couple of months ago.  They disappeared one by one not long after that.  They probably didn't like Tyler either so they must have run away.”

So Aaron wasn’t aware of just how screwed up Tyler was either it would seem.  I considered whether I should let him know at some point exactly what Tyler had done.  Aaron seemed mature for his age and it might help if he knew, so that he could help me keep Wade safe.

“I lived on an acreage in the hills.  My mom and dad got sick and they died.  I buried them out in the yard.”

He stumbled a bit at the end of that last part and I saw tears begin to well in his eyes.  He quickly stiffened himself up and gave his head a shake, cleared his throat and continued.

“I got pretty sick too but I made it through.  Our water comes from a well and we had a lot of stuff to eat in cans and packages and I made it last as long as I could but it ran out, so I had to come here to find food.  This is the closest town for a long ways,” he explained, “After being around Tyler I decided this place was no good.  I took as much food as I could carry back home.  When I ran out I came back for more.  I did that a few times.  I don’t know where else to go to get food.  I try to stay hidden when I come so I don’t have to deal with Tyler.  He seems to think the town and everything in it belongs to him.  I came here yesterday to get food again but there’s almost none left at all.  I was down the street at the grocery store when I heard you smash the window at the outfitters store.”

All the while we were walking there was a bit of a sloshing sound with every step.  Aaron’s socks had to be totally soaked inside his boots.  His pants were still dripping.

“Aaron, you’re pretty wet.  Go ahead and take those things off if you want to dry off.  We can at least wring them out to get most of the water out.  You can’t be comfortable like that and it’s definitely not good for your feet,” I suggested.

“Yes sir,” he said like I’d given him an order.

He stopped immediately and sat down and began to unlace his boots.

“I didn’t mean that you had to do it, it wasn’t an order, it was just a suggestion,” I said.

He paused and asked, “Should I stop then?”

I laughed and said, “I want you to do whatever makes you more comfortable Aaron.”

He thought for a moment, and then continued to untie his boots.  There was a loud slurping sound as he pulled the first one off.  His socked foot was dripping.  He turned the boot over and a bit of water dribbled out, then he put it down.  He rolled the sock down and off and he put it on the boot and then followed the same procedure with the other boot and sock.  I grabbed his socks and began to wring the water out of them.  He’d chosen good heavy wool hiking socks.  They were completely saturated.

He pulled down his jeans and underwear together and stepped out of them naked from the waist down.  He certainly wasn’t shy.  He wasn’t small either.  He was quite well endowed.  Even after his romp through the cold water his cock hung nicely.  It was plump and long.  He was uncut, bless his parents, with a very generous helping of foreskin loosely covering the head.  It was a thing of natural beauty.  His balls were very nicely filling out.  They were already bigger than those on some men I’ve known.  He had a good patch of yellow blonde pubic hair growing above his penis and I thought I even saw some fuzz on his balls.

His legs were very thick and strong.  His whole body was, come to think of it.  This kid looked like a young linebacker in the making.  He was thickly built from head to toe.  He had very big feet and hands.  Even his ass looked big and muscular.  He must be of Norwegian descent.  He looked sort of like a direct descendent of Thor himself.

While immensely enjoying the view I picked up his pants and started trying to wring the water out of them but it wasn't easy.  They would need to hang for quite a while to dry properly.

“Wow, your cock is neat,” remarked Wade, “what’s that extra skin for?”

Aaron stopped and looked down at it and smiled.

“Thanks!” he said, “I don’t know what the skin is for.  My dad said he wanted it left natural like his.”

“Natural?  Mine doesn’t have that skin over the tip.  Jake and Tyler don’t have it either,” Wade remarked.

“I’ll explain a bit later Gopher.  How old are you Aaron?” I asked, curious.

“Fourteen,” he replied, “why’d you call him Gopher?”

Wade quickly explained the story.

“Oh, I get it,” Aaron said, “can I get a nickname?”

“Sure, everyone gets one eventually, just give me some time.  It needs to come to me on its own,” I said.

“Awww, give him one now Jake,” said Wade.

I tried to think of something fitting but given his impressive size, my head just kept going to the obvious ones.  My first thought was of the big blonde character from the Archie comics, Moose, but that seemed derogatory since the character was more than a bit dumb.  Other names like Butch or Bull seemed a bit too aggressively manly.  Thor was just too corny.  I had to wait till I saw something in his character.

“I don’t do well under pressure,” I said feeling frustrated, “Give me time.”

“How hard can it be?” Wade pressed.

“Yeah, how hard?” Aaron agreed, smiling.

They obviously weren’t going to let it go until I came up with something.

“Fine, he’s got nice yellow hair, let’s call him Buttercup,” I said, slightly annoyed.

Wade started laughing.  Aaron joined him.

“Buttercup it is!” said Aaron.

“I like it too.  Glad to meet you Buttercup,” Wade bowed.

“Wait, I was only joking,” I explained, “If it’s so important I’ll come up with something later on.”

“Buttercup’s fine with me,” Aaron said.

“Buttercup says it’s fine with him,” Wade informed me.

Now I knew they were having me on.

“Yeah, whatever.  You two are going to be a real hoot I can tell,” I said, and then smiled.

They snickered.

My appraisal of Aaron went up yet again.  A sense of humor is a great way to tell that someone is being genuine and relaxed.  My faith in humanity restored itself a bit as well.  Tyler was just an aberration.  There was no point distrusting everyone just because of one bad experience.  I had a strong positive feeling about this boy already.  I was sure he could be trusted.  He might be a great asset; the extra set of eyes I’d been wishing for.

