Date: Fri, 03 Nov 2017 20:32:04 -0400 From: Robbie Robot Subject: PA, GRUB AND ME PART FOUR PA GRUB AND ME PA GRUB AND ME PART FOUR © Van T Z Boi 2017 (The usual disclaimers apply, this remains the property of the author and you do not have permission to download and post this anywhere else without the author's permission. Please remember this is just a story and keep yourself safe. If you enjoyed this then please support nifty and make a donation; without nifty you would not be able to read this and they need your financial support so you can continue to enjoy nifty stories) (HEALTH WARNING: Due to the number of comments from nifty readers you are warned that reading this material may involve the self-indulgent loss of bodily fluid. Please ensure you have a supply of water, vitamins and minerals including vitamin C, calcium, chlorine, citric acid, fructose, lactic acid, magnesium, nitrogen, phosphorus, potassium, sodium, vitamin B12, and zinc to replace that which may be lost whilst reading this further chapter) (Thanks to all who have written; it is nice to be appreciated. I do enjoy reading your comments and observations and suggestions and I always look forward to reading your views on this or any of my stories. Please note the new email address lostinspace1966@protonmail.com. Now please read on. Till the next Time Van T Z Boi) "You woz being done by that big fella, that Red" Grub, "Curly was a'standin 'side me," he turned to look at me, his eyes narrowing accusative, "you took that huge pecker'en' his all the way," I twitched as I recalled the exquisite pain taking that huge ol'e plucker and I was sure I heard admiration of a sort in Grub's tone. "That Curly well, his dick went from flat hanging down to sitting right up straight as Red's huge plunger slid inside you," his eyes widened as he recalled the events and then he blushed a deep crimson red and looking at me sideways he said softly, almost a whisper, "an' my pecker did just about the same," I gently stroked his arm. "S'allright," I replied throatily, my boypussy was trembling, trembling happily as the memory of that big fucker moving about inside my tiny hole drifted across my mind's eyes. "S,s , sorry Huck," he sorta grizzled as he looked at me. "S'okay Grub," I slid my hand down his thick shaft. It too was trembling with similar memories, I could smell the taint of horny teenager in the air, I drank in the scent, a perfect perfume to my addled senses. "I un'nerstand truly I do," I leaned down and kissed the tip off the pink head that peeped seeping out of the satiny loose foreskin. Grub sighed and stroked my head, nice like. "Go on," I urged. "Well Curly's dong was sorta almost sitting up and begging for it," his eyes filmed over with the image, "and then, well he grabbed me hard. I felt his heated dong by my side and he dragged me away into the bushes. I was taken by surprise so much I coul'dna done anyfing to stop him," Grub looked at me and I nodded my forgiveness. He went on, "So there we are in the next patch of grass, the bushes and trees hiding us mostly, although we could see you and," he caught his breath, "you and Red. He was going at you hammer'n'tongs and you were squalling and squeaking." He looked at me accusingly, "like a sow being serviced by a hog." I nodded but did not hang my head in shame, what Grub said was true, I'd enjoyed, no loved being pigstuck by Red's hogger and my pussy twitched excited even more. "So t'next thing I know, Curly's tripped me ont'a the grass, backwards like. I fell like a sack'a potatoes. My breaths flew out as I landed and then he was on top of me, heavy, sitting on my legs an' his hand was around my pecker and then, then," Grub faltered, he went red again, "Huck, I ain't dun nuffin like what we do wif anyone else. You know that don'cha?" I caught his pleading look. I knew what he meant, I mean I'd been doing it with Pa a long, long time now and there were times when he come home stinking of beer and bad whiskey and something else; then I'd taste that something else on his pecker and knew he'd been visiting away from home. First I was annoyed, angry even, mostly jealous I suppose but I knew my Pa and knew what peckers were for and so what. I was the one who'd seduced Grub, he was my boy but I knew that prob'ly there would be others, `specilly when they caught sight of that fat prick o'his.' I stroked it as I thought, a comparing image of Red's long prong flittered once more across my mind's eye, my pussy quivered again. "S'okay Grub," I kissed his dick again, the smell and the taste of his juices