Date: Wed, 7 May 2003 16:03:09 -0700
From: Bert Carley <bertcarley@goldrush.com>
Subject: Young Teddy Escapades - Part 3

The following story is fiction. It involves sexually explicit erotic
events between males. If you are offended by such material, are too
young, or live in an area where it is not allowed, don't read the story.
In the world of this story, the characters do not always use condoms. In
the real world, everyone should practice safe sex.

Any comments or suggestions for this story should be directed to the
author at bertcarley@goldrush.com


Young Teddy's Escapades - Part 3

All I could think about all day as I worked the State Fair exit gate was
how could I be two places at the same time tonight. I had to make a choice
between meeting Drake or going back to get some more of Bud, Blake and Gill
tonight. The Carnie Dudes would be a sure guarantee of getting stoned and
fucked silly again, but I kept thinking about Drake too.  Such a handsome
Black Man, and I had never been with one before. I kept picturing him in my
mind all afternoon. By the time the sunset, I had myself all worked up with
the possibility that I may be with Drake on the Midway Strip in awhile,
wondering just what he had in mind for me - as though I didn't know! I had
never been with a black guy before, but had seen a few in the showers at
high school and drooled just looking at their beautiful bodies and
genitalia. I had fantasized about being with a macho black guy many times
before like Drake, but never a beauty, all decked-out in biker gear and
smelling of leather and his man scent. I inhaled deeply and could almost
capture how he smelled to me earlier that day when he pulled me to him at
the gate. My heart was racing by the time I got to the Midway. I must have
doubled back and forth through the Strip, five times looking for Drake and
his buddies.  Bud, Blake and Gill were all working and I tried to avoid
them seeing me going back and forth on the Midway. A few guys propositioned
me as I roamed around looking for Drake. I was just about to give up and
trudge back to the Tents when Bud spotted me. He hailed me over to the Air
Rifle Booth. He told me he was getting off in one hour, about 10pm; so I
could go over to the trailer and make myself comfortable if I wanted. I
made one last pass around the entire Midway area, still no Drake, so I
headed for the trailer knowing where I would be spending the night. When I
opened the door and went in, I could hear a TV playing, so I knew someone
must be home. I called, "Is anyone in here, it's me Bertie?"

There was a voice coming from Gill's bedroom. "I'm in here girl, come on
in!" I instinctively opened the door and stepped in. Gill was nude; smoking
a joint laying on his back on his bed looking up at the TV mounted on the
opposite wall. He said, "Grab a beer from the cooler, Bud should be along
before too long. I got off early tonight. Grab me another beer too, OK!" I
returned with two cold beers, handed one to him, popped the lid and started
drinking mine. Gill patted the side of the bed and said, "Strip down girl,
join me, we'll smoke a joint, but Bud told me to tell you to take an
Ecstasy pill the minute you got here. He wants that pill down you early so
you won't keep him up all night pestering him for more dick like last
night. There in his medicine cabinet in an aspirin bottle." He turned me
again, I headed for the bathroom.  I could hardly wait for that pill to
start working, it made me feel so great last night. At least, I thought it
had to be the Ecstasy that did it to me, as I have smoked pot before and
never had that effect on me before. Sure, I got horny, but never like last
night. Last night was a first for quite a few things, all of which I found
excitedly wonderful. I wanted more tonight!

By the time Bud arrived, I had drank two beers, eaten two pieces of cold
chicken, taken the Ecstasy, and smoked two joints with Gill. Gill and I had
already played grab ass and been kissing. He spanked me for calling him a
dirty old pussy eater when he started to suck and bite on my pinkie
rosebud. The guy was sensational, his tongue was like a piston stroking my
love canal. He kissed, licked and even sucked on my dick to get me turned
on to him.  Gill was lying on his back and I was sitting on his face as his
hands spread my ass so his tongue could lick, suck and bite all over male
ass-pussy. All Bud said as he undressed was. "I see I have some catching up
to do to be part of this little party. Thanks for waiting for me Gill!" We
just ignored him. I did anyway; I was in pussy heaven with Gill pile
driving into me with that long hot tongue of his. It felt marvelous and
Gill was having the time of his life doing it to me.