Something popped back into my mind from earlier.

“Aaron, you said back there you’re good with guns, what did you mean?” I asked.

“My dad was a big skeet shooter.  He loved it and always practiced.  He started teaching me a couple of years ago when he said I was big enough to start learning how to handle guns safely.  We did it almost every day.  I picked it up pretty good.  I like the Mossberg you chose, but it’s not really a skeet gun.  You need an over under with a more open choke,” he explained.

“Yeah, I don’t know anything about guns so that went right over my head buddy.  I’m more of a fisherman and I guess sort of a trapper, not a shooter.  I was thinking more of shooting at birds and maybe cougars or bears if they piss me off.  There aren’t many skeet attacks in these parts, so I wasn’t really bothered about them.  I chose this gun because I thought it looked cool and could hold a lot of shells.  How’s that for being an expert?” I asked.

He laughed, “It does look cool, that’s why I like it.  Can I see it?”

I walked in silence for a moment and considered it.  He’s obviously familiar with guns yet he wasn’t obsessed with them nor did he seem to be thinking of them as a weapon against others.  He’d had every opportunity to arm himself back in town to deal with Tyler any of the times he'd gone there before, yet the thought hadn’t even occurred to him.  He just wasn’t that kind of person.  It was obvious he could be trusted.  If he really was an expert, it might actually be safer to let him handle it than me.  I’d already shown my ineptitude with the shotgun quite clearly.  I stopped walking.

“Sure,” I said.

I set the pack down and pulled the gun from the scabbard and handed it to him.  He looked it over and checked the heft of it and held out his hand.  I wasn’t sure what he wanted.

“It’s locked,” he said.

Doh.  I reached into my pocket and pulled out the keys and handed them to him.

He unlocked it and pulled out the trigger lock and handed the keys and lock back to me.

He turned off the safety, pumped the gun several times several times to ensure it was empty and pulled the trigger.  He put the safety back on and looked at me.

“It’s not bad, the action is pretty good.  It would be a bit clumsy for skeet shooting and the choke is too tight but for just plain old duck hunting it should be fine.  Tell me something though, if a grizzly came rushing at you guys, how would you deal with that?” he asked.

I shrugged, “I don’t get you.”

“Unless you were planning on clubbing it over the head or something, you need shells to actually do much with this thing.  Were you gonna tell the bear to wait right there while you took off your pack and fished around and found some shells, got the keys to the trigger lock, unlocked the gun, took the shells out of the box, loaded it, tried shooting with the safety on, and finally found the switch to turn it off, tried to shoot again but realized you filled the magazine with shells but didn’t put one in the chamber?” he asked, smiling, "I suppose the bear might die from laughing too hard or something at least but..."

I laughed, “You got me there.  I didn’t really think the whole process through.”

He nodded, “That’s what scares me.  Guns are dangerous you know.  You shouldn’t be handling one if you’re not sure what you’re doing.  You’re not just putting yourself at risk, but everyone around you."

He cocked his head towards Wade as he said that last bit and that's what made me realize he was right.  I should not be handling a loaded gun given my level of experience.  I had thought that Aaron might be one of those loveable, not too bright types when he first showed up, but I was starting to think he has certain skills and has no problem focusing quite sharply when they come into play.  I was impressed.  My appraisal of him went up yet again.

“Aaron, maybe you should be in charge of the shotgun.  We might all be a bit safer.  What do you say?”  I asked.

He nodded, “I think that would be best.”

Wade said, “Yeah, I think I’d feel better with Buttercup holding the gun too.”

I laughed.

Aaron held out his hand again.  I handed him the trigger lock and pulled one key off the ring and gave him the other.

“Maybe when we have some time you could teach Wade and me how to handle it safely?” I asked Aaron.

“Yeah, we need to have a hard rule.  You two shouldn’t ever touch it at all until you’ve been taught the basics at least.  It needs to stay loaded to be useful so it’s dangerous enough to kill in a heart beat.  Now I really wish I had gone to the back of the store yesterday.  Teaching you guys will mean shooting it.  I don’t want to waste shells like that though.  I wish I would have got some shells and another gun,” he complained, “but I sure as heck don’t want to go back to that stupid town to get them.”

“I got three boxes of 25 regular shells and a box of buckshot.  That should last a while, no?” I asked.

He shook his head.

“You need to shoot to learn.  You won’t get it with just a few tries.  Not so you could be safe with it.  Three boxes might get us close, but if we want to use the shells to get food we shouldn’t waste them,” he said.

The boy certainly does think.

“Well, we don’t need to learn right away.  It’s not like we’re going to war or anything.  We’ll be passing other towns when we get to the other side of the mountains.  We’ll stop and get some at one of those.  For now we should be fine with you as our only expert.  Go ahead and feel free to shoot any ducks or prairie chickens or what not we might see.  I can cook anything you can knock out of the sky,” I said.

“What if I see Tyler?” he asked, “I don’t think I could hurt anyone with a gun, not even him.”

“He’s in no shape to bother us now.  He’ll never find us after we’ve covered some ground.  Even if he did, like you said yourself a warning shot should be enough to let him know he’s not welcome,” I replied, “but tell me this.  If someone were threatening your parents’ lives, would you be able to shoot them?”

“Yeah,” he said, “I’d probably do it without hesitating if their lives were on the line.”