was making me hot inside. "I un'nerstand, a man's pecker's got to do what a man's pecker's gotta do." I kissed and then sucked the head inside my mouth, showing him my full forgiveness. He relaxed a bit at that, I knew using the word `man' meaning him prided him. "So he's a'rubbing me and a'squeezing me, like you but not like you," his fat cock swelled as he spoke, "an' then he kissed it and sucked it. Like you but not like you, different," he shot me a look of both pride and apology. I nodded back, squeezing the tip gently. "His mouth was so, soo hot and his tongue," he shivered, a shiver of delight I thought, "an' then, well he knelt up on his knees, slid forwards and without so much as a bye your leave he sat down on me, sat down on my pecker." Grub fell silent but his cock was doing a hell of a lot of talking for him. I could feel it swell and throb and it were nothing to do with me. "His pussy, his man pussy was just so hot and tight," I got another apologetic look as he added, "not tight, tight like you Huck but still," he was off again remembering. I leaned up and kissed him on the lips; it brought him back from that faraway look in his eyes. He kissed me back and I rubbed his dick, the tip was spilling a stream of his juices down over my finger and down his veiny shaft and pooling in that patch of curly hair at the base of his teenager prick. "He started moving up and down and back and forth and round and round. I just lay there!" he sounded surprised at his immobility and I smiled to myself, `he'd been immobile too when I first rode him, that was until he learn't and I was a good teacher,' Grub talked on, "I was trapped by his weight and not sure what to do." I snorted a little at that, I had ridden Grub enough and taught him enough as to what to do when someone else was doing all the work," he looked at me and added softly, "so I found my hands was, sorta automatikally, you know, rubbing and squeezing his slim pecker. Like you taught me too," his tone was a little bit accusing as me. "Well ya gotta do it right, ain't ya," I assured him, my Grub was growing up and I felt pride in him, he was my boy, my creation as it were after all. "I taught you that; didn't I?" Grub nodded his head slowly. "So he was riding me, an' riding me and I was a'rubbing and a'squeezing him and we could still see you, you know, you and Red through the leaves. You was writhing and hollering and he was a'fucking you to kingdom come. Man it was just," he waved his hands weaving in the air." "It was just," I sighed, my boypussy twitching and feeling the need for some sort of fullness I swallowed Grub's teendong all the way down, my lips glistening in the pearly pool at the base. I swallowed and worked my tongue and mouth and lips for a full satisfying minute, Grub just sitting there breathing hard. I lifted my mouth, swallowed my saliva and his juices, "Go on then," I encouraged him. Grub shifted, moving his legs further apart, his heavy balls sinking into the grass. "Huck it was so like and so unlike when we do it. He was tight in all the same places and hot in everyplace and there was somesorta bulge or fixin' inside him. Each time my pecker tip hit that bulge, pushed past it, the feelings, Wow!" he sucked in a long breath, "an' each time I did that he mewled and purred like some pussycat," I got another sideways glance. I ignored it and he carried on. "So we were doing it, or rather Curly was doing it, he was grunting and pushing faster and faster, he was slobbering, his mouth slightly open the dribbles falling down his face and I was a'rubbin an' a'sqeezin, just like we do and then I felt it, his manpussy grabbed me inside, squeezed me, harde'rn you do. I felt myself reacting, my pecker and balls were twitching an' I knew I was about a'cumming and then he squealed, his dick exploded, his stuff shooting all over the place." Absentmindedly he rubbed his torso, pushing his fingers in certain places. "He don't spit it out as hard and as far as mine," I caught the taint of pride as he spoke, "and then he grunted and sat down hard, squeezing my balls to the point of pain," his tone was annoyed and then I got another apologetic look. "Huck I was so nearly there, so ready, you, you don't' do that, stop in the middle as it were. I looked at him, just slumped on my pecker, my pecker demandin' and wantin' and my balls achin' and a'painin." He bit his lip and looked at me, "I just grabbed him by the hips, he sort'a looked at me, dreamylike and I squeezed his body and jerked him up and down. He started moanin' and complaining but