{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\fnil\fcharset0 Times New Roman;}{\f1\fswiss\fcharset0 Arial;}} {\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1503;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc\kerning28\f0\fs36 August Moone Sagas\par Book 5\par Absolution\par Chapter 24\par The Forever Unique\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\fs28\par The Eye of God\par \tab The hawk caught a draft and swirled up higher and higher. It was all alone, as was Forrest Finch. The temperature (which was hot--damn hot) no longer bothered him. He had a slight headache and a lot of confusion. The headache was probably brought ON by the confusion.\par \tab Cloud Dancing.\par \tab Had it been merely the peyote? The stench of the pipe and the brackishness of the peyote tea? Something else? He didn\rquote t know, he almost didn\rquote t want to know.\par \tab But there had been too many strange goings on--too numerous to count (or mention.) Lots of news stories roamed his mind; not just the sexual deviancy throughout the land, not just the green tornado phenomenon. Something new had been discovered, in the skies--more to the point, out in space.\par \tab A hole.\par \tab A black hole. Sort of. It was a conglomerate of space matter spiraling slowly in the area of the planet Jupiter. How long had it been there was not known. Had it been there \ldblquote forever\rdblquote and just missed/overlooked? Unknown. Was it growing, shrinking? Not known. All that was known was that it was there. Scientists the world over were confounded and astounded and had sent numerous \ldblquote probes\rdblquote to investigate.\par \tab Some scientists blamed the spacey phenomenon for Earth\rquote s problems--the mysterious tornadoes and the rash of perversions coveting the globe. They claimed the spacey phenomenon was like the Moon bringing out the weirdos who claimed shape shifting abilities and the like.\par \tab Catkins. Another world within a world.\par \tab Bullshit. Pure-de-bullshit.\par \tab Or was it?\par \tab Sure it was? Wasn\rquote t it?\page\tab There were all those unaccountable \ldblquote disappearances\rdblquote , whole bodies of peoples--and places; objects, too. Ghosts and phantoms, unexplained happenings and sightings. Strange phenomena that just couldn\rquote t be explained--by logic or science or even common sense.\par \tab Was it all due to some out-of-worldly happening?\par \tab Was there any truth to \ldblquote aliens\rdblquote ; misconstrued thru history as cat people? There had been the \ldblquote Ancients\rdblquote , too, Cloud Dancing had spoke of. The Ancients had been in place first, whether or not they had been borne on the planet (Earth) or came from another wasn\rquote t clear. It was just that they had been in place first before the arrival of the catkins.\par \tab The history of the Ancients was unknown. Had they been the catalyst for future human development? History of the Known Kind told of nothing about the Ancients. Had there been a parallel universe installed therefore they were NOT apart of the Human Development/Culture?\par \tab Had there been a \ldblquote conflict\rdblquote or altercation when the catkins came and disturbed the Ancients?\par \tab Too much for Forrest. He didn\rquote t know--he didn\rquote t WANT to know. He didn\rquote t care! He only really wished to be left alone, to mind his own business. His desire of the Flesh was one thing, one pesky thing that was a part of him and he guessed would always be so--until that damn implant (Exp 0110) was removed. But that wasn\rquote t likely as it had been a part of him for so long, removal would mean almost certain death.\par \tab And he found that he really did not have a desire to seek revenge against the bastards who implanted the implant in the first place. He wanted to meet them, sure--only to get the full story of WHY they had done so. He figured as much it was a government thing--which only pissed him off. They had interfered with his life. Changed it. How would he have been should they have NOT interfered? \par \tab Probably dead. He had been in a terrible \ldblquote accident\rdblquote and near death, but the government scientists saved him and did their thing. \par \tab Dead. He would have been dead--died at the scene of the accident.\par \tab Of course, it was a STAGED accident\'85\par \par \tab The hawk was out of sight. If he could have only used his implant Exp. 0110 for good and not for evil sexual deviancy. He had always thought himself a good person, just having the same sexual deviant thoughts and desires and fantasies as everybody else. With the implant--with the implant he was able to \ldblquote act\rdblquote on those desires and fantasies. He could instill his will on others against their will.\page\tab Remorse.\par \tab There was regret in his actions. Past, present, and future. He had, did, and would--enact the sexual desires he desired most. For while, when with Seth, he had somehow been able to put the Exp. 0110 to rest. The narliness they had incurred had been by virtual brute force.\par \tab With the military-style Power Wagon in super granny low, the old geezer he had bought it off of in an impulse buy DID climb the steep incline like a goat! Up over rocks and small boulders, crossing small \ldblquote canyons\rdblquote and loose ground clear to the top of a small mesa.\par \tab The going up was okay, Forrest regretted the having to go down--that was going to be a bitch. But at the top and out of the vehicle, he found that it was markedly cooler. \rquote course, he was up some 2,000 feet from the desert floor. A few lone misplaced pines were about, mostly just hard packed earth, rocks and boulders and several hundred feet of flatness.\par \tab Nothing stirred. Not a blessed thing. Not even a breeze! \rquote canyons so deep you have to look twice to see the bottom\rquote echoed in his mind. Stretching out in three directions were rolling hills, canyons running in among them. A desolate area if ever there was one. It had once been a thriving culture of the long gone Itchee Indians. What HAD happened to them? According the Cloud Dancing, they had \ldblquote gone to the other side.\rdblquote slipping off to the parallel universe--one of many.\par \tab From what Forrest had gathered--the Itchees were alone in the area, no other Indian group existed. So a civil war with another tribe was out, indicating that the Itchees had been wiped out by others.\par \tab They could have died from some White Man\rquote s disease.\par \tab How big their tribe was to begin with was unknown, there may not have been very many at all and they just--died out!\par \tab Doorways.\par \tab Cloud Dancing spoke of mysterious \ldblquote doorways\rdblquote . Some were in the form of what was called sipi hole, a manner in which the Anasazi of Arizona fame had \ldblquote disappeared\rdblquote without a trace--traveling to the \ldblquote other side.\rdblquote\par \tab The top of the mesa was somewhat egg-shaped. And very flat with a few sparse clumps of vegetation sprouting about the few boulders from where the army truck had come up the \ldblquote goat path.\rdblquote\par \tab The ground was not all hard packed, some areas were deep sandy soil. Walking out to an edge, Forrest\rquote s breath was taken as it was sudden sheer drop off some dizzying thousand feet or so. All along that side an edging of crags--unforgiving and well weathered.\page\tab A sipapu. That in which the Anasazi emerged into the world (as we know it) and left again. Was it bunk? Bullshit? Some truth to the matter? Had the phenomenon in space by Jupiter been there all the time? If so, why now just appearing for Earth scientists to see? A reason to panic, the \ldblquote end of times\rdblquote surely at hand?