“Over time,” I said, “I’m hoping you’ll see Wade and me as your family.  We might need you to be able to shoot without hesitating to keep us all safe if it came to it.”

He nodded his understanding.

“I need you two to listen up though.  If a bird pops out of the grass or takes off from the water, it’s gonna happen really suddenly and there won’t be time to think or talk and I have the reflexes to deal with it instantly, so I need you guys to drill something into your heads.  When I yell ‘shooting’ you drop down low and cover your ears, OK?  I’ll already be drawing the gun and I won’t hesitate to shoot before the bird gets too far.  I don’t want you guys to have a heart attack or go deaf from the shotgun blast and it’s just safer if you’re below the level of the gun barrel even if I’m facing the other way cause I’ll be tracking the bird around.  Got it?” he asked with some authority.

God damn I like this boy.

“Yes sir, loud and clear sir!” I said.

Wade stood at attention and saluted and said, “Yes sir, Buttercup sir!”

I took another look at Aaron standing there with the shotgun in his hands looking at us like he was the one in authority around here.  It looked as though our group had just gained an enforcer.  Of course he was still completely naked from the waist down with that beautiful cock hanging over his heavy balls between his muscular thighs.  There he stood in all his glory.  Sergeant Buttercup.  I started to laugh.

Aaron chuckled.

There was a moment’s silence while I thought about how impressed I was with this kid.  He seemed to be appraising me too.  He might be lowering my score based on gun skills alone I thought and chuckled to myself.  I don’t care, I like him.

“Shooting!” he suddenly yelled explosively right at us while leaning in.

I dropped to the ground but forgot to cover my ears.

Wade got startled and just jumped and said, “Shit!”

Aaron started laughing his ass off.

“Well, it’s obvious you guys will need some practice.  I’ll make sure to do that once in a while when you least expect it until you learn to get it right,” he said, still chuckling.

I laughed as I rose back up and said, “Well, won’t that be fun.  I thought you were trying to avoid giving us a heart attack, not cause one.”

He smiled.

It was getting to be late morning.  I thought we should probably try to cover some ground before we break for lunch.

“Aaron, I have spare socks and underwear that are nice and dry.  They might be a bit too big for you but pretty close.  You’re a big guy,” I offered.

“You’re huge!” Wade remarked, “I wish I would be so big when I’m fourteen.”

Aaron grinned, “Yeah, I was always a bit big but I shot up a lot in the last couple of years.”

“Filled out a lot too I would say,” I said as I looked him up and down admiringly spending some extra time at his package.

He smiled a big grin and looked me right in the eye and winked.

Then he said, “Thanks Jake, but I took some spare socks and underwear when I was in the store.  I forgot I had them.  I’m so dumb.”

He slid his pack off and opened it and fished out some socks and underwear and put them on, and then he put his boots back on.  He would have to walk without pants for a while but at least his junk was protected from the mosquitoes and his feet would be comfortable.  We’d have to avoid any scratchy brush to keep those strong beautiful legs unscathed.

He picked up his pack and slung it back on and turned to me.

“Can you help me adjust this thing?  I don’t really know how to do it.  It just isn’t sitting right and it’s killing my shoulders,” he requested.

“Sure, stand still for a sec,” I said as I began to look it over, “Wow, this is a great pack Aaron.  You picked a good one.”

He smiled at me, “It’s the same one you picked for Wade, but bigger.”

I moved in and began going over all the straps.  They were all way too loose and the pack was sitting too low.  I explained the basics to him as I went.

“The idea is to carry most of the weight right here on your hips,” I said, putting my hands at the sides of his nice big hips.

He smiled a little at my hands going there.  I slid one of them around to the top of his muscular butt.

“Right now you’ve got it so low it’s putting too much pressure down here on your ass,” I said, and rubbed a bit and gave his bubble butt a light squeeze through his underwear.

He was looking me right in the eyes as I instructed him.  His smile got bigger but he said nothing.

“Once you have it properly adjusted onto your hips you just need to tighten it properly on the hip-belt buckle which should be positioned about here,” I said and slipped my hand around to the front just below his belly button at the top of his briefs and rubbed a bit in a circle just big enough to cause my hand to bump against the tip of his penis which was pointing upward in his underpants and seemed to be swelling just a bit.

He smiled more and said, “Maybe we should have done this before I put my spare underwear on, it might be easier for me to understand.”

His blue-grey eyes were sparkling.  Fuck is he gorgeous.  I remembered that he had spied on us yesterday in the ditch by the culvert when I’d fucked Tyler the first time.  In fact even before that, he would have been spying on Wade fucking Tyler about the same time I was spying on them from the other side of the culvert.  Freaky.

Aaron thought it was odd that we wanted to do it to Tyler, but hadn’t mentioned that there was anything else wrong with it so he must approve of the act in general.  My heart fluttered a little, but it wasn’t time to test this out just yet.

“It definitely would have been way more fun for me that way,” I said.

His smile broadened to a big grin and his eyes shone brightly at me.  We were on the same wavelength it seemed.  Needless to say, my appraisal of him went high enough that I would need to reset the scale.  My cock was reacting quite strongly as well.

I smiled back and winked, and then got busy actually adjusting his pack.  There’s a bit of a science to adjusting these things that makes it much easier to carry a heavy load.  I brought it higher onto his hips and tightened the hip-belt.  I pulled down the shoulder straps and adjusted them so they were wrapped around comfortably, but not actually carrying weight on his shoulders.  I adjusted the load lifters and showed him how to do that.  Then I adjusted the sternum strap to pull the shoulder straps more comfortably inward so his arms could swing freely and to keep the pack from flopping side to side and against his upper back.  Finally I showed him how to adjust the stabilizer straps and then tweak the tension off the shoulder straps so the load felt stable against him and the weight was comfortably held in place on his hips and not biting into his shoulders.