I needed to finish," his tone was crowing now, "I jerked him, had to slap his hand's away `cos he tried to stop me but I was a'ramming him down on my pecker and pushin' up. He was sort'a soft inside now but as my pecker hid that squidgy bit, his eyes ballooned and he moaned different like. I just rammed away but then," he stopped and a watched his cock pulse and swell excitedly. The tip was almost foaming with his sticky juice. "an' then he, Curly grabbed my hands and made me go even faster. I looked at him, his eyes were glazing over, y'know like your'n do. I jerked him even harder; it felt good `cos he was getting tight round my pecker now, he was also working his hips, movin' `em round a'like you do. He started panting and growling," Grub paused and added with a tone of discovery in his voice, "I did the same, we woz like animals," he fell silent for a moment, his prick drooling his precum down the shaft and my fingers as I slowly, oh so slowly, rubbed the loose skin up and down. "Huck, it felt so good. I even forgot about you, just for that moment like, although Curly was watching you an's Red still. Curly's pecker swelled hard and stiff again, so I took my hand of his waist to rub it. It was so hot and hard. I was close now, real close, the tingle in my balls and in my pecker was a'itching to shoot, Curly did sommat' like you do, y'know move them inside muscles. It was real tight, like a vice griping me an' letting me go, a'squeezing and a'grabbing. I just let go my stuff shooting hard and heavy, my pecker rocketing and bucketing and my ball hard up against my pecker as though helping shove the stuff up and out," he sighed and his cock pulsed heavily. "Huck it felt real good, a bit a'like when we do it but not, not..." he stopped. "Loving?" I posed and a warm look came into his eyes, the Grub I loved was smiling at me with the joy I knew. "That's right, that's it," he was excited, "it was doin' it for fun not like when we do it, special like," he fell silent and I reached up to kiss him. "Was that it then?" I stroked his cheek and he turned crimson red again. "Nah," he said embarrassment pouring out of him, "Curly was still in heat, he was a'bouncing on my pecker faster and faster, he was still a'squeezing me inside, it hurt, my pecker tip was aching soo bad but it felt good at the same time," he shook his head in puzzlement, "Curly was a'riding me fast, so fast, next thing is he squealed, his pussy squeezed me, painful tight, worse than a kick in the balls. I was crying wif the pain of it and then his pecker jerked and twitched an' his stuff oozed out of the tip. Thin and watery, not the thick stuff like I make, just watery, it sort'a drooled out and down his pecker an' he slumped down like before. He was so heavy then Huck, yo're never heavy," he stroked my back as I nibbled at his sweet stuff. "The problem was I was so hot'n ready agin. My pecker was a'crying out for pussy and my balls were wanting to let loose, let loose so strong. He was just a'sittin there, drooling, his mouth hanging open, his cock slumping and I was pinned 'neath him," he panted heavily and his arm was strong around my neck. I could feel the strength of his state of mind in that muscle tone. "I wanted, wanted to fuck but he was just a'sittin there watching you and that Red, his big ole dick plunging in an' out an' back and forth, well I tole m'self, `enough is enough,' an' I pushed him off me with my hands and bucked upwards wif my back." Grub chuckled, his laugh ringing loud, "You shou'd'a seen him Huck. He, Curly went up in the air, clearing my pecker an' he landed, `Splat!' right on his back, the wind was clear knocked out of him and the look on his face. He forgot all `bout y'n that Red fella right enough." Grub's chest swelled with pride. "I was up on my knees quiker'n lightning. I threw m'self down on him, pinning his arms to his side. He just looked at me flummoxed, his chest still panting, then I grabbed my pecker and shoved it in him. He grunted and squealed but he was so wet from that first spunking my ole John Thomas slid in quick as a knife." Grub stopped and breathed heavy, his cock spilled more juice and I stroked it around the fat teen prong. "His eyes ballooned, crazy wide and the look in them. I just grunted and began fucking him. He was so loose at first, then as my pecker caught that swellin' inside'o him, well it all changed. The look in his eyes was still wild but it was well, yo're sota wild, y'know when we have a good'un. His pussy a'started to cling and clutch at me, his hand went round my back and he