Drawn West

By Jim002

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Nine

Joe's hard pecker was behind me. I reached for it and guided it to my ass. Joe sighed as he pushed easily inside me. Joe began fucking me. Pa moved in front of me and kissed me. I wrapped my hand around his pretty pecker and stroked it. Pa never kissed me that way at school. I remembered when he said once that someday I would meet someone special. He knew I was his son. Had he originally intended not to be my lover, when I was old enough? Or did he mean himself, Alan Johnson? After a minute, Pa pulled away from the kiss. He stroked my cheek with his thumb. "I love you, boy."

"I love you, Pa."

I ran my hands over his hairy body. Pa smiled as I did it.

Joe sighed. He grabbed my hips and pulled me tightly against him, burying his rod as deeply inside me as he could.

"I wished my pa had said it to me," Joe said.

"He never did?"

"No. Never told Tom, neither."

"Did he act like he loved you?" Pa asked Joe.

"Sometimes."

"He probly thought a father oughtn't say it," Rafe said. "Mine never did and I talked to other men. Most of their pappies didn't say it, neither. My ma said it so regular, it didn't mean much."

I pulled off Joe. As I turned around, he looked uncertain. Then I knelt and looked at his pecker. I could see Pa and Rafe's cream on it. I wanted it, but it had been in my ass. But there was plenty of whiskey! I took it in my mouth and sucked Joe's big, cream-covered pecker. Joe groaned.

"Ah. That's it, son! Ah, yeah!"

I loved being called 'son' by my Daddy Joe.

I bobbed on him. I was starting to get tired and sleepy. Then Joe got me worked up, again.

"A baby needs his ma's milk. A boy becomin a man, like you, needs lots of his pappy's milk. Nurse on my pecker, son."

"That there's obscene!" Rafe said.

Pa laughed. "That must be why my pecker stood right up."

The three of them laughed. My mouth was full.

Pa knelt behind me and pushed back inside my ass. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Rafe sit on the side of the bed, watching us. His pecker was half-hard. We were close enough to the bed that I could reach for it. It stiffened as I wrapped my hand around it. I was surprised, since Rafe had already shot twice less than an hour ago. I stroked it. I had Joe in my mouth, Pa in my ass, and Rafe in my hand.

"You need one more man," Pa said. "One of your hands is empty."

"Lordy!" Rafe said, as I pulled off Joe. Both Joe and I laughed.

"How about Tom?" I suggested.

"Poor Tom," Joe said. "Wastin his time with girls when he could have you."

Joe began rubbing his wet pecker on my face. I loved it even more than when Harry had done it to me. I looked up at Joe. He grinned at me.

"Do you think the three of us could do something?" I asked him. "Maybe Tom could fuck me while I suck you?"

Joe grinned.

"Mebe. I'll ask."

I wanted Joe's cream. I swallowed him and sucked. I continued stroking Rafe. Pa reached around and stroked me while he fucked me slowly. I came and Pa groaned. We both shot. I could feel Pa's pecker jump as he filled me. My cream must have shot onto the floor. Pa had my spunk on his hand. He wiped it on my chest and pulled out of me. To my surprised, Rafe took his place. Rafe pushed his big pecker inside me slowly.

"That's it, son. Nurse on that man meat. Your Daddy Joe is gonna feed you," Joe said. "Soon...soon...ah!"

Joe's pecker fired away inside my mouth. I gulped down the meal he was providing. I looked up and Joe and saw Pa was behind him and rubbing his hands on Joe's chest and belly as Joe pumped man milk into my mouth.

"Look at him down there. That's your boy, Joe," Pa said. "Look how hungry he is. Feed your boy. Give him every drop you can."

Joe groaned. Pa pulled on Joe's nipples and Joe leaned back against Pa.

Sadly, Joe finished. As soon as he pulled out of my mouth, Rafe pulled out of my butt. I started to stand, but Rafe pressed down on my shoulder. He took Joe's place. Rafe's big pecker had man cream leaking out of his foreskin.