\par \tab Would it effect the Earth as he knew it, or ALL the parallels?\par \tab Hmmmm\'85\par \tab He wondered casually if the catkin creatures in the other parallels were friendly? They were supposed to be of a religious sort--but, then again, he had known religious sorts who had nothing but murder on their intentions--the great crusades of ancient times, the inquisitions, the early frontier missionaries who tried to change the various American Indians they encountered on their quest to the west\'85\par \tab Did Cloud Dancing know of these \ldblquote doors\rdblquote ? he claimed not, but Forrest knew that was bullshit. The Indian knew. Had what had happened (to Forrest) happened? He still tried to fathom it, had it happened or was it just some sort of peyote induced bullshit vision?\par \tab Whipping out his dick he pissed off the edge of the cliff. The sudden screech of the red tailed hawk startled him in the dead silence of the mesa, nearly sending him cart wheeling off the edge. He managed to catch himself and step away back towards his \ldblquote new ride.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Sorry.\rdblquote Forrest offered to the circling bird, \ldblquote Didn\rquote t mean to piss on your nature.\rdblquote he returned to the truck and the bird unloaded a long mess of white bird shit mess onto the windshield\'85\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc *\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par \tab Austin.\par \tab The boy had surely gotten more than he bargained for in bargaining with the likes of a one Forrest Finch, who had a brain implant that allowed him marvelous manipulations of the narly kind. It hadn\rquote t been all bad, the boy DID desire to shag his friends; Heather\rquote s mom, Katey and Amanda, and the twins, Justin/Shane (9yrs ea.) family friend tagalongs\par \tab After screwing Heather\rquote s mom, Janice, pantsing Katey and Amanda and humping the beejesus out of both girls, spilling his seed onto them, grinding his willy all over them, poking their assholes, kissing on their little nipples--he stripped Justin and Shane naked and had a tryst with them, too. Mostly he did those things on his own will--mostly. He had to have a little encouragement as the boy actually had some morals!\page\tab Though he didn\rquote t really wish to admit it--Austin enjoyed shagging Justin and Shane. He tried holding off acknowledging his desire for them, but in the end--he was quite elated with having them naked and sucking on their young willburs. The taste of their puds was wondrous to Austin, he partook of them fully and wholly and when they were stiff enough--he helped them sodomize one another as well as himself.\par \tab And speaking of sodomy\'85\par \tab There came to be the time whereas the whole group finally became \ldblquote aware\rdblquote of the narly business at hand and first up--was Brock and his hole hungry cock--stuffing Austin\rquote s backdoor before any other (that he knew of.) Everyone watched. Austin put on a good show of resistance--Brock resisted but it wasn\rquote t for show.\par \tab After creaming Austin\rquote s anus, Heather licked the boy\rquote s hole clean while jacking him during a \ldblquote reach around\rdblquote . Alice used her own panties to clean off Brock\rquote s dirty dong--and then she sucked him back to full retched hardness.\par \tab Brock then stuffed Alice\rquote s backdoor--didn\rquote t cum but fucked her dirt chute for a full five minutes! He then go the task of pumping into Heather\rquote s backdoor. He had never done so before, just in her snatch.\par \tab Again he pumped for a full five minutes while everyone in attendance watched--and was greatly horrified. Brock wasn\rquote t too horrified, just confused. He finally creamed the hole and Alice licked it clean while Heather\rquote s mom got the task of cock service.\par \tab Austin, meanwhile, was forced into depravity with (once more) shagging on Katey and Amanda. He was still somewhat reluctant but humped crazily on the girls and entered the both of them. He continued to put on a show of resistance but it was well known that there was no resistance to Mind Control.\par \tab After raping Katey and Amanda, and while Brock was stuffing Janice\rquote s pussy, Austin slurped on Justin and Shane, then, while the boys were on their hands and knees--he fucked them both (and toyed with their schlongs while doing so).\par \tab He got to nail Alice while Brock stuffed himself into Janice.\par \tab Austin was ready to squirt his load but was directed to \ldblquote give it to Janice.\rdblquote semi reluctantly Austin pulled himself out of Alice and went to Janice who was on her hands and knees. He jerked off a moment or two, and then Janice finished the job--getting a face full of cum for her efforts.\page\tab Later on, Brock pumped into Heather\rquote s poon while Austin stuffed her from behind. Alice got the same treatment. Brock pumped into Justin while Alice sucked on the young boy\rquote s flapping balls. Shane sat on Janice\rquote s face, his balls in her mouth while Austin fucked her.\par \tab It was quite a sight.\par \tab Forrest got his in, too; stuffing Austin right off before fulfilling his need (and desire) with Alice, Heather, Katey, Shane, Justin\'85\par \tab When done, to say that he was exhausted would be an understatement. Austin was well worn out, too. He thoroughly maintained that banging Alice was the best, but sinking his pud into Janice and the boys was pretty cool, too. Forrest agreed.\par \tab\ldblquote Will-will I see you around, again, sometime?\rdblquote Austin nervously asked as the group found that they were no longer under mind control and were free to scream and ran rampant thru the woods.\par \tab\lquote Perhaps.\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote I-I\rquote d like to.\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Then you shall.\rquote and with that, Forrest and his cum dripping aching cock disappeared into the heat of the day.\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc **\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par Moreso Infacto\par \tab The return trip down the goat-path wasn\rquote t as perilous as he had thought--save for all that sliding--sideways. And most of that was with the engine off as the all the oil in the oil pan sloshed forward exposing the oil pick up.\par \tab It was time to head for home. He\rquote d already made arrangements with the boys (Jake & Skyler) to fetch his other ride parked at the old geezer\rquote s house where he\rquote d made the impulse buy of the Power Wagon. He still didn\rquote t know why he did it--he usually WASN\rquote T an impulse buying type of guy.\par \tab Cloud Dancing still filled his mind. He had added one more interesting tidbit--Destiny.\par \tab\ldblquote Destiny,\rdblquote he had said in mentioning, \ldblquote it is your destiny, beyond the confines of THIS world, awaits your true Destiny in the other.\rdblquote\par \tab Bunk. Bullflop. Ridiculous.\par \tab Really?\page\tab The trick was, though, finding those doors--those doors that led into the other world. The only doors Cloud Dancing knew of--or would speak of were the sipapus. But Forrest thought and Cloud Dancing concurred, there were other \ldblquote doors.\rdblquote Where, though, remained to be seen--er, or found.\par \par \tab He tried putting the incident to rest and out of his mind.\par \tab Didn\rquote t work but it was a good effort.\par \tab He needed a beer.