Date: Sat, 17 May 2003 16:04:02 -0700 From: Bert Carley Subject: Young Teddy's Escapades - Part 7 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. Comments and suggestions should be emailed to bertcarley@goldrush.com Young Teddy's Escapades - Part 7 Being with Papa Joe and Max on this, my first tour with them and a few of the other members of the Nomads so far, had been full of fun and excitement. The Sonoma County Fair was much larger than our local county fair; therefore, the Carnival rides were far greater than what I had expected. However, nothing as spectacular as those at the California State Fair each year. PJ, Max and me, breaking from the others and doing our own thing last night on the Carnival's Midway, was a smart move. It gave us an opportunity to have a great time together. They both acted like two big kids with me dragging them, laughing and running, from one ride to the other. If you could have seen those two guys, full of energetic playfulness, acting loony like teenagers again with me in out front and them trying to keep up with my pace. The two of them as usual competed for my attention, winning prizes for me. We ended up leaving the fairgrounds carrying one huge teddy bear, a stuffed bunny rabbit, and pockets full of glassware and trinkets. PJ spotted a nice silver identification bracelet at a jewelry booth, purchased it, and had the concessionaire engrave it with TEDDY in all capital letters. I wore it proudly after he fastened it to my right wrist. Max could not let his dad outdo him; purchased a beautiful silver bracelet/ankle bracelet set and put the bracelet on the same wrist. He put the ankle bracelet in his pocket and said he would put it on me later when my boots were off. Playing 'Nomad Spin the Bottle' half the night back at the campsite finished off Friday with enough sex to keep any she-male with a permanent smile. Just before we three crawled between the two sleeping bags zipped together, Max put the ankle bracelet on my right ankle, kissed it, shinned the flashlight on it and told me how pretty it looked on me. Saturday morning a poke from Papa Joe, then his deep masculine voice awakened me. "Hey Max, hey Teddy, time to get your buns up, you two going to sleep all day, it's after 8am already?" He had the sound of authority to his voice. "Up and Adam now!" He was already up, standing over us sounding like a drill sergeant in the marines. It reminded me of "Mail Call" on TV when the sergeant shouts, "Get my meaning MAGOTS!" I opened one eye, looked up to see PJ, still nude looking down at us his semi dangling loosely from between a nest of matted coarse hair. As tempting as it looked to me, I said. "Just go away and leave us for dead Papa Joe," cuddled up against Max and buried my nose in his chest hair to drop back to sleep." Next thing, I felt his cold hands. He was running them under the bedding over my ass and back, startling me back awake. He did the same thing to Max. "Oh no you don't guys, UP WITH YOU NOW! This seemed really to piss Max off! His arm and elbow struck out trying to target the intrusion but missed its' mark. "What the fuck you think you're doing man, I'll get up when the hell I feel like it! Go away, can't you see I'm sleeping!" Then the next phase of PJ's rousting began. He never said a word, quickly unzipped the top sleeping bag and laid it back, leaving us nude and exposed to the morning coolness, dropped to his knees, prepared to take us both on if needed. He started ticking, poking and rolling us about. Max sat up looking meaner than hell. He landed a couple of quick punches to his dad, hitting him hard enough in the stomach and chest to knock him over sideways. PJ recovered and plunged at Max, returning two swift punches, enough to knock Max back flat on his back. PJ pinned him instantly. I had quickly rolled away from this big boy's game. I have seen them go at it before at home, wanted no part of it should the fists started flying my way. PJ just roared with laughter. Max did not find it funny at all! "Give it up son, you ain't no match for your old man yet, not in a hundred years." Max rolled out from under him and the shit hit the fan. The fists were flying and obscenities exchanged. Max got a couple more good hits into his dad's stomach and chest. PJ just laughed harder and said, "That all you got big man? Come on, show me what you got." He grabbed Max by the cock and balls with one hand; his ponytail with the other, forced him to his knees with his face pressed against his crotch and rubbed his nose back and forth over his nude groin. "You ready to treat your old man with some respect now boy, or prepare yourself to suck some of your papa's dick?" "What's it going to be?" Max was still obviously red hot mad, especially now that PJ had humiliated him in front of me. I had seen them fight before, but never had I seen his dad humiliate him quite like this! Max pushed, shoved, and eventually was able to topple his dad and they rolled on the bedding. Quick as a flash PJ had him down flat on his back again, straddled him, holding his arms down with his knees and his weight. He spread Max's mouth open with his fingers and spat in it, then dropped his balls down rubbing them across his lips and nose. "You bite me and you'll pay dearly Maxwell! Now lick my balls boy!" Max squirmed, bucked and spat again, all to no avail. He was pinned for good this time. "You ain't getting out of this one boy, NOW LICK MY BALLS!" I tried to intervene, but PJ gave me warning! "You stay out of this Teddy girl, I don't want you hurt. Been a brewing for a long time now between me en he! We will settle it