"If you's goin to be nasty, you'd doin it with me, too," Rafe said.

I pulled the foreskin back and saw the head of his cock had plenty of his and Pa's milk on it. I licked it clean.

"Can you come, again?" Pa asked Rafe.

"Mebe."

Rafe stroked his meat. I caressed his balls, while Pa, and then Joe, ran their hands over Rafe's body. I looked up at him. Rafe had a look of pleasure on his face. But Rafe couldn't shoot, again. He finally gave up.

"Why do I want more, no matter how much sex I get?" I asked Pa. Rafe chuckled.

"Lots of good things are like that," Pa said.

"Ever one wants as much sex as they can," Joe said.

"Not my wife," Pa said. I smiled at him.

"Well, men do," Joe added. Pa nodded.

Pa poured me whiskey. I yawned as he handed it to me. I drank it.

"We got a tired boy," Joe said.

"We do. He definitely will get sick, if he doesn't get sleep," Pa said. "How do you feel?" Your stomach?" he asked me.

"Fine."

"You wake me up if you feel sick. I'll help get you to the outhouse," Pa said.

"I will," I said, yawning, again.

"So is this about what you did last Christmas Eve?" Pa asked Rafe, with a serious expression.

I laughed at Rafe's expression. Then he smiled.

"I sat here alone, near cryin, and wonderin if I'd ever have someone to share my life," Rafe said.

"Well, you got us."

"I know. I cain't hardly believe it."

"Mine wasn't that bad, cuz I got Tom and ma sister, but I was sad," Joe said.

I had finished the whiskey. I handed the glass to Pa.

I saw Missy was still asleep. I figured I better take her outside before we slept. I got dressed while Pa and Rafe set up a bed on the floor for Rafe and me. The cushions they'd bought should work well. I could feel the whiskey. I had a little trouble with my balance.

I woke Missy up. She opened her eyes, but she didn't stand up. I bent down and picked her up. When we walked outside, the cold shocked me fully awake. I put her down on an area without as much snow. She squatted and pissed. I started to pick her up, but she wiggled around like she didn't want me, too. I knew very little about dogs, and nothing about puppies. I didn't know if I should take her inside, anyway. But after wandering around for a moment, she showed me what she wanted. She squatted again and took a dump. Then she ran over to me.

I picked her up and kissed her. She licked my lips.

"Blaah!" I said, laughing. I wiped my lips on my sleeve. We went back inside. She drank some water and then went and laid on my shirt.

We all got ready for bed. When I was ready, Joe was already laying on his side, under a blanket. He was naked. I had planned to wear my underwear, but I pulled everything off. I hugged Pa and told him I loved him. We both got hard and Pa grinned.

"Lordy! I thought we was going to bed," Rafe said. I kissed him goodnight, then.

"We'll save these for tomorrow," he said, looking down at our peckers."

I joined Joe on the floor. He had me face him. We kissed for a while. It was a lazy kiss, with our tongues moving slowly against each other. Then he had me flip over, so my back was to him. He surprised me by sliding his pecker into me.

"Go to sleep," he said.

I fell asleep for the first time with a stiff pecker inside me.

I awoke during the night to find Joe pushing his cock inside me. I turned my head back and Joe thrust his tongue in my mouth. As we kissed, Joe began stroking my meat. His hardon felt really good inside me.

"You like this, boy? You like havin me inside you?" he whispered.

"I love it, Joe."

He kissed me, again as he resumed fucking me. It was a slow fuck, with his pecker moving in and out of me as slowly as his tongue moved in my mouth. Pa and I were used to hurrying. What Joe and I were doing was so much more romantic than a satisfying, but quick fuck.

He pulled away from the kiss after a couple of minutes, but he continued the slow fuck.

"I love you, boy," he whispered in my ear. Then he sucked on my ear.

"I love you, Joe. I think you are wonderful."