Gill looked up and stopped long enough to say, "Sorry Bud, we got an early
start! Bertie is hard to resist - especially a tasty ass like this. I could
just chew and lick on it for hours, tastes like hot roasted peanuts, real
nutty -- Hmmm yea!" He caught his breath and went right back to
eating. He had me so loose by then that he was able to take my pinkie and
bite on it with his teeth and make it snap when he would pull on it, then
let it go. It was wild. No one had ever done that for me before quite like
that. I loved it! The minute Bud was back with a beer, smoking a joint, I
pulled him to me and started licking his sweaty chest and neck. He tasted
of salt, and man beast, yummy, especially his hairy pits when he finally
let me muzzle into them with my lips, nose and tongue. As I licked and
sucked on him, Gill continued to devour my anus. Bud drank beer, smoked
another joint and just settled back and relaxed for a bit, pawing me
occasionally with his free hand. He seemed tired, worn out until the
amphetamine pill and Viagra he had taken when he first arrived kicked
in. Then Bud rose, got on his knees, and put his cock to my lips. Before
long he was fucking my face like he had done the night before. He exploded
quickly. In the meantime, Gill had slipped out from under my ass, lubed up
my pussy, his dick, and was turning me around into the doggie position with
the head of his dick pushing into my ass.  The minute the head was in, I
backed against him, knowing it had to hit my hot button before it would
feel good like it did last night. Sure enough, I went crazy again when his
dick massaged that spot. I just rolled my ass over that spot and cum
started to ooze from the tip of my dick. They changed positions, and we did
it all again, then again, until I was just fucking them both like a
she-male bitch. I was in heat again; the furnace was burning needing
constantly stoked.

"Fuck me! Please fuck me," came from my lips, until my mouth filled with
another cock.

All Gill could say was, "Ain't she something, we should kidnap her and take
her with us on the road as our full time bitch." That pill was working
again. It turned me into a fuck machine, wanting more dick than I have ever
craved before last nights' experience. I just could not get enough dick in
me to satisfy my need. When Blake came in later, he too started on me, but
I soon had all three of them falling asleep on me. There was a telephone
call. Gill took the call on the cell phone. The conversation was short, but
within 10 minutes three more guys, were pulling me out of the pile and
taking me to the back bedroom. They each took their turn fucking me twice,
then three times, until I finally settled down and went to sleep with them
laid over me. The room smelled like raw sex. I awoke with my face buried in
one of the male's crotch, my nose resting against his flaccid cock as it
slowly hardened pressing against my cheek. I slipped it into my mouth and
brought him to a slow climax and we both dropped off back to sleep.

When I awoke later that morning, I was alone in bed. In checking, I found I
was the only one in the trailer. I looked over at the clock radio and the
digital time read 9:30am. I smelled like the male whore I had become. Every
part of me I could reach with my nose smelled like the men that had
molested me during the night. I loved it too! I just inhaled the wonderful
aroma and let it enrapture me. I wished I could have left their smell all
over me, but I knew others would be able to smell me and think I was
unclean, nasty, and rude smelling. You know how society is about body
odor. Add the smell of raw sex and I could be tar and feathered before the
day was over.

There was a note on the kitchen table pinned to a big brown teddy bear to
me that read as follows:

"Bertie, Take a nice hot shower. I know you must be sore today after last
night. Help yourself to cereal and milk. That's about all to eat around
here for breakfast. Be back tonight when you get off. You earned the big
Teddy Bear last night girl." It was signed, Your Carnie Dicks.

I just chuckled to myself. I was quite sore and tired, but I didn't want to
take a hot shower yet and loose the scent of my Carnie Dicks just yet. I
ate a bowl of cereal, then crawled back into bed and slept until 11:30am. I
had to be at the gate by 1:00pm, so I took a quick shower, jumped into my
clothing, rushed off to my tent to put teddy on my cot, change into clean
clothing. I grabbed something to eat on my way to work, getting there just
10 minutes before 1:00pm.

When I got off work about 8:00pm, cleaned up, taken the one Ecstasy pill
Bud had given me, with instructions to take early in the evening, I headed
out for the Midway. I was looking forward to another night of hot sex with
my Carnie Dicks. As I was walking down the Midway headed for their trailer,
I felt two strong arms grab me from the back. I looked around and it was
Drake. He said, "Sorry babe, but I could not show up last night.  I'll make
it up to you tonight! What your name boy?"