He’d watched me intently as I explained the routine.  I hadn’t bothered with all of this with Wade.  I’m fine with adjusting his pack for him, but Wade had watched the whole procedure too and I saw him fiddling with the straps on his own pack while I had worked on Aaron’s.

Aaron then unbuckled the hip and sternum straps and set the pack down again.

He turned to me and said, “OK that feels really good.  Now I need to set up the scabbard so I can draw the gun easily from it.  I’ll need the shells too please.”

I fished out the boxes of shells and handed them to him.  Then I untied the scabbard and handed that to him as well.

He bent down over the pack and began to tie the scabbard at an angle across the back of it with the opening at the top right.

“I’ll probably be carrying the gun in my hands most of the time if we’re in a good area for game birds so that I always have it ready, but I want to be able to pull it easily anyhow even if it’s in the scabbard,” he explained.

It took him a few tries to get it adjusted right.  Each time he’d put the gun in the scabbard and put the pack back on.  Then he’d try to quickly reach over his right shoulder with his right arm and pull the gun out and aim it in front of him.  He finally found a setup he seemed happy with and began to walk around practicing it a bit.  He was getting good at it pretty fast.  He showed off by walking in front of us pulling it out and putting it back in.

As he passed in front of me he suddenly turned and yelled, “Shooting!” right in my face and reached back to pull the gun out.

I instantly dropped to my knees and put my hands to my ears.  His crotch was right in my face so I could clearly see now that his cock had indeed hardened up some.  The beautiful bulge was just an inch away from my nose.

He looked down at me, grinned and said, “Yeah, that’s just about perfect.  This one would have worked better without the underpants too though.”

Wade was just standing there watching and laughing.

“Hey!  Get with the program!” Aaron yelled at him jokingly.

Wade said, “Oops,” and crouched down with his hands on his ears.

Aaron sighed dramatically and said, “You two are going to need a lot of help.”

I chuckled.

Aaron smiled and took the pack off again and set it down.  He loosely tied his wet clothes to it in various places so they could dry while we walked.

He pulled out a box of shells and began loading some into the shotgun.

“OK, no more jokes.  The safety is on, but his thing is loaded now.  No one touches it but me,” he warned.

Wade and I both nodded our agreement.

We walked on until we were hungry enough to stop and eat, then we marched some more just to put a good distance between us and the town.

In the early evening I noticed there were a lot of mosquitoes and gnats buzzing around.  We were next to a really nice stream and the fish would be in the habit of eating when the bugs are out in droves.  This was a perfect time for Wade’s first fly fishing lesson.  He was all for it.

Aaron watched as I showed Wade how to get set up and tie the lure and started to teach him how to cast the line out and where the good spots would be to put the fly.  I was amazed how quickly Wade seemed to catch on to the wrist movement, and coordinated pulling more line off the reel and flicking the lure further and further out getting it right where he wanted it.  He was a natural.

There was no way we would be carrying around bulky waders and both of us like the water so we had simply stripped naked from the waist down just as Aaron had done, except we did it before going into the water, instead of after.

I had asked Aaron if he wanted to fish too but he declined, saying he was not really into fishing.  He said he’d be more than happy to relax and sit back and watch two half naked guys walking around whipping their rods in the air.  He’d also be happy to help with the eating of our catches later if I wanted.  Judging by the size of him I realized we were going to need to be really successful with our fishing.  This boy was likely a big eater.

We did well enough.  By the time the fish had stopped biting I had pulled in six nice fat brook trout.  Wade had successfully pulled in two of his own and he was absolutely thrilled.  In typical beginner’s luck fashion one of his was bigger than any of mine were.

He roared and walked around holding the fish over his head to the applause and admiration of both Aaron and myself.

I then showed him how to gut and clean the fish.  That part he wasn’t as thrilled with but he got right in there and got his hands dirty.  I explained to him how it was important to do it right at the shoreline and put all of the guts in the water and not let any land on the ground.  I showed him how to pop the air bladder so the guts would sink under water.  I reminded him to wash very thoroughly and never touch his clothes with his smelly hands before they’re washed.  We were in bear country and we needed to be careful not to do anything to lure them to us.

“Man, that was so much fun!” he exclaimed while we worked, “Can we do that again tomorrow?”

“Oh yes,” I said, “There are tons of good fishing spots around here.  We’ll be doing this every day, both morning and evening, for quite a while now.  You’ll probably get sick of it eventually.”

“No way!  I never had so much fun.  I’m better at it than you, see?” and he pointed at his big catch.

“Yeah,” I said, “you need to teach me your technique some day so I can be as good as you.”

I winked at him and bumped him with my hip.

“We need to be even more lucky tomorrow,” I said, “we’ve got a nice big boy to feed now.  If we get enough I’ll show you how we smoke them to make them last longer and taste even better,” I said.

“Cool!  I really liked your smoked fish,” he said.

“That was just pickerel.  You ain’t had the real thing yet boy.  Smoked trout will beat that other stuff hands down.  The fish is oilier and absorbs the flavor of the smoke better and doesn’t get dry or tough at all.  You’ll see.”

We ate particularly well that evening.  Everyone had their fill and then some.