Joe sighed. Then his mouth covered mine, again. Suddenly, he sped up his stroking of my pecker. I was about to shoot when he stopped moving. Even his tongue stopped moving in my mouth. Then I felt his pecker twitch as he shot inside me. He began fucking and stroking me, again. I threw back the cover and shot my cream onto the floor. To my astonishment, Missy walked over and licked it up.

Joe let out a breath as he finished. I pulled off his meat and flipped over.

"Missy is licking up my spunk," I whispered.

"Yeah. Dog's is like that. Ours licked it up whenever some ended on the ground. It's good for them. It's good fer you. I growed bigger than Tom. I'm a hand taller, and you can feel my muscles if you still don't believe."

"I do believe. I'm glad you are going to give it to me."

"I shoulda fed you jus now. Felt so good, I fergot."

I was very happy when we went back to sleep. But I had a dream about Flora and Annabelle. In the dream, they were starving to death.

When I woke up Christmas morning, I saw everyone else was already up. The cabin was warm. Pa was naked and heating up food. It smelled good. He looked very fine from the rear. I got up off the bed on the floor. I quickly put on underwear and a pair of soft, deerskin shoes.

Missy was next to where I was sleeping. I picked her up.

"Good morning, Pa."

He turned around and smiled. I watched his pecker get stiff. I heard him chuckle.

"You're up?" I heard Rafe call from the other room.

"Yes."

I heard a loud clang from the other room. I looked into it. I saw Joe was in there with Rafe. A lead pipe was strung up over the tub. It was held up by two loops of rope, hanging from the ceiling. Joe was holding the pipe still while Rafe worked at one end of the pipe.

I walked up and hugged Pa. He hugged me back.

"What are they doing in there?" I asked. "Is that pipe to fill the tub?"

"It's going to be a shower over the tub. That way two of us can stand and wash in the tub at the same time. Like at school."

"Oh!" I said. "But here, we can wash each other!"

"Yup."

I was excited. It took a long time to pump and heat enough water for a bath.

"We are both used to bathing regularly. Out here on the frontier, most people don't bathe nearly as often, especially in winter. But this will let us stay clean. I know you want to suck all of us. I shudder to think of you sucking the pecker of a man who hasn't bathed in a month."

I nodded.

Pa tilted my head up and kissed me.

He pulled away and smiled.

"I'm glad you didn't get sick. It would be a shame to be sick to your stomach on Christmas, with all the food we have. Sit down. You want coffee?" he asked.

"Sure!"

I sat down and sipped my coffee.

Missy wandered into the other room with Rafe and Joe.

"Has Missy been out?" I asked.

"Yes. Rafe took her out about an hour ago."

Pa put a plate of eggs in front of me and sat.

"I expect you are wondering about your Christmas present," Pa said.

I laughed.

"I hadn't even thought about it."

"Well, you seemed to like your present when you saw it yesterday," Pa said.

"Is it Joe's pecker?"

Pa laughed.

"Yes. Rafe and I bought it for you. We had to buy Joe, too. He's very attached to his pecker."

I laughed.

"Seriously, though. Your Christmas present is in the barn. You have your own horse. We also got you a saddle and some other things."

I got up and hugged Pa.

"A dog and a horse. Two things I always wanted! And Joe's pecker."

Pa laughed.

"That way when you need to go to town, you can just take off."

I hugged him, again.

I got up and walked to Rafe. As I hugged him. I thanked him for the horse.

I looked at what they were building.

"This is Alan's Christmas present," Rafe said. "He said he was used to bathing every other day."

I nodded.

"Come eat! I can still see your ribs," Pa called.

I hugged Joe and walked back to the table. Missy followed me. I put her on my lap as I sat down. I gave her a small piece of egg which she gobbled down.

"Does the horse have a name?" I asked Pa.

"Yes. It's Danny."

I nodded.

Danny represented freedom to me. I could go into town when I wanted. I could explore Rafe's land and the black hills.