"Theadore, but you can call me Teddy!" He pulled me up against him, rubbed
his crotch up, down, and over my butt so I could feel his massiveness and
put his chin on the top of my head.

He said, "Teddy, I'm Drake. Let's get a beer at the Budweiser Stand back
there, and go out back and smoke a joint or two; then we can ride on the
rides for awhile before they close up the place for the night. How old you
be boy; I'll need to see some ID from you before I buy you any beer."

I pulled my ID out and showed him that I was 21 and thought to myself,
"Liar, liar, pants on fire!" I met his two buddies at the beer stand. I
nursed my beer not knowing what to expect, but they wouldn't hear of that
as they egged me on to chug it down as they demonstrated how it was
done. After they got a couple of beers down me quickly and a fresh one in
my hand, we all took off behind the Carnival Trucks and Equipment to relax
on the lawns and talk.  As soon as one joint passed to me and I had my
lungs full, another one came from the other direction. As the pot started
to take affect, I started to shiver and snuggled up next to Drake to feel
the warmth from his body. He rubbed me until the chills passed. I began to
get the warm glow inside then. Between the beer, the pot, and the Ecstasy I
had taken earlier, I was feeling no pain when Drake suggested we head for
the rides and have some fun. I hung to him, as he was my big brother,
having the time of my life. I turned on to him as we made the rounds up and
down the Midway riding every crazy ride available.

The Carnie Dicks from the night before saw me with Drake and his two
friends. They could see I was feeling no pain, but just observed to see
what was developing. Thank god I had not eaten anything, or I would have
been puking my guts out after a few of those rides they took me on. I was
definitely feeling no pain, horny, stoned out of my mind, and clinging to
Drake like his puppy dog as the evening progressed. During each ride, he
had his hands all over me. He kept putting my hand down on his basket and
squeezing my fingers around his hardness on each ride. His dick felt
huge. As the night progressed, he got real bold with me and unsnapped the
leather pouch that covered his crotch on his leather chaps. He put my hand
in through the opening so I had direct access to his bush and semi
hard-on. He left the bottom snaps loose on the crotch flap so I had quick
access when we were on a ride. He had to keep pulling my hand away when we
were walking along in the crowd because I was really turned on to his dick
by then and kind of out of it.  I had my hand on him after that every time
we were on a ride and he was feeling me up.  He was excited too, had me
turned on to him when we stepped off the Bullet Ride. I had him hard as a
rock in that ride! He took me directly into the House of Horrors, backed me
into a dark area behind a door marked 'Personnel Only,' and began to kiss
and lick on me.  He lifted my tank top up and off, tied it around my waist,
then leaned over and started sucking on my nipples. He felt my dick and
realized I too was rock hard. I had never had anyone bite my nipples as
hard as he did. I though he was going to bite them off and I would bleed to
death. That hurt initially. Yet, it felt sensational! He could see I liked
it so he continued the tit torture me for awhile, then just nibbled and
sucked on them. I just laid my head back against the wall and let him lick
and nibble. I was on fire, my cock was hard, and if he continued, I was
sure to cum in my pants.

I whispered, "Stop or I'm going to climax in my shorts Drake!" I dropped to
my knees, pulled the leather flap back, fished his huge dick out and buried
my nose in the curly wiry hair that surrounded his cock and balls. It was
quite dark where we were, so I couldn't get a good look at what I was
working with, but my nose, hand and mouth soon told me it was massive. The
ball sacks hung down like long leather pouches filled with two ping pong
balls attached to the bottom. When I pulled the skin back, the manly odor
coming from his cock was sheer male musk, a mixture of leather, piss and
his natural scent. I just inhaled until my head was spinning. I wasn't able
to get but about half the monster in over my tongue at first, until I
readjusted my position. Then he slipped back and down my throat a short
distance. I kept getting more down my throat with each plunge, until I felt
his balls and hair bouncing over my chin. I could tell he had to be at
least 12 inches.  Each time I gagged a little, he would pull back, let me
recover a bit, then shoved back down my throat again until he stiffened and
I felt the hot juices filling my throat. I kept swallowing, milking him dry
with my throat muscles.