\par \tab A beer and a pizza. Then he\rquote d go home, er, to Breezy, ball the shit out of her, maybe one or two of the kids, then sleep for awhile. A long while. Maybe he\rquote d dream. He felt as if though he\rquote d been dreaming for a while--a long while. Maybe it was ALL a dream, maybe--he was back to conflicting himself; maybe he was STILL in some government hospital--just after the crash! Or he was some operative for the US Gov. He had a concussion, he was somewhere else in a forgotten room of a low budget hospital. Maybe--maybe he wasn\rquote t even real in the first place?\par \tab Regardless--a beer and pizza would be good either way.\par \par Dirty Thoughts and Beer\par \tab The beer was good, the pizza better. After a second mug of frothy golden delight he shot a game of pool with some others, flirted with a young lady and nearly balled her right then and there on the pool table. Later on that day he wondered why he hadn\rquote t utilized his ever present implant, Exp. 0110? He could have gotten the gal to lift her blouse and show her tits. He could have gotten her to accompany him out to his rig where\rquote d they get naked and naughty.\par \tab He wondered if it was morals? A moral fiber that suppressed the implant\rquote s doctrine that was depravity? Was that the government\rquote s intention, to see how far a subject\rquote s mind would deprave if given the opportunity to do so?\par \tab It was one of the reasons he wished to find the sons-a-bitches who put the implant into his noggin--WHY? What was the reason for it, what was its primary purpose? \par \tab He wanted those answers, badly. Then he\rquote d be satisfied--then he\rquote d kill them. Seemed only fair, they had systematically ruined his life, he\rquote d end theirs. \page\tab But he didn\rquote t know where to start. Or if he really should. His clearest recollection was \ldblquote just after basic training.\rdblquote he wasn\rquote t sure if he had made it to secondary training--commonly known as Advanced Individual Training (AIT). It was kind of a blur. His basic training had been in Ft. Jackson, South Carolina. \par \tab It was a good starting place. Sort of. But then what?\par \tab Search the hospitals? No, if it was a government job he would have been taken to a governmental installation. Of course, that could have been anywhere, including the base he had just come from. He figured not, it would have been some remote location.\par \tab Then of course, there was the implant. When it was functioning well it functioned well. He could waltz into the Pentagon and find some answers. Might take awhile\'85\par \tab He brooded. He drank a third mug and brooded.\par \par Back to Normal\par \tab At length it was time for a nice long piss, a fart, and then a lingering look outside where something of a storm seemed to be brewing. His Narly Senses kicked in; Forrest made the assumption that the implant Exp. 0110 was to blame--or the cause. Heightened awareness of something in need of paying attention to. Just how exactly it worked was part of the idiosyncrasies Forrest didn\rquote t know. He just knew that he \ldblquote paid attention\rdblquote to them.\par \tab Strangely, it was nothing nearby, nothing close. He stood out, the temperature had noticeably dropped, there was a breeze and clouds forming high above. Firing up the old desert goat truck he moved slowly following a direction deemed by his implant.\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc *\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par Wherefore there art thou?\par \tab Although there were plenty of \ldblquote prospects\rdblquote in town, his extraordinary senses took him out of town. Actually, took him back out the way he had just hours earlier returned from! He wasn\rquote t amused. Curious, but not amused. He wished not to have any more dealings with the peyote smoking Cloud Dancing!\par \tab But as he drew nearer and nearer to the dirt road turn-off, he feared another encounter was just around the corner. Storm clouds, though, threatened the area. \page\tab Forrest tried (in vain) to empty his mind of the day\rquote s events. He didn\rquote t care for it, not at all--the encounter with the afore mentioned Navajo. The whole parallel universe thing and Itchee Indians, cat people from another planet, Ancient Creatures no one ever heard of (or dug up in some remote archeological dig).\par \tab Was it bunk or something in the peyote?\par \tab Maybe a little of both.\par \tab He turned onto the dirt road from the highway and tooled down between the desert hills. His Narly Implanted Cranial Extraordinary Senses (NICE) kicking into high gear. Clouds were darkening, the air was chilling and smelled fresh. Rain and a possible rainSTORM was imminent. Not a good thing to be on the desert floor during such activity.\par \tab He wished he had his other ride, the modern day SUV, the old Power Wagon was built for roughing the desert, doing its impersonation of a goat; not designed for comfort.\par \tab It was near five in the afternoon and he had to use the truck\rquote s lights to see. Rain had begun to splatter on the windshield. And the wipers didn\rquote t work. Nice. He temporarily put off paying attention to his NICE and flew across the desert climbing up the small hill he had been to before; where he had encountered Cloud Dancing.\par \tab With the spotlight he shined it towards where he thought he had been.\par \tab There was no sign of any cave.\par \tab Of course, the cave had been a little hard to find in the first place.\par \tab Forrest honked the horn.\par \tab It killed the engine and lights\'85\par \par \tab The wind really began to kick in and the rain to fall. With no good sense about him at all, he gathered a flashlight and a stout walking stick and made his way semi perilously down into the gully where he was almost positively certain for sure that Cloud Dancing had had his cave.\par \tab There was no cave.\par \tab Lots of rocks, boulders, brush, beer cans, shotgun casings\'85\par \tab A rain cloud suddenly opened up high overhead and drenched him.\par \tab\ldblquote Fuck it!\rdblquote he said aloud and began making his way back to the truck.\par \tab He heard a sneeze.\tab\par \tab Not an animal--but a human.\par \tab Not a good time to be out and about unarmed. His Glock was under the seat in his SUV back at Breezy\rquote s. He clutched the walking stick and flashlight.\page\tab\ldblquote Who\rquote s out there?\rdblquote he said in a demanding voice.\par \tab The rain pelted him and it was damn cold. He knew, he just knew that he was going to get the friggin\rquote pneumonia--blazing scalding hot one minute and then freezing fucking cold the next.\par \tab The Sneezer sneezed again followed by a cough-sputter.\par \tab Forrest traipsed around some brush and boulders, slipped and fell on his ass. His thigh that had been ripped not so long ago once more made it clear that it was still sore.\par \tab Scrambling to recover himself his light fell upon a childish face in the brush. He was curled up under a ledge overhang. Austin Lemore.\par \par \tab\ldblquote What the hell are you doing out here?\rdblquote the question had been asked twice, with no response either time. Forrest collected the boy, who offered no resistance whatsoever, and brought him up to the truck. He was clothed. He was drenched in rain water and shaking. Thankfully the truck fired back to life and Forrest prayed that at least the heater would work.\par \tab It did. The engine continued running and Forrest stripped the boy\rquote s clothes off. Austin offered no resistance. Did he (Austin) realize who Forrest was? Forrest wasn\rquote t going to clue him in, not yet anyways. With an old (really old) military blanket stashed behind the seat, Forrest dried off the nude boy. Then shucked his own wet clothes and dried himself.