Pa pulled a chair next to me and sat. I looked at his pecker and watched it stiffen. I thought Pa's rod was perfect. Pa, as Dan, told me I had an unnatural love of his penis, and that that was one of the reasons he loved me. That was the first time 'Dan' told me he loved me. Now, of course, I knew another reason he loved me was that he was my father. 'Dan' never missed an opportunity to show me his meat and it usually began dripping, just from my attention.

"Maybe this will remind you to eat," Pa said. He stood up and pushed his stiff pecker into the big pile of eggs he'd cooked for me. Then he held my head and pushed his pecker into my mouth.

"Damn! DAMN!" Rafe said. "I purely do not believe it!"

"Believe what?" Joe asked.

"I came in to get more coffee and seen Alan feeding Daryl eggs, using his pecker!"

Pa chuckled as I sucked.

"I never claimed I wasn't a pervert," Pa said to them.

"He probably wants his boy to have milk with his eggs," Joe said.

Pa laughed.

"I don't know iffin I can keep up with you," Rafe said. I wasn't sure what he meant.

"You don't have to. We don't have to all be the same," Pa said to him.

"That is true," Rafe said.

Pa pulled his pecker out of my mouth and sat back down. I looked at Pa's pecker. It was wet and shiny from being in my mouth. I began eating, again.

"We's almost done," Joe said.

"Are we doing anything for Christmas?" I asked.

"What would you like to do?" Pa asked.

I was disturbed by my dream of Flora and Annabelle. I had so much to be grateful for. Just how needy were those two women?

"I was thinking of giving Flora and Annabelle a gift," I said.

"You were?" Pa said. He seemed surprised.

"I feel like I have everything and they don't have nearly enough," I said.

"You got a good heart," Joe said to me. Rafe nodded his head.

"That's the spirit of Christmas," Pa said. "I'm proud of you for thinking of it and a little ashamed I didn't. What do you want to give them?"

"I thought one of the gold coins Harry gave me."

Pa wrapped his arms around me and hugged me.

"We should do that," Rafe said. "I'll give them a little something, too."

"And me," Joe said.

"Let's finish," Rafe said to Joe.

"You can ride Danny to the ladies while the rest of us ride in the wagon," Pa said.

I nodded.

I went back to eating. I gave Missy a piece of egg. She got excited.

"You need it more than she does," Pa said.

I ate.

"Is Joe our hired hand when we are with the two women?" I asked Pa. "I want to keep the story consistent."

"I don't think we need to hide nothin from Flora," Rafe said. "She knows how Joe is and she knows we is friends. I think she probly likes girls."

"What about Annabelle?" I asked.

"They may be lovers. In any case, Annabelle doesn't seem the type to pry," Pa said. "Flora can tell Annabelle whatever she thinks is best."

"Yeah. That's right," Rafe said.

Rafe and Joe finished and showed us how the shower worked. You put warm or hot water in a bucket and lifted it by pulling a rope. Then you tipped the bucket into a metal can up near the ceiling. The water flowed down from the tub to a pipe and then onto you when you pulled a chain.

"How did you do this so quickly?" I asked.

"We started before dawn," Rafe said. "I was able to get the lead pipe and the tank from Carpenter's store, yesterday."

"It's marvelous!" I said. Rafe and Joe looked proud of their work.

"I think I'll try it," Rafe said. "Maybe Daryl will want to have a suck."

"I'll try it, too," Joe said.

The two of them got undressed. Then they got in the tub. Rafe pulled the chain and the two of them wet themselves. I handed Rafe the soap. He started washing himself.

"I got used to showers at school," I said. "I am very glad you put this up."

Rafe nodded. Once he was soapy, he handed Joe the soap.

"Is the water warm enough? Do you want me to add hot water to the tank?" I asked.

"Nah."

Joe was covered with soap.

"Will you pull the chain? I need both hands to wipe the soap off. Chains on a spring. You let go, it stops."

"Sure," I said.