He straightened up and looked down into my eyes, then put his hand over my
forehead and said, "I thought so! Your burning up babe." He called one of
his friends in that was guarding the doorway and told him. "Run out and get
a couple of cold Mountain Dew Colas, the kids burning up." He turned to me
and asked, "What you on girl, you eaten anything tonight?"

I hesitated, then said, "Ecstasy, no food yet, I didn't want to get sick on
the rides."

He said, "No wonder, don't you know better than take that stuff on an empty
stomach?" I just shrugged my shoulders and gave him a vacant look! When his
friend got back and they got a couple of cold sodas down me, I began to
feel better, but I was so horny, all I could say was, "Will you fuck me now
please?"  He looked at his partner, smiled and said, "Hot little fuck
alright, just as I expected. Let's get some food into him. You got me all
hot too son, but hang in there and all your dreams will come true
tonight. I'll fuck you when I get you back to the motel baby!" They ushered
me to the nearest Hamburger Stand and got some food down me. I began to
calm and cool down a bit, but still was hot for some dick. They took me out
in back of some big truck and container boxes and laid me down to cool it
for awhile. The three of them lit a joint and passed it around and Drake
kept checking the temperature of my forehead. When he felt that I was OK,
he asked me, "You want to suck some dick now Teddy?  He didn't have to ask
me twice. I was on my knees sucking him while his two buddies stood guard
awaiting their turn.  After the three of them gave me a hot creamy load of
protein, we went back down the Midway so they could get more beer. Drake
bought me another Mountain Dew. He told me to drink it slowly and it would
cool me down a bit more before we went back to the motel. By that time the
place was locking up for the night, I was feeling especially good now,
still warm and sexy all over inside, and horny. The guys didn't even ask
me, as they ushered me off with them to their Hogs. Drake had me get on
behind him, put a little helmet on me and told me to hold on to him around
the waist real tight. The next thing I knew I was rubbing his chest and
sniffing the leather of his jacket and running my hands and fingers up and
down over his hairy six pack and chest, as we roared down the freeway. I
was literally in Ecstasy again. They pulled into a Motel 6, locked up their
bikes with chains, and headed to the room. Drake shared his room with his
two black buddies. I guessed the other guys were sharing rooms, as their
bikes lined up along the parking area.

Once they got me into their room, they stripped me down in record time and
all three of them licked and sucked on me until I was really turned on
again. Then Drake ushered me into the bathroom, pushed me into the shower
stall, greased up a finger and shoved it up into my ass. He pulled it from
me, turned to his buddies and said, "She needs cleaned guys." One of them
undressed, joined me in the large shower stall and proceeded to give me a
Fleet Enema to clean me inside and out. They were indeed prepared. I
actually got and stayed excited as he filled my ass with the soapy water.

Drake looked in at my hard pecker and said, "Look she likes it in her ass,
she's sure to be a hot fuck guys!" He told me to hold the water in me until
he told me I could release it, popped me on the ass and pushed me down
until I was sitting on the cold tiles of the shower stall. The three of
them stood around me and aimed their cocks at me and soon their warm urine
was giving me a nice warm shower. Drake spread my lips open, inserted his
cock and continued to piss telling me to drink. I don't know why, but this
really turned me on, especially since I was busting a gut to let the fluids
discharge from my ass.  The guys stepped back out of the shower, lifted me
to my feet, then ushered me to the toilet, told me to sit on the toilet,
discharge, then get in the shower so I could clean up real good. Special
emphasis was on getting my little pink pussy in the back nice and clean for
them. They talked about wanting to eat it for awhile before they fucked me.
When I was through showering, I again had a finger up me inspecting to make
sure I was nice and clean inside. I asked the guys if they were going to
shower first and they just laughed and one said, "No way girl! When we get
through with you, you are going to love our scent all over you. You will
smell like leather, three hunks and a Harley motorbike - Guaranteed."