Aaron got up and went off into the bushes to relieve himself.

The daylight was beginning to fade along with the camp fire.  I don’t enjoy sex in the dark and I was anxious to hit the sack while there was still enough light left to screw around with Wade.

“Wade, how about we set up the tent?” I suggested.

“What?  It’s not too cold out.  Let’s sleep under the stars like we always do,” he said.

I wanted Wade very badly right now and I wasn’t too sure if Aaron would be interested in moving beyond the flirting stage and joining in our activities right away.  It seemed as though he had been interested earlier but I wasn’t about to pressure him into anything.  It's easy enough for anyone with a bit of self confidence to flirt openly, but it's another thing to turn that to action.  Let it be his choice if he wants to partake.  No need to push him.

“I want to play for a bit Wade, don’t you?” I asked.

“Well duh, of course I do!  Aaron might want to play too though,” Wade said.

“We need to let him decide that.  I don’t want to put him on the spot and ask him just yet.  If we just start screwing around out here we won’t be giving him much choice.  He’d have to walk off into the bushes somewhere if he wants to be away from it.  Let’s keep it in the tent for a while and find out what he wants later, OK?” I asked.

“OK, sure,” he said.

We quickly set up the tent and unrolled one of the sleeping bags into it.  I stood and stretched my back out getting ready to climb in when Aaron returned.

“You guys are sleeping in a tent?  Don’t you like sleeping outside?” he asked.

“Yeah, we do.  We thought you might prefer if we get some privacy though.  Wade and I like to fool around a bit before sleep,” I explained.

“Oh, OK,” he said, “I’m gonna put my bag over there if that’s OK.”

I thought I detected a touch of disappointment in his voice but I couldn’t be sure.

“Yup, whatever works best for you is fine,” I said, “Aaron, I can’t tell you how glad I am that you came with us.  You’re a terrific guy and I feel really lucky to have you here.”

“Me too!” exclaimed a grinning Wade.

Aaron blushed a little and replied, “You guys are the best.  I didn’t know what I was gonna do when the food in town ran out.  If you hadn’t come along I’d be screwed.  I’m the one who’s lucky.  Good night.”

Wade and I said our good nights and crawled into the tent.  I stripped completely and lay down on my back.  Wade stripped and climbed on top of me.

“I’m so glad Aaron came with us,” he said, “he’s great.  I really like him.”

I knew Aaron would still be able to hear us just fine through the thin walls of our tent.  May as well let him know what we think of him in no uncertain terms.

“Yup, he’s awesome.  I’m really glad he came along too.  He’s gonna be a huge help and I don’t just mean that because he’s so big.  He’s obviously smart and knows his stuff. He’s got brains, brawn and beauty.  We couldn’t have found a better guy if we put ads in the papers and did interviews.  We were super lucky,” I said.

“Yeah,” Wade agreed, “And his cock is so neat.  I wanted to touch it so bad.  I wonder if he could fit it in me.  It looks pretty big but not as big as yours.  I’d sure like him to try.  Can’t we ask him to play with us?  That would be awesome!”

“Yes, it really would,” I replied, “Why don’t we just give Aaron some time to get used to us first, OK?  When he’s ready, if he wants to join us, I’m sure he’ll let us know.   He’s a great guy and nothing would make me happier.”

“Yeah, me too,” Wade agreed, “Can we try the thing you said with your finger in my butt?  I want to start practicing so you can fuck me some day.”

“Yup, that sounds like a good idea to me.  I’m looking forward to fucking you too,” I said, “and there’s something else I want to try too.  I didn’t tell you before and I should really come clean; I saw what you and Tyler were doing down in the ditch before you knew I was there.  You were pounding away at his ass like a pro.  I didn’t want to say anything when it was happening because I wasn’t sure if Tyler would be OK with me seeing so I just watched quietly from the other side of the culvert.”

“Awww, I didn’t know you were watching!  I would have had more fun if I did,” he moped, “he wasn’t tight enough so it didn’t feel like much to me.”

“Yeah, I know.  I really loved watching you try though,” I smiled at him, “It gave me an idea of something we haven’t done yet but we should try right now.  I have a pretty strong muscle in my butt and I think you’d really feel something.  Maybe you would like to try fucking me?”

“Really?  You want me to fuck you?” he asked.

“Oh hell yes, please fuck me big boy,” I begged, grinning, “and don’t be gentle.”

I thought I heard chuckling coming from outside the tent.

“Yeah!  That would be great!” Wade exclaimed.

“Good, so how do you want to do me boss, on my hands and knees or on my back?” I asked.

“I think on your back.  I like the way you look and I want to see you when I fuck you,” he said.

I smiled and said, “Get back a bit then so I can give you access.”

Wade got off me and went down between my legs.  His little cock was already rigid as a tent stake.  I brought my knees up towards my chest and hooked my hands behind them and grinned at Wade.

“It’s customary at this point for you to make sure I’m lubricated a bit so you can slide it in,” I smiled at him.

“Jake?” Aaron said from outside the tent.

My heart jumped.  Please let this be what I hope it is!

“Yes?” I asked.

“Could I mess around with you guys?” Aaron asked.

Wades face instantly split into a huge grin and he started nodding vigorously with excitement.  I grinned back at him.

“Hell yes!  We’ll come right out there, there isn’t room in here for the three of us,” I said.

We scrambled out of the tent and Aaron had already open up his sleeping bag like a blanket and was on top of it fishing around in his back pack.  He pulled out a large container of anal lube.