I pulled the chain and held it down. The water ran out of holes in the lead pipe that was above the tub. It flowed onto Joe and Rafe. The water ran out before they got all the soap off. There was a pot of water on the stove. I held my hand above the water and didn't feel heat, so I dipped a finger.

"The water is barely warm," I said.

"Go ahead. We'll get colder standing here," Rafe said.

I poured it into the bucket and raised it up. Once the bucket had been dumped into the tank, I pulled the chain, again. They finished.

"Works real good," Joe said.

Rafe nodded. He looked pleased.

I gave them each a towel. Rafe must have bought them the day before, too.

"How do you wash clothes?" I asked Rafe.

"I don't. There's a laundry in town."

I nodded.

"My longjohns need cleaning," Joe said. "You want a suck before I put them on?" he asked me.

"I've got extras," Pa said, from the cabin. "I'll loan you one."

"Carpenter is going to open the store for two hours at noon," Rafe said to Joe. "You should pick some up."

"I'll do that," Joe said.

Rafe got out of the tub and kissed me. His pecker got hard and I stroked it while we kissed.

"My turn," Joe said, when Rafe finished.

Joe kissed me thoroughly.

"You going to see Tom today?" I asked Joe.

"I will when I go to town. You goin?"

I thought about it.

"Sure. I'll mention again how sexy I think Tom is, so he won't think I forgot him."

"That's real good."

"You going to see your sister?" I asked.

"No. Just Tom. We was never close."

I nodded.

Pa brought Joe some underwear. Joe put them on.

"Don't button up," I said.

Joe grinned.

"You, either, Rafe."

I looked at Rafe and Joe, with their stiff peckers sticking out and hairy chests showing.

"I think he likes how we look," Rafe said to Joe.

Pa moved next to me. He stroked himself while he enjoyed the view, too.

"Damn, son. Are we the two luckiest perverts in the world?" Pa asked me. Rafe and Joe laughed.

"I am blessed, Pa," I said. "I've got all three of you."

"I think we all are blessed," Pa said. Joe and Rafe nodded their heads.

The four of us moved together in a loose circle. Pa pulled my underwear down. He was on one side of me and Rafe was on the other. I took their peckers in my hands and stroked them. Joe moved closer to me and kissed me. I felt hands on my ass and then fingers at my butthole. Pa pushed a finger inside me. I pulled away from Joe and moaned.

Rafe's stomach growled. We laughed.

"Come on. Time to eat," Pa said.

I sat down with Joe and Rafe.

Pa cut some ham, cheese, and bread and put it on the table. He had bacon he'd cooked earlier. He put that on the table, too. Then he put a plate of cookies that Flora and Annabelle had made in front of me. It was strange seeing this side of Pa. I didn't know he could cook.

I took a piece of bread and spread butter on it while Joe and Rafe filled their plates. Pa pulled his chair and sat next to me. He put his arm around my shoulders. I smiled at him. After I'd finished my piece of bread, Pa tilted my face up. He moved close and stuck his tongue in my mouth. I moaned as we kissed.

"Shiiit!" Joe said. "My pecker is never going to be soft, with them two around."

Rafe laughed.

"Is that a bad thing? I happen to know for a fact that Daryl likes your stiff pecker more. I seen how he looks at it," Rafe said. "Sides, how you goin to feed our boy milk, if you ain't hard?"

"You're right."

Pa pulled away. "I wonder whether Rafe or Joe would like to have two mouths on their pecker at the same time?"

"Damn!" Rafe said.

"I'll be!" Joe said, at the same time.

"I don't think they would like it, Pa."

"That's a lie! A lie!" Rafe said, laughing.

"Let's do it, anyway," Pa said. I laughed.

"Watch what I do," Pa said.

He stood up and turned Rafe's chair around. Pa knelt to one side of Rafe. He ran his mouth down the side of his pecker and then back to the head. He ran his tongue over the head, which caused Rafe to groan. Then he repeated it.

"I got it, Pa."

I knelt and did the same thing on my side of his pecker. Rafe groaned as I licked up the clear stuff on the head.