The guys were all set up for my reentry into the bedroom area. They lit up
another joint and we smoked two and consumed another beer before they took
the party to the next level. They lay me back on my back on one of the
double beds and each took a turn at licking and sucking on my body parts
until they were oozing pre-cum and drooling all over me. All of a sudden,
my legs lifted up to my chest, a pillow pushed up under my bottom and I
found myself pulled to the end of the bed. Drake was waiting on his knees,
spread my ass cheeks apart. He began to lick in circles. He soon was
licking up and down over my balls and my perineum. Then he went a bit lower
and all of a sudden his tongue was on my pinkie - I went ballistic, it felt
so good. Eventually I just pushed my pinkie over his tongue and let out a
"Oh yea, right there please!" Each guy took a turn at eating me out as the
others chow down on my nipples, my toes and my lips. The next thing, I
realized was a finger was greased and fed up into me, soon two, then three
fingers were spreading and kneading my insides. Every once in awhile the
finger would touch and massage my hot spot and really excite me and I would
moan, "Oh yes, right there again," then moan, "Mmmmm yes!" Drake was first
to slowly push his cock up into me. I was ready. Was I ever ready! Sure, it
burned for a few moments, until his dick hit that special spot inside
me. Then it was all pleasure for me - I was humming!

"Shall we give her some Ammo-nitrate boys?" One of the guys took the lid
off a bottle, shook it a couple of times and put it to my nose. He
whispered, "Suck it up baby, and you will feel real good! Come on girl suck
up some more!" I went wild, out of control. I shuddered and bucked
involuntarily as my ass pumped and kneaded that big dick inside me. I was
on fire with a lust I had never before experienced. For hours, most of the
night, these three black guys took turns, either dropping loads into my
mouth or up my ass.  They were all over me, continuing to put the ammo to
my nose to keep me vibrating for their pleasures. I was treat to every
conceivable position that night, my favorite was Doggie Style. By morning,
we were all exhausted. As I lay in bed with them piled in next to me, I
realized just how right they were. I absolutely loved their pungent man
scent, different, much stronger, more acidic than white guys, all mixed
with the smell of leather and Harley fumes. Damn it was intoxicatingly
wonderful. I knew I would never be the same again after this experience. I
woke each of them with a nice warm mouth bringing them to a slow, warm
climax. That morning, I cleaned myself out again by filling the enema
bottle with warm soapy water and took another hot shower to wash their
wonderful scent off me, though I really wanted to have it with me
forever. My ass was sore, but it felt like a good sore, if you know what I
mean. I knew this would not be the last time I shared their bed, or I hoped
not.

During breakfast, the guys questioned me about my shift hours, how long I
would be in town at the fair. I saw no reason to lie to them about anything
except the fact that I was only 17 and still in high school. After Drake
learned that I worked the gate today for only 4 hours, 11:00am to 3:00pm,
he told me to be ready to ride with them by 4:00pm. He said he would pick
me up at the gate and they would take me on one of their runs into the
country later today.  Drake gave me a ride back to the gate, gave me a slip
of paper with the motel's phone number and their room number on it. He told
me to call and leave a message if for any reason I could not go with them
after I got off work. I worked all afternoon with a half hard-on thinking
about the night before, hoping that tonight would be as much fun.  When
Drake, Jack and Tom pulled up at the gate on their Hogs, I felt like the
luckiest guy in the world. I proudly crawled on behind Drake, put on the
helmet, clasp my arms around his waist, and inhaled his very wonderful, now
familiar scent. By the end of the day, I again had his smell all over the
front of me. It was very warm, we were sweating, our scents were mixing and
forming a very intoxicating aroma that kept filling my nostrils. I was
getting hard just hugging Drakes back and inhaling. I couldn't help myself,
I kept playing with his cock and must have jacked him off three or four
times during the run. When we got back to the motel that evening late, he
made me lick most of his juices up with my tongue off his bike. The rest I
had to clean with a wash rag and a towel. That night, after we ate dinner,
we had a repeat of the night before, except, they offered me the
opportunity of join them as their bitch and travel back to Las Vegas and
live with them. At that point, I had to come clean with them and tell them
I had four months to go yet until I was 18, legal age in California, and a
senior in high school. I promised them I would not ever say anything to
anyone about what we did these two nights. They wanted nothing more to do
with me until I was at least 18. Drake gave me a number where they lived in
Las Vegas, Nevada and told me if I wanted to see them after I came of age,
to call him. He told me they were all in the Marines and could not afford
to have someone underage living with them for obvious reasons. They left
the next morning for home. I was somewhat heartbroken because they were
special, very special. I would have run away with them in a heartbeat were
I of legal age. Probably best too!