right here and now! Stand back Teddy!" Max kept turning his head to one side or the other to avoid the inevitable. He received a couple of good hard smacks across the face and PJ held him by his ears and forced his balls to his lips. "NOW SUCK EM BOY, I AIN'T TELLING YOU AGAIN - GET WITH IT ... NOW BOY!" Max still was bucking desperately for release! Two more hard pops across his face and he started to calm down. "YOU READY NOW BOY - DO IT!" Max slowly started to lick, spitting, gagging, but never-the-less finally doing as he was told. "NOW SUCK ON THEM MAXWELL!" PJ continued to hold him by the ears and direct his actions like he was holding a router doing some woodwork project. "That's it Boy! Mmmm Yea! That's real good Maxie Boy!" PJ slid back a little, looked down into Max's eyes, smiled down at him, worked his cock to his lips and rubbed the pre-cum back and forth covering his lips with the slick fluid. PJ's voice now became very soft and gentle. "Now suck on daddy's big cock for awhile Baby, just like you use to do for me when you were a young-in after your mama died. Remember how you use to love to sleep with daddy and do it for me Maxie? Suck it Maxie! Make love to papa's big cock!" There was a very long silence, then Max's tongue came out and licked his lips of the pre- cum. "Come on baby, put your tongue in daddy's pee hole and taste some more, you know you like it baby!" Max rolled his tongue around the head a couple of times, sucked the entire head in and began the long forgotten ritual he performed each night when he was a child. "That's it baby! Now watch the teeth, you don't want daddy to have to pop you again for dragging your teeth!" I was not sure if Max was actually enjoying doing this now, but he was performing quite admirably for claiming to be strictly a Top guy to me from day one. I just stood in awe, watching him suck his dad to a full climax, swallowing, then licking both his dad's cock and his lips clean of skeet. When PJ released him, he lay there on his back for a spell. He seemed to be lost in a trance, in another time and space. Eventually he rose and went about his business as if nothing had happened. I was flabbergasted watching how this all happened, not quite sure if it was something they did on a regular basis together, or if they really were mad and upset with each other. What ever it was, it was an Academy Award performance. I said nothing, when PJ ushered me to the showers that were set up in a small out building nearby carrying my travel kit. "Going to have to use that enema kit on you this morning Teddy! Want you nice and sanitary girl. You must have a full load of man juice inside you from last nights little party! You know how important it is you keep nice and tidy for Papa Joe so he can eat your sweet little pink pussy! Come along girl and let me do the honors of cleaning you up this morning." I just love taking a shower with Papa Joe. He is so gentle with me at times. That gentle side of his personality always shows when I am in the shower with the Big Guy. He is beautiful when all that salt and pepper hair on his body is under the spray. It ripples and my fingers can part and do finger painting with it in the soapsuds. He likes to soap me up and fuck me in the shower. He lifts me with my back against a wall; my arms wrapped around his neck as support, lowers me slowly over his weapon of destruction and turns my insides into his private little war zone. The warm water flows over us and he brings us both to a massive climax together. He is my dreamboat during this ritual. I love him more than words can describe the way he handles me during this ritual. Other times, he is harsh, crude, demanding, humiliates me and treats me like his ward ordering me around like his private bitch. Always in the shower, he is a big pussycat, gentle, passionate and tells me sweet things right from his big heart. He cleaned me out twice with a nice warm water enema under the warm water, soaped up my pussy, did a good inspection with his finger, let the water rinse me good. We stepped out into the sunlight and dried each other off as Max watched before stepping into the outbuilding to take his shower. As always Max had a full-blown woody and was stroking it hoping I would follow him back into the bathhouse. Now, Max, that's another story. He is always consistent the way he treats me. He is hot, sexy, but demanding, rough and definitely oversexed. He can shoot a load into me every twenty minutes - no problem! It is nice when I am stoned, drunk and really turned on, but sometimes a girl is left alone and given a breather. He is not capable of doing anything but pleasing himself, though he gives a terrific and rewarding pussy romp. I always run to him when I am horny, knowing he will fuck me silly, always rough and tumble style, his specialty. Some of the other guys were up and milling around drinking coffee. Others were still sleeping. Coffee made and the smell of it had my nose twitching for a cup of the hot brew. Before PJ and I even dressed, we had two cups of the brew sitting around the table on the lawn furniture just staring into outer space saying few words, but touching each other periodically, totally connected mentally with each other. I just stared at him in awe, knowing I was the luckiest to have this hunk as my Big Daddy. Finally he spoke. "I love you girl - better than any woman I ever had - can't get enough of you!" I smiled, cuddled up closer to him, put my head on his shoulder, wrapped my fingers over his flaccid dick and squeezed it gently. I did not have to say a word for him to understand. "You as famished as I