"Do that feel as good as it looks?" Joe asked Rafe.

"Never felt nothing like it!" Rafe said.

After a couple of minutes, Pa held my head when my tongue was going over the head of Rafe's rod. We both lapped at the end of the pecker. That turned into a kiss.

"Shit! They's kissin each other with your pecker in their mouths!" Joe said.

It was wonderful. Our tongues caressed each other as they also caressed the purple plum at the end of Rafe's cock. Pa, as Dan, had taught me about man sex. I was glad Pa still had some lessons to teach me.

"I'm almost there!" Rafe said.

When Rafe groaned, Pa pushed Rafe's pecker into my mouth. He began stroking the shaft, while I sucked on the head. Rafe cried out as his milk began shooting in my mouth. I wrapped one hand around Rafe's balls and pulled a little. Pa liked that; I figured Rafe would, too.

"That's it, Daddy. Milk that pecker for your boy!" Joe said as Rafe continued groaning.

"You're next, Joe," Pa said.

"I am shore ready!"

Rafe groaned as his cream continued to shoot into my mouth. I gulped the thick stuff down. Pa had told me that the longer, and the better, you worked a man's pecker, the more cream he shot. He demonstrated that by having me suck him for about an hour. When Pa finally shot, the first blast of his man milk near took the back of my head off! Rafe was shooting a lot more than he had the day before. He must have really enjoyed what Pa and I had done to him.

Rafe's spurts weakened, and then stopped. When his pecker wilted, a little, I pulled off it. Pa squeezed the last drops out of it and I licked them up.

"Damn!" Rafe said, shaking his head.

Pa let go of it. I wrapped my own hand around his big, beautiful pecker and stroked it. I lapped at the big, purple head a couple of times. Rafe got fully hard, again.

"He's still raring to go," I said, as I stroked him.

Rafe leaned back and laughed.

"How many times can you shoot in a day?" I asked Rafe.

"You'll have to find out, baby boy."

I grinned.

Pa and I moved to Joe. We licked and rubbed his pecker with our tongues and mouths, while Joe groaned. While we did that, I stroked Pa's pecker. Pa sucked on the end of Joe's cock, briefly, before passing the head to me. Then I sucked it while Pa lapped at the shaft. We passed his pecker back and forth. I looked up, briefly and saw Rafe and Joe were kissing. A pang of jealousy passed through me. I realized I felt differently about Joe than I did about Rafe. To get past that feeling, I kissed Pa. Pa took my head in his hands and kissed me with so much passion, I thought I might come. Our kiss opened enough to include the head of Joe's pecker. It was as if the head of Joe's rod was a third tongue in our kiss.

"I want to feed Daryl," Joe said. Pa pulled back and I took Joe into my mouth. Pa stroked him. I tugged on Joe's nuts and he gasped.

"This...ah...ah...drink!" Joe said, as his cock began squirting his man cream into my mouth. Pa kept stroking and Joe kept shooting. There was a lot.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Pa reach for something. Then I felt his fingers at my hole. They were greasy with butter. Pa let go of Joe's meat when it softened. I let him slip from my mouth. Pa greased up his pecker with butter.

"Why don't you two suck Daryl while I fuck him?"

When Joe and Rafe both put their mouths on my pecker, I knew I wouldn't last long. In fact, I shot my bolt as Pa slid into me. Joe swallowed my pecker and I shot in his mouth. Pa grabbed my hips and began fucking. After I shot, Rafe sucked on my pecker and Joe sucked on my balls. It felt incredible. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation of having three men stimulate me. Pa changed the position of his pecker inside me and I gasped.

"That's the spot," Pa said.

He aimed his pecker directly at that spot. I had bursts of pleasure each stroke.

"I'm about to do it!" I said.

"Let me have his milk," Joe said to Rafe.