\par \tab\ldblquote Got a name?\rdblquote Forrest asked. He knew there were a couple of ways of dealing with the boy, he\rquote d tried the normal simple way first.\par \tab\ldblquote Aus-Austin.\rdblquote he replied on trembling lips.\par \tab\ldblquote Forrest.\rdblquote then, \ldblquote And if you say \ldblquote GUMP\rdblquote I\rquote ll slap you!\rdblquote\par \tab He got a smile out of the nude boy, which was what he was going for.\par \tab More drying off with the old wool blanket, he then brought the boy to him (with no sexual purposes intended) for body warmth. He cracked a wing window to allow some air and keep the windows from fogging completely up.\par \tab\ldblquote May I ask what the hell yer doing way the hell out here?\rdblquote\par \tab Austin clammed up.\par \tab Of course, there were \ldblquote other\rdblquote ways in finding out stuff.\par \par Freaking Out and Other Sins\par \tab Austin\rquote s father and step-mother were totally freaked the fuck out when the news of what had happened to him (and others) reached them. Heather\rquote s mom was a basket case, Brock had clammed up tight and Alice seemed to went off into space\'85\page\tab It seemed as though as if Austin\rquote s father and step-mother tried to push blame onto him, \rquote why didn\rquote t you fight back, or run off, or not comply\rquote etc. etc. It was the sentiment among all the adults to their children and those who had been with them.\par \tab Regardless of the fact that it was well known about perverts using the latest in Mind Control, those NOT effected always thought those who HAD been affected could do something about it.\par \tab In the space of just a few hours Austin had had enough.\par \tab His dad didn\rquote t know what to do with him. His step-mom was being herself, a bitch. The other kids he had been with were off into their own little worlds, although Alice actually seemed to have taken it better than she let on. The cops, state police, a Fed officer in charge of investigating various mind controlling sex crimes and replacement rangers all had descended upon them.\par \tab Questions-questions-questions.\par \tab Accusations-accusations-accusations.\par \tab When the storm seemed apparent and there was a lull in the questioning--Austin struck off (on his own.) He would have preferred it if Alice would have accompanied him--willingly or otherwise. He wanted to bone that \rquote ho as many times as possible.\par \tab\lquote And the other girls, Amanda, Katey, Heather, Heather\rquote s mom?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, them \rquote ho\rquote s, too!\rdblquote he answered, not even aware that Forrest\rquote s voice and THE Voice sounded awfully familiar. It gave way for Forrest to interact with the young man.\par \tab\lquote You liked porking Brock, huh? And those two little boys?\rquote\par \tab Austin suddenly had a boner. He wiggled/squirmed some next to the full grown nude man, but for only to shift weight/position. The rain pelted the truck, Forrest checked to see if their was fuel in the secondary tank. \par \tab Nope.\par \tab A quarter tank in the primary.\par \tab Austin still shivered some. Lightning flashed and thunder followed. The rain fell in a near torrential downpour. Forrest closed the wing window lest it come a flood. Which it was in all likelihood apt too!\par \tab He had hazarded the notion of \ldblquote moving\rdblquote the truck some where\rquote s else, but nixed it as he couldn\rquote t see passed the hood of the old style military truck. Best stay put wherever the hell they were. For now. They were on a slant and it bothered Forrest just a scooch, the rain was coming down so hard it might give cause to wash out under the truck the hill it was parked on. That wouldn\rquote t be good.\page\tab The truck seemed solid enough. Any sign of sliding and he was going to jam it. He killed the motor and wrapped up tighter to the nude boy. He had grown quiet and was actually asleep. Forrest hugged the youth, he\rquote d fuck him later\'85\par \par Freaked out and fucked up\par \tab The storm didn\rquote t last long, it was a desert storm and desert storms weren\rquote t known for their lengthy durations. The thunder and lightning moved off and away and at length fell silent. The rain as well let up and fell silent, leaving only a lingering fleeting remembrance of it ever having been.\par \tab The mugginess would come, but with nightfall just moments away, the mugginess wouldn\rquote t be too intolerable. The air was cool and moisture would linger a little while longer.\par \tab Austin didn\rquote t stir. He slept soundly on and Forrest stretched. He needed to pee. He felt another urge, too. He went with the latter; positioning the young Austin down on the bench seat. Though it was twilight, Forrest could see the boy well enough--he had the boy\rquote s nude image from the earlier incident.\par \tab Lightly he fondled the lad\rquote s wares. The images of the boy fucking Heather\rquote s mom, Janice reigned supreme in his mind. Humping on the two little girls and twin boys. Austin was a fine pervert, a fine sexual deviant.\par \tab Slowly he raised the lad\rquote s legs, pushing them back. The boy\rquote s dong was soft. But as Forrest prodded the boy\rquote s backdoor, the cock slowly sprang to life! So did the boy himself. His eyes fluttered and he struggled to awaken and get on a grip on where he was and what was going on.\par \tab Forrest was going on.\par \tab It didn\rquote t take too long for Austin Lemore to figure out what was happening. He placed his own hands behind his own knees and drew his legs back, pooching his ass towards the well hung nude man. The nude man poked and prodded the young corn hole and soon was making gleeful headway.\par \tab Full insertion came moments later.\par \tab Austin groaned, tensed up with bulging eyes as the full length of Forrest\rquote s schlong slithered into his rectum. The pumping of his rectum came moments later.\par \tab\lquote You like being fucked in the ass, yes?\rquote\par \tab Austin nodded, he was at a loss for words and still unaware of the correlation between the Voice-in-the-woods-incident and the nude man plugging him. He didn\rquote t seem to care, either. Nor did Forrest.\page\tab Cracking the wing windows again helped clear some of the \lquote fogginess\rquote that had occurred while Forrest plugged Austin\rquote s a-hole. For several long minutes Forrest filled the young boy\rquote s ass, pumping vigorously and then slowly slowing down to just a pump or two ever few seconds. Austin\rquote s young early teen body was a delight. Though thirteen, the boy appeared to still be merely twelve.\par \tab Forrest ran his hands over the boy\rquote s body--fondling him here and there, mostly massaging his young penis. Austin did nothing but endured, holding off cumming on himself. \par \tab\lquote You liked fucking those little boys, AND girls? Didn\rquote t you?\rquote\par \tab Austin nodded, gulped, gritted his teeth as his asshole was packed to maximum capacity. \lquote Yeah, yeah I-I guess so.\rquote he said in his mind (unknowingly).\par \tab\lquote You like sucking dick? Brock\rquote s cock was good, yes?\rquote\par \tab\lquote Yeah-huh.\rquote\par \tab\lquote And those little boys?\rquote\par \tab\lquote Yeah-huh.\rquote\par \tab\lquote And those little girls?\rquote\par \tab\lquote Yeah-huh.\rquote\par \tab\lquote And if you could do it again--\rquote\par \tab\lquote Yeah-huh!