grabbed my ass cheeks, pulling me even further'n inside him. I grabbed him the same way, we was a'rockin an' a'rollin' fit to bust. My pecker was a'being so squeezed and rubbed, man he knows how to work his pussy. He leaned up, catched my mouth with his'n an' we were locked at both ends. His tongue was slicking my mouth and teeth, his pussy was a'grabbin' me and his pecker was agin sticking up. I could'a hardly breathe with the `citement." Grub stopped and groaned as I kissed and sucked his dick, slurping the excess juices, swallowing the sweet salty mixture. I could tell he was close just from telling his tale. "Hammer'n tongs, hammer'n tongs, we went at it. I pounded him, hard as ever I pounded you. He wern't ever so tight as you but he had muscles that grabbed me." Grub paused as he reflected and sought the words. "It was like, well almost like a hand working me, y'know when you first a'did it wif me, but tighter and harder. I just had' keep on plucking away at his pussy hand, gutting his hole wif my cock knife. So hot, so hot. I was close, close to drowning his pussy, so I slid a hand a'tween us and grabbed his pecker, it was harder'n steel yet soft to tough and man it was hot. I rubbed it hard and quick, squeezing the life out'a it. Curly sucked my tongue into his mouth, we woz grinding agin each other an' then, then, well his pecker went first, the cum wetting into my fingers as I rubbed him through it, at'ta same time my pecker exploded, it wore so tight and squeezing inside him, real good and heavy. I spunked well, real well inside his hot hole an' it was so good." He stopped and in a low voice added, "I plumb forgot `bout you," his tone was full of abject apology. "S'okay Grub," I nibbled at his ear, "I was busy too y'know." "Uh-huh," he grunted, "I could'a see, they was all at ya; me `n Curly watched through the bushes but I could'n't move a muscle. His pussy was still a'grabbing me, slow like but," he shook his head wonderingly, "I just did not want to move at all, don't un'nerstand it?" "I know too," I consoled him, apologising for the mental images of Red's fat mandick pounding me and then the others ganging up and around me, banging me at both ends, one after another, my boypussy squirming and aching with the memory of the pounding it had taken. "Curly then looked at me, pulled my face away from the bushes and kissed me. Slow, really slow and lingering, sent chills, happy chills down to my pecker." He blushed and looked away, "Sorry Huck but it felt so good, diff'rent in ways to you and I, a diff'rent sort'a good. Is it right to feel like that, only." He stopped lost again. I knew my boy and I knew peckers, they got a mind and direction of their own, just as my boy pussy has. "Grub, its fine, so you got yo're first taste o'man pussy," I snuggled up against him and tenderly stroked his prick, "you still got your boypussy, anytime and anyway you want it." I kissed him softly on the mouth, just lips no tongue. "An' if you want, you can fuck Curly or anyone else you fancy." I gave him permission to explore his needs now that he had been shown the door to a different heaven. I knew my boy, I knew he was mine and would always be; that I was sure of. He sighed and squeezed me. "Curly, well he then said I was a good ride," Grub reddened, "and then he asked me how old I was. So I told him I was fourteen by ma's reck'nin'. `Fourteen!' he squawked, his eyes boggling an' it looked like he was a'goin' to choke. `Fuck me,' he says, `Fourteen,' and I said, `well I just dun that'." Grub grinned as he spoke and I chuckled with him. "Then, his eyes sorta cleared an' he went stiff, stiff in a diff'rent way. Next thing he was a'pushing me off him, his pussy went all soft and squidgy an' I slid right outa him. He was a'reaching for his clothes an' muttering `Fourteen, Fourteen fucked by a fourteen year old' and then he looked at me an' he stared at my pecker. There was a hungry look in his eyes but I don't think it was food it was after." I smiled, I knew it was a different grub he wanted, my Grub with his big fat teendick. Grub shook his head and sighed," Y'know the rest, he shoved me back to where you were and a'started hollerin' at the cowboys to finish off an' get a'back to t'Lazy Q ranch." We fell silent, Grub still remembering and me twitching as my pussy recalled the gangbang it had been subjected too. A rush of heated need swung through me and I felt the urgent need to placate the need, I felt all hot and bothered but my head swam with the sensations. I recalled that Curly had looked back just before