They switched places. Rafe sucked on my nuts while Joe sucked me. Joe was very, very good at it. I decided to ask him to teach me how to suck better. Tom must have absolutely loved having his little brother give him so much pleasure every day. One more stroke of Pa's pecker over the spot inside me pushed me over the edge. My pecker began shooting in Joe's mouth. Joe made sounds of pleasure as I emptied myself into his mouth.

"Your hole is massaging my pecker!" Pa said. "I can't last!"

His pecker throbbed as he filled my rear.

I wondered about something. If I was a girl, Pa's daughter, would I love getting fucked by Pa as much as I did? Would I spread my legs eagerly for him and guide his pecker to my slit? Or would worrying about getting pregnant or losing my virginity before my wedding kill the joy? I thought it probably would. Well, I'd never wanted to be a girl. I was lucky.

We all took a break from sex. I played with Missy while the men discussed the new home we'd be building.

To our surprise, we heard someone pulling up outside. It was Flora and Annabelle. We were all in our longjohns. He quickly pulled on clothes while there was a knock on the door. Pa opened it.

"Merry Christmas!" Flora said.

They brought another cake and a pie.

"These is gifts. I got to worryin that you men might'n run out of food," Flora said. "And your boy bein so skinny."

"This was so thoughtful of you," Pa said.

"Think nothing of it," Annabelle said. "I love cooking for holidays. I have such pleasant memories of helping my dear mother cook."

Annabelle looked like she was about to cry. I wanted to ask about her family. Had they died of the pox? And when had they died? I carried Missy over to her and she brightened as she petted my new dog.

Rafe walked over to me.

"You givin them their gift now?" he whispered.

I had forgotten about that!

"Yeah."

"OK."

I turned to Flora. "I have a gift for you," I said to the women. I pulled one of the gold coins out of my pocket. I wondered which one to give it to, but Flora was clearly in charge. Flora looked completely shocked. Her mouth hung open as I took her hand, turned it palm up and placed the coin in her hand.

"Oh, Daryl!" Annabelle said. She rushed up to me and hugged me.

"I...I don't know what to say...cept we cain't accept it," Flora said.

Annabelle looked alarmed.

"Please take it. It will make my Christmas even better, if you do."

Flora was clearly torn.

"We got more'n we need," Joe said. "We wanta help."

Rafe and Pa nodded their heads.

"We need it, Flora," Annabelle said.

Flora looked resigned.

"Now for the bad news," Pa said.

Flora frowned. "What's that?"

All three of the men gave more money.

Annabelle clapped her hands in delight. Flora was not delighted.

"We can make more food for them with most of it," Annabelle said.

"We ain't given it in payment," Rafe said. "We's helpin friends. You two have had bad luck and we've had good. The lord almighty would want us to share."

"'Blessed is he who considers the poor; the Lord will deliver him in time of trouble.'" Pa said. I never heard him quote from the Bible before. Pa wasn't very religious.

Flora nodded.

"That is gospel. And we is poorly," Flora said, sighing.

Annabelle looked around the cabin.

"This place isn't large enough for four men," she said.

Annabelle whispered something to Flora. Flora frowned while she listened. Flora whispered back.

"We should get goin," Flora said. She took Annabelle's arm and they turned to the door.

"Happy Christmas," I said.

"The same to all of you," Annabelle said. "And thank you."

The women left.

"I wonder what that at the end was about," I said.

"I heard part of it," Pa said. "Annabelle wanted us to live with them in her family's house as boarders. They would cook and clean for us."

"I like wavin' my pecker in Daryl's face," Joe said.

We laughed at that.

"It's true. It might be a good idea, if we didn't plan to have sex with each other all the time," Pa said.

Rafe nodded.

"We's goin to have a bigger place," Rafe said.

We all nodded.

"I want my son to be able to see my pecker all the time," Pa said. I grinned. "That way he can wrap his sweet lips around it anytime he wants."

Rafe groaned.

"That there is a good idear," Joe said.

"It shore is," Rafe said. "We can keep him horned up."

"Exactly," Pa said.

All three of them took their peckers out.

"That is a good idea!" I said.

They laughed.

 

 

 

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