\rquote\par \par \tab The moment came--and it came in quarts! The force of the cum shoot nearly shot Forrest\rquote s cock out of the youngster\rquote s hole. It was a good one. Austin\rquote s rectum smoldered. Forrest rested his cum shooter on the boy\rquote s wares and continued shooting wads, thoroughly soiling the boy\rquote s private area.\par \tab Forrest sat back in the seat, his cock thoroughly exhausted. Pleased, but good. Austin didn\rquote t move but laid his legs out across Forrest\rquote s lap, his head resting on the passenger door arm rest. Almost methodically he massaged his young stiffy. Forrest watched him and then began pulling and tugging on the lad\rquote s willy himself. \par \tab When it seemed evident that the boy was near ready to explode, Forrest pulled the boy up and had him straddle him,\par \tab\ldblquote Put yourself against me.\rdblquote he said aloud, \ldblquote Hump my chest.\rdblquote \par \tab The boy\rquote s ass rested against the huge steering wheel behind him, the nude man\rquote s hands clutching at his fresh fucked asshole. The man sucked on the boy\rquote s pud, devouring it and bringing to orgasm.\page\tab Some of the pud\rquote s juices filled the man\rquote s mouth, the rest was ejaculated onto the man\rquote s nude chest. Austin humped and humped and humped until he was well drained. He slid down to sit on the man\rquote s soft cum squirter. Forrest brought the blanket about them again, opened the wing window more and the two fell to a blissful slumber.\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc *\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par \tab It didn\rquote t last long, though, a huge clap of thunderous thunder clapped and shook the land. It had occurred somewhere just beyond Kaman\rquote s Mesa twenty miles away. Clouds still filled the sky and looked as if though they remain so for quite awhile. The temperature remained moderately cool and was still fresh. A scant feeling of \ldblquote mugginess\rdblquote remained a constant, but it was tolerable.\par \tab Austin seemed a little confused, it took a moment to get his bearings.\par \tab\ldblquote I gotta pee.\rdblquote he said in a hoarse whisper. He was catching a \ldblquote death of cold.\rdblquote He would do well to be home (at Breezy\rquote s place) under some warm covers and being taken care of.\par \tab Forrest\rquote s Narly Senses, though, were still \ldblquote active.\rdblquote\par \tab A little more hanky & panky, though. Austin was still straddling Forrest\rquote s lap. He still sorta-kinda had an erection. Forrest\rquote s manly hands came to the young boy\rquote s ass, squeezing the cheeks and fingering the boy\rquote s gooied hole--thusly fully inciting the boy\rquote s tallywhacker whereas it did indeed become quite stiff.\par \tab\ldblquote Hump my chest.\rdblquote Forrest cooed to him.\par \tab Compliance!\par \tab Austin grinded against the man\rquote s chest, the man\rquote s finger digging into his still smoldering anus. Austin clenched, but it was a normal reaction. He continued humping until he began to squirt. His cum spurted out and splattered against the man\rquote s throat, chin, and mouth. Another squirt oozed onto the man\rquote s chest.\par \tab The man worked the young dong, he spread the boy\rquote s cheeks and settled him down onto his erectness. Again, Austin tensed up at the massive intrusion. \par \tab As the orgasm subsided, Forrest found that his Narly (NICE) Senses were still \ldblquote active.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote You alone?\rdblquote he asked of Austin.\par \tab The boy nodded that it was so.\par \tab Forrest stared out into the bleak night, someone else was out there\'85\page That\rquote s Not Muffy!\par \tab An occasional light show there was, still hover miles away in the distant mountains. Austin with his urge to pee climbed out into the fresh air. Forrest followed. Both pissed on the desert floor with Forrest taking a few steps one way, then another--trying to pinpoint into what direction he needed to go.\par \tab Maybe encountering Austin was a goof, his Narly Senses hadn\rquote t been directed to him but to someone else. He liked the boy; again, there was an attraction--more than physical. He still had feelings for some of those at the New Digs, specifically the original members from the Cabin in the Woods.\par \tab He still had feelings for Wednesday, Becky, Nancy\'85\par \tab Feelings abounded for Breezy, too.\par \tab And now there was Austin.\par \tab A curse? A bane? Something to do with the implant Exp. 0110?\par \tab He knew that continuing to think about it was going to send him spiraling in a fit of craziness. It just wouldn\rquote t do. But putting it out of his mind and on a \ldblquote back burner\rdblquote just wasn\rquote t happening.\par \tab At length he returned to the truck, Austin was already within, it was a little chilly out. The hour was late. If the Narly Senses Extraordinary were still \ldblquote active\rdblquote come the break of day, he\rquote d continue looking for the direction intended. If not, fuck it--he\rquote d return to Breezy\rquote s and go from there.\par \tab Surprisingly, Forrest only slammed the boy in the ass one more time during the long night. He masturbated the boy and got him to cream up his chest--Austin licked the cream from off of Forrest\rquote s chest, Forrest suckled on the boy\rquote s cock and balls and then the two curled up under the blanket and slept.\par \par Lost Lambs\par \tab The break of day brought a new day. Fresh air, a coolness, a new adventure. After a healthy piss from both Forrest and Austin, time to move on. Austin, for the most part, still remained somewhat clammed up. After their joined healthy piss, Forrest positioned the boy up against the truck\rquote s seat--they were both still very nude. Austin\rquote s clothes were still damp\'85\par \tab Patting the boy\rquote s ass, Austin pulled his cheeks open and Forrest ramrodded the boy. A slow gentle butt fuck--sliding all the way in and then all the way out--then repeat. With his hands on the boy\rquote s ass, eyes closed, stance open, butt naked--the lovemaking was gentle and lasting.\page\tab Afterwards, they rested a moment. They remained nude while driving, their clothes laid out on the floorboard to dry with the floorboard heater cooking them.\par \tab\ldblquote Hungry?\rdblquote Forrest asked.\par \tab He got no verbal response but the boy nodded his head that it was so.\par \tab The Narly Implanted Cranial Senses Extraordinare still tingled him, indicating that something in the area was worth investigating. But his need to sustain himself outweighed the curiosity need and so they made their way out of the desert canyon and creepy mountains to a roadside dinner just a few miles out. \par \tab It wasn\rquote t much and was usually a hangout for bikers and travelers desiring adventure\'85\par \tab Being early in the morn, no bikers were present. Travelers in RVs, campers, assorted vehicles and two long haul truckers were there. By the time Forrest and Austin made to the gravely parking lot, their clothes were crispy and ready for wearing.\par \tab After sitting at a booth and ordering a breakfast fare, Forrest\rquote s NICE kicked in again. Slowly he scanned the restaurant: a trucker he weighed as much as truck\rquote s cargo; a cute young yuppy couple, two men who looked suspicious and were probably Feds in disguise; a bounty hunter; a man by himself; a medium sized family consisting of several adults and assorted chit\rquote lins.