As it was, I still had three days to go before the State Fair would be
closing up for the current year. I was addicted to getting it up the shit
shoot now and had to have more, lots more. I made a run through the Midway
that same night after Drake and his buddies left for Nevada mid
afternoon. I headed right to the Air Riffle Booth and inquired if Bud was
around. The guy pointed out back, so I scooted through the canvass and
entered through to the back of the booth. Bud, Blake and Gill were all
three sitting their with two other guys I recognized as two of the three
that took me in the back bedroom the night of the big fuck. They were
playing cards, drinking beer, and passing a lit joint around. The minute I
stepped in they all stood up and smiled at me.

Gill spoke first. "We figured you would be back after the black guys got
their fill of you.  Sure enough boys, she's back for some more white dick"

Blake added, "Well, what did you think about that black meat girl?"

I answered, "Really nice, gentle and caring when need be, yet dominant and
rough during sex. Yea, perfect, except for the fact that they left when
they found out I was only 17."

They all looked at each other in astonishment. Their mouths dropped open
and Bud said, "Your really only 17 years old?"

I answered, "Yes, only 17, four more months to go to 18, legal age in
California. Why, is it going to be a problem with you guys too? Because if
it is, I guess I will have to turn you all in to the authorities. All I
want from you guys is some more dick for three more days, then you can all
go on with your lives, and I mine. Is that clear guys?" They all looked at
each other and smiled then broke out laughing.

Bud stepped right up to me again and said, "I guess we can make that work
for you Bertie. When you want some dick, just come by and one or the other
of us can fix you right up for three more days."

I looked over at Gill and said, "Your first big guy, you're the best lover
in this group. Not the biggest cock, but definitely the best pussy
eater. In about two hours, send that big dumb one out front in to relieve
Gill, OK! I like his big dick the best! I should be through eating and
ready for him by then. Oh yes, It would be nice to have a hamburger and
fries and a big Classic Coke brought to me as soon as possible. I'm
famished and don't want to take one of those nice magic pills of yours on
an empty stomach, it really fucks a girl up you know. You all should have
warned me about that the first night you gave me one. I hope you all warn
your future conquests never to take Ecstasy on an empty stomach, it's
lethal! Come along Gill!" I put my hand out to him and off we went to the
trailer house. I felt a bit giddy, so I skipped to show my excitement, the
big guy in tow!

Twenty minutes later Bud arrived with the food, enough for Gill, himself
and me. We all sat down and ate, then he and Gill gave me a Ecstasy
pill. Bud rolled four joints and the three of us sat around and smoked a
couple of joints. Gill grabbed two joints, a lighter, two cold beers from
the refrigerator, grabbed my hand and led me into his bedroom with a big
smile on his face. He treated me to his tongue to rosebud specialty, then
fucked me to prepare me for Mr. Monster Dick Phil. Exactly two hours later
Phil arrived and gave me his specialty, the fuck of the century with his
13inch monster. I sent Gill out to send Bud to me now. When Bud arrived I
kissed and licked him all over telling him how much I liked him for showing
me the way to understanding myself. Then I took him and let him bury his 10
inches in me. I saved him for last that night, because he was by far the
best looking and smelled the best of the group. I just drooled and cooed
with that nice big dick in me most of the night sniffing and licking on
him. When he petered out, I crawled back in between Gill and Blake in the
other bedroom. The two of them filled me, top to bottom until I finally had
enough seed in me to get me through the night. This went on for two more
days. They all got their turn, including Jake, the little guy with the
5inchs. They got together the last day and wished me the very best, gave me
a hug right in public and said they hoped I would be back the following
year again.

When I got home and was unpacking my duffel bag I found a big bag of pot, a
full container of Ecstasy pills and a IOU for a case of Bud. A note was
attached that said, "Enjoy, hope to see you next year, but remember to
always practice Safe Sex -- The Carnie Dicks"

If you liked this portion of Teddy's escapades, email your remarks to
bertcarley@goldrush.com