the gang rode off, I had thought he was looking back at me, I caught the lusty look in his eyes, now I knew it had been Grub he was looking back at, I felt that Curly would make another play for my Grub's cock. Jealousy and pride mixed up together in my head. I shook my head, hoping to clear my mind. Grub's dick pulsed in my hand, in my desperate straits I had squeezed him hard. The sensation and his sharp cry of pain brought a sense of order back to my wild roaming mind. "Let's do something about this," I giggled and sucked his cock deep, in moments I was sure he'd forgotten all about Curly as I sucked and slicked his pecker until it gave up what was left of the teen cream in his balls, I too managed to put my gangbang memories to one side. We walked back naked until we came to his place, Pa Dunker was not too happy Grub was so late but I said I'd tripped in the stream and Grub had saved me but I was in a state so he had to stay with me. He went easy on Grub `specially as I helped him with his chores an' of course Ma Dunker laid out a good supper. Normally I walk home on my own; I mean what's out there to hurt me but, well that's when I started to react once more to what had happened in the woods. I was helping Grub wash up, Ma Dunker had put Grub's brothers to bed and was sorting out some piles of washed clothes on the kitchen table when I commenced to shaking. I didn't see or feel it myself but Grub did and Ma Dunker was right there. "Grub son you'd better take him home to his daddy," Ma Dunker said as she soothed my head with a cold cloth, "an' I think you orta stay there in case his paw needs to send for the doctor. S'not right a man and a child living alone like he do," she tut-tutted and then made some milky hot chocolate which I happily gulped down and it did make me feel better too. "here take'n some more of the chocolate in this billy for when you get him home," she poured the rest into a clean billycan and with me on one hand and the billy in the other Grub walked me home. As we reached my shack I was already starting to twitch and tremble. The door was open and I could feel the heat through the gap. Pa was standing over the stove shoving wood inside. The house stank of warm whisky and sexaged man sweat, it was clear there was no food ready. Pa must have ridden to town and bought himself the only food he wanted, sour mash. I was real happy that Ma Dunker had fed me up right. Grub helped me in, I was still trembling and he was worried. Pa looked round as I stumbled inside our shack. "Whassa matter wi' him?" Pa grumbled but he did check me out. I sat at the table and drank the hot chocolate and felt good for a while. It was when I was getting into the bed I shared with Pa that the shaking started again and I began muttering. I mean I felt okay, a bit woozy and chocolately after the chocolate but I didn't know `bout how things affect your mind. "Fuck me," I muttered and Pa was taken aback, he didn't want people to know he was doing his own boy and he tried to shush me but I grabbed him between the legs, "Fuck me Pa, fuck me good like Red did," I cried and Pa went red in the face. "What in tarnation has happened to him and who's this Red fellow?" Pa turned on Grub who stupidly had a knowing look in his eye. I don't recall much `bout the next few minutes but I learned after that Grub spilled the beans, not only `bout the Lazy Q guys but also `bout me `n him. By this time I was naked on the bed and my boy pecker was hard and pulsing and I kept putting my fingers in my pussy and was crying out for Red to come and fuck me. Grub tole me that Pa asked for full details about Red and what it was that Red had done. "I ex'plained about Curly and his gang an' in doing so I tole your Pa what we had been doing when Curly stepped on us," he gave me the details of what happened that night. "Yo're Pa stopped me an' questioned me `bout what you an' me got up to. I was worried `bout you and he was clear worried too so I told him, I tole him all `bout us, since the fisrt time at the waterhole." His eyes looked at me anxious but I shushed him, my memories of what had happened that night were becoming clearer as Grub spoke up. "He was sorta annoyed and yet proud," Grub said puzzled, he still had a lot to learn about men and their peckers and their needs. I would help him with that. "So then I ex'plained 'bout Curly, him being the first and then the others and finally what Red with that big huge log of his did," he hung his head and added, "I also tole him how you took it, how you squealed like a stuck pig and the look