I smiled and asked, “Did you go to the Love Shop at the back of town by any chance?”

He smiled back and replied, “Yeah, I heard what Tyler was saying to Wade about getting stuff there to make his hole bigger for you and it made me think it might be a good idea to get a few things myself.  My hole is ready for you any time Jake.  I sort of like playing with myself back there and I’ve been putting things in for a long time.  My mom had some dildos hidden in their bedroom that I found.  I love playing with them.  I thought Wade might like to practice too so I got these from the shop for him.  He can start with the small one and work his way up to the biggest one when he feels comfortable.”

He pulled a few different sized butt plugs from his pack and laid them out on the sleeping bag, the smallest a bit wider than my finger and the largest close to the size of my cock in width.  Then he added a couple of dildos that looked to be about six inches and normal thickness and one seven or eight inches long and quite thick.

There was a Wade shaped blur that flew past me and Aaron was almost bowled over as Wade leapt onto him and clung in a tight hug and started planting kisses on him.

“Thanks so much Aaron!  I want Jake in me so bad this means more than you can imagine!  Thanks for thinking of me!” Wade gushed.

Wade quickly went to the collection of toys and started looking them over.

“Wow, Aaron, you really are something special.  It was great of you to go out of your way for Wade before you even knew him.  Thank you,” I said.

“Geez you guys, it’s not that big a deal,” he said, blushing.

“Yes, I think it is.  You’re a real sweetheart Aaron.  Every time I think I’m about as impressed by you as anyone could be by someone you take it up another notch,” I said, “I don’t think I can say it enough, I’m thrilled that you’ve joined us and I hope you’ll stay with us forever.”

There were tears welling in his eyes and he said, “Gosh, I don’t know what to say.”

I got down on my knees in front of him and wrapped my arms around him.

“You don’t have to say anything,” I whispered to him.

I moved to kiss him and he immediately plunged his tongue into my mouth and I began sucking on it with abandon.  He pulled me tighter into the hug and we necked for a minute forgetting about the rest of the world.

“Can I try this one right away?  Could you put it in me Jake?” Wade asked.

Aaron and I broke the kiss and I turned to Wade, smiling.  He was holding up the smallest plug.

“Aaron got those toys for you.  I think he might like to help you with that,” I suggested.

“I got you lots of sizes so you could train yourself up without being uncomfortable or hurting yourself,” Aaron told him, “I got two sizes of dildos too; one close to the size of my cock and one almost as big as Jake’s looked when I saw him screwing Tyler.”

“Will you fuck me Aaron?  I’d really like that,” Wade asked.

“Yes, I want to.  It won’t take long to get you ready for me.  I’m not that thick so we just need to get you relaxed and then I can fuck you right now,” Aaron said and he looked at me as though he needed my permission.

“You don’t need to ask me Aaron, Wade can make his own decisions about what he wants to do.  I can’t think of anyone I’d be happier to see be Wade’s first than you,” I said.

Aaron smiled and turned back to Wade and said, "Lie back buddy, let me play with your hole a bit."

Wade grinned and lay back on the open sleeping bag and raised his knees.  Aaron moved into position on his hands and knees between Wade's legs.  He put his hands on the back of Wade's thighs and moved them apart and back a bit towards Wade's chest to expose his tight little pink hole.  Aaron moaned slightly at the sight and moved his face in to start enjoying Wade's most private area.  He was not the least bit tentative or shy.  He knew what he wanted and he was simply going to do it.  He began by licking Wade's butt crack along its full length right up to the base of his small nut sack.

Wade shuddered and moaned softly at the sensation and put his hands on the back of Aaron's head as if to make sure he wouldn't move it away.  He wriggled as Aaron slurped in his hard little dink and sucked it briefly before moving his mouth back down and licking at Wade's little scrotum.  Aaron then moved his tongue back down along the skin between Wade's legs to his anus again and began to lick it more urgently, rubbing his tongue around on it like he was beginning to let his horniness carry him away.

My cock had sprung to attention completely at the sight of Aaron treating the boy so well and I could see Wade clearly enjoying the attention and I took my cock in hand and slowly jacked it while I watched.  Aaron's cock had thickened and lengthened to full size and it was beautiful.  It hung down between his legs at almost six inches long and average thickness and it bobbed constantly from his body trying to pump it up further.  Chances are it would be bigger than mine when he grew into a man.

Aaron raised the intensity of his ministrations as his lust for the boy began to carry him away and he began to probe harder at Wade's anus with his pointed tongue.  Wade of course loved this activity and was well practiced at it since I loved doing it to him so much.  He didn't miss the cue and he pushed slightly to open up his sphincter and Aaron was able to insert the tip of his tongue.  Aaron moaned a little louder and shuffled a bit as though he wanted to get in a better position to push his entire tongue up into the boy and worked his tongue in further.  Both boys were moaning now has Aaron continued to probe at Wade's asshole.

I was so turned on I could not wait any longer to join in.  I got behind Aaron and took a close look at what I was about to enjoy.  His broad back spread out before me and his beautiful blonde head bobbed up and down as he tongue fucked Wade's hole.  His butt was big and muscular.  There was not an ounce of fat on this boy but there was a lot of muscle.  He was smooth and hairless.  His balls were almost as big as my own but they had only a very fine covering of light blonde fur on them that may as well not have been there.  They hung big and beautiful between his legs.  His anus and the area immediately around it and even the skin on his ball sack was much darker in color than the rest of his skin.  The contrast was awesome.  I moved my face in and inhaled the essence of him.  It was heady and fantastic.  I dived in and began licking his ass crack with vigor.  I shoved my tongue hard at his sphincter and he immediately let me in.  He tasted amazingly good.  I drove my tongue as deep as it would go and I reached up and began stroking his cock as I rimmed him hard.