\par \tab Forrest focused on the family with an occasional glance to the lone man and the Feds. His focus refocused on the family. There were many members of the family--extended and otherwise, who were worthy of astute focusing. He couldn\rquote t settle on any of them, not just one or two or three. All of them, actually, would be good!\par \tab He stopped \ldblquote focusing\rdblquote long enough to enjoy breakfast. He needed to check in with Breezy, Nancy and Becky, too; and then Seth and Noah\'85\par \tab Austin would enjoy the kids at Breezy\rquote s place, hers and the ones Forrest had \ldblquote acquired\rdblquote from the interstate restaurant. There, too, were Cole\rquote s Dungeonite kids. Forrest nixed them just as quickly as he had thought of them--it would be a bit much and not necessary. The kids at Breezy\rquote s would be better.\par \tab After breakfast, Forrest lingered a little longer, watching the Feds, the bounty hunter, the lone man. They all moved to their own separate vehicles and left out with the Feds heading out towards the bigger cities north. The Bounty hunter head off down the road towards the desert city, Ridgecrest. \page\tab The lone man had an old beat up truck and took a back road from behind the restaurant and made way to Gold Mountain. His dust trail could be seen for a long-long while before dissipating. Bikers slowly began to filter in--it was time to go.\par \par \tab Passing the cut-off road that 90 minutes earlier he had come out of, he slowed down. His Senses were kicked in and he didn\rquote t know why. They had been \ldblquote active\rdblquote but in low since being at the restaurant. Coming to the cut-off road they were in high demand of demanding attention.\par \tab He couldn\rquote t let it go. He couldn\rquote t pass it up. Naturally.\par \par \tab They returned to exactly the exact spot they had been in. The Senses had faded somewhat but after a few minutes, picked up again. There was a bit of confusion at one point, Forrest brought the old military truck to whereas there was a so-so road that led up to a defunct summer camp for kids up in the south side of Gold Mountain. There was another road that went along the foothills making its way towards Mystery and Saddleback Mountain.\par \tab Since he was pointed in the direction of Mystery and Saddleback, he continued forward, driving slow. It seemed as though there were TWO Narly Senses firing off--two sonars in some way. One was focused on whatever was of interest up in Gold Mountain, the other whatever was of interested at the base of said mountain.\par \tab As the truck bounced and jostled along the base of the mountain, and the heat of the Summer day began to make its presence known, the Narly Sense for whatever was of interest up in Gold Mountain faded. The Narly Sense for whatever was of interest ahead, increased.\par \tab And it came to pass that the intensity of the \ldblquote interest\rdblquote became acute. Forrest brought the truck to a stop, shut off the motor and paused. Austin snuck a small fart and then slowly exited the old truck and pissed on a roadside bush.\par \tab\ldblquote I can see the highway.\rdblquote he said breaking the still silence.\par \tab And he could. Forrest looked across the desolate scrub bush to the few vehicles traveling the road. A little look to the left and there was the roadside eatery they had just left! There were no roads leading directly to where they were. It was a long patch of dry grasses, a few misplaced boulders, some misplaced cacti, and sage brush. It was quite expansive and not worthy of trekking across.\par \tab But somebody did.\par \tab Around the lee side of the foothill there were some shade, provided by HUGE boulders and stands of desert pines. It was much cooler and shadier and there was a small creek running in the middle of a large gully. The creek burrowed underground in a few places, there were stinging nettles along the banks along with other various plants. Small swarms of bugs and other pesky insects swarmed and buzzed. There were small pools of brackish stinky water along with cool refreshing water (enough to soak your big toe in.)\par \tab There was evidence that someone had come traipsing thru, making their way up the gully deeper into the mountain. By the size of the prints made, they were young. They were also three of them. \par \tab Scanning up the gully he intently peered, looking for any signs of movement. There were no signs, no movement. The only smell was from the brackish pools of water. Making a subtle headnod to his new companion they moved up the gully, as well.\par \par \tab Traipsing into the mountain base a hundred feet, Forrest (and Austin) paused. Noises could be heard, discernible noises indicating the presence of other than being Nature related. The creek was near non-existent, just a damp portion of ground in \ldblquote places\rdblquote . There were pools where the water collected for a time. Most of the creek\rquote s water was underground just a few inches or so.\par \tab Forrest and Austin came equipped with their own water.\par \tab A helicopter could be heard somewhere off in the distance.\par \tab Motorcycles could be heard distantly, too.\par \tab His Narly Senses had never let him down, there was a desire to head home for a nice bath, a fuck with Breezy, a check of the other various kids, a check in with Nancy & Becky--but\'85\par \par \tab It was Austin who made the sighting.\par \tab Forrest saw that it was a young girl, approximately elevenish.\par \tab There was another, then another. \par \tab Two boys. One boy appeared to be about the a couple of years older as than the girl. The other boy was much younger and the brother of one of the two older ones. Forrest\rquote s Narly Senses abated, satisfied. The Subject(s) had been noted. It was now up to Forrest--to act as normally he did in such reoccurring situations -OR- tredge back down the mountain gully to the truck and go the fuck home.\page\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\qc *\par \pard\nowidctlpar\sl240\slmult1\par \tab The older boy carried a daypack. The other two with him were filling it with twigs, rocks, flowers, and general forest/mountain \ldblquote stuff.\rdblquote The younger boy seemed to be interested in searching under decaying limbs and logs, rocks and boulders, the gully banks and everywhere.\par \tab It was noticed that on the sly, the older boy had taken a keen interest in the young girl. There were several ways in which to handle the trio. Forrest mulled them all. Austin waited patiently on a small rock.\par \par \tab Presently the older boy (Trey Ichards) left the daypack on a medium sized rock and stepped behind a nearby LARGER rock. Sashaying to one side and very nearly taking a tumble down the hill, Forrest saw the boy with his dick out. He firstly pissed all over a pine tree that was seemingly supporting the hold up of the large rock/boulder.\par \tab After a nice long piss, he began to do what most boys his age did naturally--which was to jerk off. Just on the other side of the great rock the girl and younger boy continued finding \ldblquote items\rdblquote to stuff the daypack with. They were typical kids who on a stuff finding romp had just merely wandered too far from their parents.\par \tab The boy looked around and whispered to the girl. It still wasn\rquote t quite clear if the two were brother and sister or was the boy the young sibling of the masturbating boy\'85\par \tab The girl whispered back and pointed towards the creek.\par \tab The boy looked around again, didn\rquote t seem too happy and then made his way to the creek. Behind some bushes he went but could still be seen. The girl, (Allison) fiddled with her hair, adjusted her turquoise cotton pants that were kinda inappropriate for mountain expeditions, took a slug of water and then heard a slight scream.