am girl?" "Yes, let's go into town and get some breakfast as soon as Max is done showering. He may be awhile, he's probably in there jacking off." I giggled! "Did you see that hard-on he was getting when he was watching us dry off each other? Guess he thought I would follow him back in when he flashed it at me. I sure fooled him, but I'll surely pay for it later if I know him." "Yea Teddy! My stomachs really growling - needs food!" When Max finally stepped out and dried off, PJ said, "Here comes Max now. Hey Max grab a quick coffee; then we are going into town for some grub. Ask the rest of the guys if they want to join us. Get your ass in gear, get dressed and we are on our way, my stomachs growling like crazy!" Just five went - Len, Tom and the three of us. We all piled into Tom's new crew cab pick up so we could relax a bit on the journey back into the city to find a IHOP Restaurant. I sat between PJ and Max at the table. Len sat directly across from, Tom next to him. Every once in awhile I would feel Len's foot reach out and nudge my boot to get my attention. Then he would give me a big smile, wink at me and lick his lips when he knew Max and PJ were engrossed in eating and not looking. I finally tucked my feet up under my chair where his long legs could not reach them and ignored him. When he caught my eye looking at him again, he gave me a big pout like his feeling were hurt, dropped his head in sorrow, then sat back up straight with a big grin on his face. I just smiled, holding back laughing at his theatrics. I went to the bathroom while the guys sat at the table talking drinking coffee after we all finished eating. While I was washing my hands and combing my hair Len walked in and quickly grabbed a piece of my ass and gave it a squeeze. I smiled and said, "You better be careful and not let Max catch you doing that to me. PJ would probably just give you a reprimand, but I am not so sure about Max, he is a hothead you know and definitely possessive and would not tolerate you messing with me without his or PJ approval. You must be careful Len, I like you very much and I do not want to see something happen that would make it impossible for me to be with you again, because I look forward to it. That dick of your is absolutely scrumptious. You heed my words now - you hear?" "I want you so much Teddy my dick is drooling, but OK, I'll go through the right channels to get with you again baby! Thanks for the warning about Max!" He turned and left me combing my hair and putting it in a French-Braid. All day Saturday the guys toured the back roads of the Napa, Sonoma Wine countryside, stopping at every out of the way bar in the area. They all seemed to be very familiar with the area, having been there many prior years. As usual, after a couple of real cold beers, I switched to PJ beer, definitely my preference, along with some Dr. Pepper. They stopped at wine tasting rooms for free samples along the route. I did not partake; the stuff always gave me a headache. The wine sure had an affect of the smell and taste of PJ when I would lick on his neck and arms as we rode along in the warm sun. I swear pure wine was coming out his pores and it tasted salty and good getting it this way. By early evening, we were back entering the fairgrounds again for more fun along the Carnival Midway. I know these older guys were getting a lot of their energy from little white pills, but never the less, they were awesome how wonderfully entertaining the all could be. Len made it a point of staying with PJ, Max and me during the entire evening, being a friend, buddy with Max and PJ. I thought to myself, "Sly Devil!" That night when we all got back to the dairy farm the guys were up to their usual grab ass games with we girls. Everyone got totally stoned again and we played another game of Spin the Bottle. Of course, I had another wonderful romp with Len when the spin landed on me and I had my chance to choose a guy and chose him. That 30 minutes was fantastic with him putting the meat to me. An hour later the spin landed on him and he chose me. I got a double hit with him, was getting use to his style now and really liked it. That big dick of his really turned me on inside. He was H.O.T. hot. When I awoke during the night to take a leak, Max was no longer in the bag with PJ and me. After I drained my lizard, I had my suspicions confirmed when I went by Len's bedroll and watched from a distance Len fucking Max. Max's legs were in the air and Len was really putting the meat to him. When I awoke in the morning, Max was back in behind me cutting Z's with a nice hard- on rubbing against my ass cheeks. I knew now that Max was BI-Sexual and figured most likely PJ had been screwing him too for years since his wife's death. I thought to myself, "No big deal - Good for him, he does have good taste after all! Maybe Len will be coming by PJ's house on a regular basis now and I can get my share of him too." Sunday, we played until about noon around close to the dairy farm taking a few short runs. By 1:00pm we were all packed up headed home. Of course, we had to stop at every hole in the wall watering hole bar along the way, but by 6:00pm we were home. I loaded my teddy bear, Mr. Rabbit and my other prizes into the Toyota and headed home. Dinner with the folks telling them many lies about my weekend and I was off to my bedroom taking a call from Trucker Buddy that wanted to meet me at the truck stop in three hours. I took a shower, clean myself out, crashed out across my bed and went sound asleep, awaiting Buddy's wake up call to put me in motion to get another hot ride on his stallion.