in yo're eyes. Huck you were glassed over and yet seemed t'know what you was a'doing." I sat back against the tree in the schoolyard where we were sitting at lunchtime the next day. The other kids were running about, same as usual only I was not same as usual, not that day, not for sometime; sometimes, not even now when I lie in my bed and the shaking and tremblings start again. I recalled my own memories of what happened. "Fuck it was the big tallywhacker that's done this to him," Pa said and he looked at Grub after he had spilled the beans, "Well son if you have feelings for my boy and I can tell by your face that your concern is more than neighbourly, then it's up to us to help him over this." "Sure Mr Harker," Grub replied, "anything for Huck, he's more than my best friend truly. What do I have to do?" "It's what we have to do," Pa said grimly, "I ain't nowhere near big enough to replace this Red fellow and what Huck needs is cock, big cock." "I'm big too," admitted Grub. "I don't know iffen you'll be big enough," grunted Pa, "okay let's see what you been giving my boy." Grub duly dropped his dungarees and Pa nodded his head as he saw Grub's family jewels, "You know boy, this just might work," he grinned as he hefted Grub's long pecker and rubbed it hard. I watched as Grub got his second touch of a man's hand on his fat pecker, this time he was in hands of an expert and I saw from a distance as his eyes glazed over and his knees trembled as Pa knelt down and swallowed him whole first time. Grub moaned and grabbed at Pa's head to stop himself from falling over. "That's some sweet juice ya got there boy," Pa, "an' I agree a goodly size. No wonder'n my boy Huck took a liking to you. You gonna make a lot of people happy with a tallywhacker that size." Grub just moaned some more. I was still lying there, watching Pa and Grub, my hands between my legs and trying to fist fuck myself. Pa sucked and drooled all over Grub's huge teenager cock, I supposed he was getting it good and hard and wet for my heated pussy. I also reckoned he was enjoying the pecker for what is was and if circumstances had been different then Pa would have shown Grub some hot loving. I know too if I had been in my right mind I would have flown at him and beaten him with my fists for touching my Grub; he was my boy not his but at that moment, Red's cock was mostly what was in my mind and not in my pussy. I did moan louder, Pa and Grub looking round to where I lay on the bed. "What do I do?" Grub was plainly tearful now with worry and concern as he watched me writhe uncontrollably on the bed, all ideas of what Pa was doing knocked out of his head. "Get on the bed on your back," Pa told him. Grub lay down beside me and I immediately grabbed his cock and began to rub it and tried to climb on him, trying to get him inside my pussy. As this was happening Pa was dropping his own clothes on the floor, now he helped me to mount Grub and I started to bounce up and down as usual when Pa climbed onto the bed and took his position between Grub's open legs. "Pull him down on you," Pa instructed, Grub tugged me down and I closed my mouth on his and began sucking hard at his tongue as I rotated my hips, making his cock hit me where I needed it. "Hold him there son and keep him still if you can or else we might hurt or tear him," Pa instructed. I lay there with Grub's cock inside me I was happy but I still lusted and wanted Red's huge cock and I mewled for him, "Fuck me Red, please fuck me with your big ole pecker," I cried out over and over but then I felt the familiar touch of Pa's thick cockhead at my back. "Careful now young Dunker `cos we don't want to split him open," I heard my Pa say and then I felt my pussy lips being pushed open wide, wide open, split open like when Red did me. "Red," I screamed. End of Part Four. To be continued...????????????????????? (Huck is in such a state, could this be the end of him now. Has Huck's luck run out or do you think he will ...????? Well then if you do want more and really want me to continue this story then you have to write and tell me or this could really be the end. Don't forget if you like this then I have plenty more stories to whet your appetite, just look me up on nifty's prolific authors listing ( https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authorslist.html scroll down to V for Van T Z Boi ) . Please also remember to make a different deposit in nifty's coffers for without them you would not be able to enjoy this and further chapters. 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