\par \tab A scream of anguish, not pain or fright.\par \tab The young boy, her brother indeed, came flying out of the bushes, pants and undies at his knees, furiously rubbing his blistered butt. He had squatted in a patch of stinging nettles. Not good. No, not good at all.\par \par \tab The older boy upon hearing the scream of distress and not knowing the cause and/or nature stuffed his dick back in his pants, and in his haste to scurrying back to the others, slipped and fell/rolled a hundred yards down the steep sloping hill. \page\tab He got banged up pretty good, shins and hands and all that. He had a harrowing experience getting a grip and pulling himself back up to the top of the slope/hill. \par \tab Meanwhile, the frantic girl and equally frantic boy were in a tizzy.\par \tab\ldblquote It hurts, Allison,\rdblquote complained the boy in tears and frantic wild emotions, \ldblquote it itches like crazy!\rdblquote\par \tab Allison didn\rquote t know what to do and worried where was Trey. She could see on her brother\rquote s butt cheeks a huge patch of swollen skin. She was clueless as to what stinging nettles were and their impact on raw naked skin. The boy stamped his feet, peed, and was in a fit.\par \tab Allison looked hurriedly about for Trey, calling him and in a quandary as to what to do. It was then only did she realize how foolish it was to traipse so far away from their parents.\par \tab Trey finally scrambled onto the scene, cut and bruised but otherwise okay. \ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote he blurted.\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m not sure,\rdblquote answered a frenzied Allison, \ldblquote he went over there to poop and squatted on something.\rdblquote Frantically Allison held her brother\rquote s hands to keep him from scratching at his bare ass. The boy was crying and his little willy peeing. It pressed up against his sister as the boy wriggled about. He had peed on the girl\rquote s pants and waist area. For the moment she didn\rquote t care--for the moment. Her brother was in dire hurt and she\rquote d throttle him later (when he was better).\par \tab\ldblquote Put some mud on it.\rdblquote spoke up a voice. A man and young boy emerged from the woods. Allison, Trey, and dancing sibling, Adam, turned to look. \par \tab\ldblquote Wh-what?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Get some mud from the creek bank,\rdblquote spoke the man, \ldblquote but don\rquote t touch the plants, any of them.\rdblquote he made a head nod and the group went to the creek. Up higher on the hill and gully there was more water, it lasted for longer stretches before diving under the black silt sand.\par \tab The stranger scooped up a handful of black mud and applied it to the still squirming boy\rquote s blistered bum. There was almost instant relief. The boy buried his head into his sister\rquote s side, arms wrapped about her tight.\par \tab Forrest pointed out to the group the stinging nettles.\par \tab\lquote Wouldn\rquote t you like to see HER bare butt?\rquote\par \tab Trey looked up wildly, at first to the stranger and then around for anyone else. The question was asked again, but more strongly not \ldblquote requiring\rdblquote an answer but DEMANDING one. And soon.\page\tab\lquote I-I dunno.\rquote\par \tab A new nuance. Forrest could \ldblquote see\rdblquote the answer true within the mind of the Subject--thus disallowing the confused Subject from answering allowed when it wasn\rquote t necessary or warranted.\par \tab\lquote Is she your friend?\rquote\par \tab Trey shrugged. Actually, they had only recently met, the day before, at a campground. Allison and her family lived in another city, Trey and his family lived in the nearby desert town.\par \tab\lquote Virgin?\rquote\par \tab\lquote Yes.\rquote\par \tab\lquote Ever molest a young girl, or boy?\rquote Forrest could \ldblquote see\rdblquote the answer in near living color. No images there were, though--Trey had never molested a girl or boy. But he HAD the desire to. He was in essence, a closet perv. But aren\rquote t we all?\par \tab As young Adam\rquote s butt began to be alleviated of its stinging sensation, he and his sister, Allison, became acutely aware of the \ldblquote Presence.\rdblquote Like Austin and others before him, a near-ghostly image could be seen in their presence. Both Trey and Allison were very aware of what that meant; stories of such were in the news all the time.\par \tab\lquote So long as you do as you are commanded to do, you will not be harmed.\rquote the Voice (again) spoke.\par \tab Allison was near to tears. The news stories didn\rquote t paint a pretty picture about such occurrences. She fretted and was very concerned. Her little brother stood, rubbing his mud encrusted butt, holding his pants and underwear up and looking around in mild concern, too.\par \tab\lquote Take off your clothes.\rquote the Voice said speaking to them all.\par \tab None of the three made any attempt at doing so.\par \tab So young Adam Zalinkski suffered the indignity of thrashing about on the forest floor screaming in agony as an unknown pain seethed throughout his young eight year old body.\par \tab\ldblquote Please!\rdblquote screamed out Allison, \ldblquote Don\rquote t hurt him!\rdblquote\par \tab Trey tried to focus on the Voice\rquote s placement, he looked a little pissed, but was no match for the Voice.\par \tab Allison looked to Trey, being the oldest, for support or help, or something. Trey couldn\rquote t focus on the Voice, Adam rolled on the forest floor crying and reeling from his assault.\par \tab\lquote To end his torment, the both of you simply have to remove your clothes.\rquote\page\tab Allison stared at the ground, biting her lips tightly.\par \tab Trey still looked pissed, a sideways glance to Allison, then to her young sibling. Many thoughts were jammed in his noggin--one of which was an image of Allison naked\'85\par \tab Trey pulled off his shirt in one fluid motion.\par \tab He was tan. Nicely tan. He was a normal lad of fourteen, a little lean, not too rugged, slenderly built and had a nice bod. His sandy brown hair was styled somewhat and covered his ears. He bore a small gold earring in his left ear. No scars or unsightly abnormal moles.\par \tab He wore boxers, the top of which could be seen just above his jeans.\par \tab Slowly he kicked off his hiking boots and then lowered the jeans.\par \tab He stood in simple white/blue striped boxers.\par \tab There was a slight erection within\'85\par \par \tab Allison had a sideways glance of her own. Forrest could see a brief image of her imagining Trey naked. She was a good girl, though, normal in most respects--curious about boys, sex, boys, being naked with a boy, sex, and what all those terms she had heard on the evening news and at school: blow jobs, giving head, backdoor, around-the-world, going down, a sixty-niner and so much more.\par \tab Trey held off letting his drawers drop. Adam had stopped squirming and stood with his pants and undies already at his ankles; he was covered in forest floor debris.\par \tab The focus was on Allison.\par \tab\lquote Well?\rquote\par \tab Allison screwed up her young face, twisted her body in a manner as such as a young child would do when holding back the urge to go to the bathroom. \lquote Please!\rquote she mind strongly, \lquote I don\rquote t want to--\rquote\par \tab\lquote But you WILL!