He moaned and groaned and bucked a bit against my hand.  He was not going to last.  He pulled off Wade and turned and asked if I could slow down.  He didn't want to cum so soon.  I took my hand off his cock and I reached for the anal lube and put a bit on his asshole.  I then inserted a finger and slowly worked his hole to loosen him up.  I added a second finger for a while and I could feel his anus relaxing like it wanted more.  I then took a medium sized butt plug and added some lube to it and forced it in until it held its position.

Aaron followed suit and he lubed Wade's hole and then carefully inserted the tip of his finger.  I don't think he was sure if Wade had done this before.  I had never inserted more than the tip of my finger into Wade before but from my experience, when someone wants it as bad as Wade did, they would have no problem relaxing enough for something as small as a finger.  I was right and Wade relaxed very quickly and Aaron recognized it so he inserted his finger further until it was all the way in past the big knuckle and held it for a minute.

Wade was moaning and wiggling on the end of his finger like he wanted more action there so Aaron then slowly began to finger fuck him.  He decided not to try two fingers as that would be too much of a step up too quickly.  He took the smallest of the butt plugs which was a bit fatter than his finger and lubed it well then carefully worked it into Wade.  When Wade was comfortable he slowly started to remove it.

Wade's eyes popped open at the sensation of the plug being pulled and popping out past his sphincter then he smiled and said, "That was cool, put it back again!"

Aaron began to play with the plug in and out to get Wade used to it.  Wade seemed to be enjoying this immensely.

Finally Wade asked, "could we try a bigger one?"

Aaron smiled and reached for the next size up and lubed it up and inserted it slowly.  Wade seemed briefly uncomfortable but then smiled and relaxed again.

I was so turned on at the sight of all this I decided I needed to play with Wade a bit myself.  I move around to the front and straddled Wade's head while facing Aaron.  I lowered my ass onto Wade's mouth while spreading my cheeks so he could tongue my asshole.  He hadn't wanted to go there before but my lust for him was strong right now and that's where I wanted him.  He tentatively stuck his tongue out and lightly touch my hole.  Then while Aaron was pulling the plug out and forcing it back in Wade's lust overcame him and his tongue contacted my anus full on.  He began to lick furiously at my sphincter and I relaxed it as much as I could to give him a good taste.

Aaron was so taken by the sight of this big man sitting on the face of the small boy, big balls hanging on his chin while the boy does everything he can to force his little tongue up the man's ass, his level of lust went up a notch and while still playing with the butt plug in Wades ass, he leaned in and took my cock into his mouth.  We stayed in this position for a while.  I squatted over Wade's face while he tongued me and I had my hands on Aaron's head and pushed it down onto my cock as far as he would let me.  The rhythm built until I couldn't take it anymore myself but I didn't want to cum yet either so I was the one to ask Aaron to back off for a moment so I could come back down a bit.

Aaron moved his focus fully back to Wade's butt hole and he decided Wade was ready for the dildo that was close to the size of Aaron's cock.  He pulled out the plug and then lubed up the dildo well and very careful pushed the head of it against Wade's anus.  He moved it around and pushed to try to get it in the hole but it wasn't quite going in on its own.

"Relax a bit more little guy, push like you do when you take a dump, just not too hard," he said.

I could see Wade strain just a bit as he did as he was asked and the head of the dildo popped right in.   Aaron stopped immediately and held it like that.  Wade grimmaced a bit but didn't complain.  After a couple of minutes he relaxed and smiled again and nodded he was ready for more.  I was very impressed by how Aaron was handling this so I knew I had nothing to worry about.  Aaron continued to very carefully loosen Wade up and I was becoming aroused again.

I moved my pre-cum oozing cock to Wade's mouth and pushed it at his lips.  He leaned his head back and let me in.  I couldn't fit much more than the head in but that was enough for me.  Wade always compensated for the fact that he couldn't take much of it by working at it furiously with his tongue.  He tongued the slit and licked up the pre-cum and ran his tongue all over my cock head.  I never got enough of seeing this beautiful boy eagerly trying to get as much of my thick meat into his mouth as he can.  Each time he tries harder and each time he seems to manage a bit more.

I was now moaning with my thick cock in the boys mouth and my big hairy balls hanging right over his little nose.  Aaron groaned at the sight of it too and leaned in to kiss me on the mouth.  We necked furiously while my cock was in Wade's mouth and Aaron was fucking the boy slowly with the dildo.

I reached down once again to grab Aaron's cock and play with it a bit and I was amazed at how slick it was.  He had copious amounts of pre-cum leaking out of it non-stop at this point.  I'm not sure if I've ever seen anyone quite so turned on before.

Again Aaron felt he did not want to cum just yet and he broke our kiss and asked me to stop.

"I'm so fucking turned on right now," he said, "I want to shoot my big load right into Wade."

Just hearing him talk like that nearly caused me to explode into Wade's mouth right then and there so I pulled out. I stood and went around behind Aaron again while he shifted his focus back to fucking Wade with the dildo to get him fully relaxed.  I pulled the butt plug slowly out of Aaron's ass and he moaned and asked me to put it back in.  Instead I reached for the dildo that was almost the size of my own cock and lubed it and slowly pushed it into Aaron.  There was some resistance but as soon as he recognized what I was doing he groaned and relaxed more and pushed his anus out while moving his ass slightly back towards me to let me know he wanted it in him badly.  I pushed harder and the dildo popped in and I ran it into him slowly but firmly till it nearly dissappeared in him.

He moaned louder now and said, "Fuck yeah, fuck me with that for just a bit and then I'm ready for you."

My cock was straining in anticipation.  My first thought was to just ram my cock in and plant my seed in this beautiful young man but I kept my control and continued to play with the dildo moving it slightly faster and faster to get him used to the sensation and fully relaxed.

He had been fucking Wade with the dildo fairly hard for a while now and Wade was squirming in delight at the sensation of it rubbing against his sensitive anus

Aaron stopped and asked Wade, "Are you ready for the real thing baby?  Can I put my cock in you now?"

Wade smiled a bright smile that lit up his face and nodded.

Aaron carefully removed the dildo from Wade's hole, lubed his own cock a bit, moved it into position and pushed it in.  He moaned loudly as he slowly inserted the full length of his throbbing member into the boy.  Wade moaned and groaned and squirmed and was smiling with his eyes closed.  He opened his eyes and looked down at the sight of the bigger boy pushing his cock into him and he smiled and I swore I saw a tear forming at the edge of his eyes as he sighed contentedly.

I was so taken with lust at the sight of it and at the same time I was suddenly so in love with Aaron for doing such an amazing job giving Wade his first true experience being fucked that I was overcome with the need to fuck Aaron, but Wade was on his back and Aaron was almost straight up because of it so the angles wouldn't work.  I carefully removed the dildo from Aaron and whispered into his ear, "I want to fuck you so bad right now, may I?"

Aaron nodded vigorously and slowly and carefully pulled out of Wade.

"Turn around little guy.  Get on your knees and cross your arms and lay your head down on them," he asked Wade.

Wade did so.  His little ass was now pointing up and Aaron was able to move right over him and pushed his cock back in so he was almost horizontal while fucking him.  Aaron then moved his knees in to either side of Wade which exposed his beautiful young asshole to me while his cock was in Wade.  This gave me a better angle and I lubed my own cock and moved into position behind Aaron.

Aaron pushed and buried the length of his young cock deep into Wade and then stopped and held that position.  I placed my cock head against Aaron's hole and pushed firmly and the big head popped right in.  I held my position firmly and waited.

Aaron now began to withdraw his cock from Wade's ass and in so doing was moving his ass backward so that it was sucking my cock right in.  Slowly he began to increase his speed and fucked Wade faster and faster and his breaths became shorter and quicker.

The intensity of his own lust for Wade was raising my lust for Aaron.  I grabbed his hips and began to pull him harder into me so my cock would go as deep as it could, then I'd push him forward into Wade.  Wade's moans became quicker and slightly higher in frequence which I knew meant his orgasm was starting to build.  Aaron reached around and took Wade's little cock in hand and began to pump it to bring him off.  Wade immediately started to buck under Aaron moaning loudly and I knew he was over the edge.

The sound of the boy's lustful grunting and moaning at the sensation of being fucked for the first time was too much for me and my balls rapidly began to tighten up to release their payload.  At the same time Aaron shouted out and began pumping hard.  I could feel his anus suddenly clamp down on my cock with a death grip, then release and spasm again.  Aaron was shooting his long held load up into my boy's rectum and that brought me to orgasm as well.

My body was pounded by wave after wave of intense electricity as the cum rushed up from my balls and unloaded into Aaron.  The feeling was amazing.  My cock was still getting massaged tightly by Aaron's orgasm and it was pumping every last bit of cum that my body could produce out into his ass.

The three of us moaned and bucked for what seemed like a very long time as our intense orgasms played our bodies like marionettes.  Finally we began to slow and settle.  Aaron pushed his cock as far as it would go into Wade's little ass and held that position.  I did the same and pushed as far into Aaron as I could go.

We rested and allowed the last of our seed to ooze out of our spent cocks.  Aaron brought up his hand and showed me that it was slick and wet.

I was amazed!  Wade had actually pumped his first load into Aaron's hand.  It was clear so it was still nothing more than prostatic fluid but it was a big step forward.

I pulled slowly out of him and he pulled slowly out of Wade and showed him his hand.  Wade grinned and looked at me.  I grinned back at him and winked.  He got up and hugged Aaron.

"Thanks so much!" he said, "That was so cool.  Can we do it again?"

I chuckled.

Aaron laughed and said, "Pretty soon I think.  You really make me hard Wade.  I loved fucking you.  It was the best thing I've ever done.  Thanks!"

Wade smiled and turned to me.

"Can you fuck me now Jake, please?" Wade asked.

"No baby, once is enough for your first time.  Let's just give it a rest for tonight and see how you feel in the morning."

"Awwww, OK," he moped.

I moved to Aaron and gave him a tight hug and whispered into his ear, "You were amazing with him.  I couldn't have done a better job with his first time myself.  Thank you."

He hugged me back hard and whispered back, "I'm so glad you guys came along.  Life's gonna be so great now."

I kissed him and Wade crawled over and joined us.  We kissed and hugged each other for a bit to show our love and finally we succumbed to the sleepy after glow of our orgasms.

The three of us lay down on the bag and fell asleep in each other's arms, myself in the middle and Wade and Aaron spooned against me on each side.

Aaron was right.  Life's gonna be so great now.

***

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