\rquote the Voice spoke stronger and then Allison found that she was no longer in control of herself--\par \tab Her hands began pulling off her top, undoing her bra, and undoing her pants--all without her will of doing. She was a little upset--emotionally speaking. Slowly, though, she found some since of \ldblquote calming\rdblquote overwhelming her. It helped.\par \tab Her top fell to the ground, along with her small white \ldblquote A\rdblquote cup bra.\par \tab Trey cast a small sly look to her, then casted his eyes back to the ground. Brother Adam\rquote s eyes were well focused on his stripping nude sister.\page\tab\lquote Have you seen your sister NAKED before?\rquote asked the Voice.\par \tab With a gulp and an embarrassing shrug, there was an image quite clear in the young boy\rquote s mind--the image of his sister in her room--butt bare assed naked.\par \tab She was LETTING him see her!\par \tab She mostly let her younger sib see her in her panties, she went mostly topless, braless. Brother Adam went NAKED most of time himself, he was somewhat oblivious to the fact that he shouldn\rquote t. His nude spree was mostly contained to romping nakedly thru the house and backyard. He didn\rquote t \ldblquote play\rdblquote with himself, he wasn\rquote t aware that he could (or should.)\par \tab He DID have \ldblquote boners\rdblquote now and then, he just wasn\rquote t aware that he could do anything about them! His sister was slightly aware, curious and wanted (wanted) to TOUCH it. The news stories on the evening news, things heard at school, a little info she gleaned from her friends and parents gave her slight insight. There was a small craving to be naughty with her brother--and she felt there was an almost \ldblquote OK\rdblquote from her mother and father to let her do so, they hadn\rquote t come right out and said so--but the sentiment was there (if she wanted to or was caught doing so or whatever--it would be okay.) But only up until she was in high school, then she had to stop.\par \tab She was confused.\par \tab Horny and confused.\par \tab Allison had only recently begun finding how good it felt to please herself. Those feelings were intensified when she saw her naked brother, her naked brother and his \ldblquote willy.\rdblquote Sometimes he was on his back on his bed, sound to sleep with his erection standing straight up. Those times she found herself \ldblquote tingling\rdblquote between her legs. Those times she found herself uncontrollably fingering herself into a tizzy!\par \tab There, too, were guys at school, her age and such she somewhat desired to see naked. She wasn\rquote t too keenly aware of what it meant for a guy to \ldblquote please\rdblquote himself, she had heard the terminology \ldblquote Jerking off\rdblquote and \ldblquote Play(ing) with Himself\rdblquote , along with \ldblquote flogging the dog,\rdblquote \ldblquote humping the biscuit\rdblquote \ldblquote beating the meat\rdblquote \ldblquote ham-boning\rdblquote and \ldblquote pulling the pud\rdblquote --just to name a few\'85\par \tab No sexual thoughts towards her father.\par \tab\lquote Would you like to have your brother hump you?\rquote it was an invasionary probe, taking a different route in her mind--more along the lines of the original form of Q&Aing.\par \tab NO! was the solid response. She couldn\rquote t. She shouldn\rquote t.\par \tab Maybe. If she had to. Or maybe if the conditions were right\'85\page\tab Would she like to get humped by Trey?\par \tab There was a minor pause and then a definite, No.\par \tab Followed by a lingering \ldblquote maybe.\rdblquote \par \tab She was too confused and scared to give sound definitive answers.\par \tab Her simple Capri pants were down at her ankles, she stood in yellow cotton panties with playful duckies all over them. Trey got wood, serious wood--his bone poked out thru the slit in his boxers. Brother Adam stared with mouth open, eyes wide, and dick hard\'85\par \par \tab Austin was shocked, awed, and amazed. He didn\rquote t know HOW it was happening, or why--just that it was. Young Allison Zalinkski lay butt bare assed naked on her discarded clothes, legs open wide. Her young brother equally butt bare assed naked with a drying mud pack on his tender young ass lay on top of her, his little willy grinding steadily on his sister\rquote s eleven year old poon.\par \tab The girl had fingered herself for the benefit of her brother, Trey, and the \ldblquote unseen\rdblquote duo of Forrest Finch and Austin Lemore. She was much more calmer, but still distressed. She was mostly embarrassed and that emotion was a tough one to play down.\par \tab And though young Adam kinda sorta wanted to hump on his sister, he didn\rquote t want to in the manner that they were forced to couple. He was just curious about a girl\rquote s body, his sister or any girl for that matter. He had seen her naked and mostly (usually) in her underwear. No biggie. There were several girls at his school at church he wanted to see naked or in their underwear. The very thought of them caused him to increase his humping on Allison\'85\par \tab It was so noted that fourteen year old Trey found himself methodically stroking himself, flogging the dog, humping the meat, jerking the gherkin. He was eyeing the two siblings on the ground getting it on, was he hard because of that or was he naughty enough to be horny for Adam\rquote s bouncing ass?\par \tab\lquote Would you like to fuck Adam\rquote s ass or Allison\rquote s ass? If given the choice? I can make it as such as you were \ldblquote forced\rdblquote to.\rquote\par \tab Trey had to pause and think deeply.\par \tab Forrest saw in the boy\rquote s mind that though lo he deftly wanted to fuck Allison, to squirt his love cream on her face, to sink his pud into her pussy and fuck--he wanted to poke Adam\rquote s backdoor more.\par \tab\lquote It can be arranged.\rquote\page\tab Young Adam humped on his sister--hump-hump-hump. He was too immature to spill jizum, but not for the lack of trying. There was till something of an orgasmic feeling--just without the mess. His little winkie did a nice job of riding his sister\rquote s slit and intensifying her young nub. Allison breathed hard and seemed in a strange trance as she shuddered, experiencing an orgasm of her own.\tab\par \tab Allison gripped her brother\rquote s ass, clenching tight his cheeks.\par \tab The boy raised up his hips some and guided his prong into the slit.\par \tab It was better than he expected.\par \tab There was minor discomfort from the breeching of the hymen\'85\par \par \tab On her own, Allison placed her hands onto her brother\rquote s ass. She was enjoying the dirty deed, despite the illictness. She tugged in her lower lip but was experiencing a delicious orgasm just the same. She humped back into her brother!\par \tab Despite being young, eight years, Adam Zalinkski had a nice enough stiffy to do the job of fucking. As previously stated, he was too young to experience orgasmic fluids, but not too young to experience orgasmic sensations.\par \tab He saw, too, that his sister had impressive breasts--and the nipples were more pronounced than usual. He was given the command to \ldblquote suckle\rdblquote them--and natural instinct being what it was--the boy did so.\par \tab Trey, meanwhile, on his knees right near by, jerked his gherkin--focusing on Adam\rquote s bouncing fucking ass and enthralled by the act as a whole. He was \ldblquote commanded\rdblquote to peer between the siblings\rquote legs so as he could see the penetration.\par \tab Trey was further commanded to scoot up to Allison\rquote s head.\par \tab\lquote Suck him.\rquote\par \tab The girl gulped. She was stunned. She was being thoroughly sexually pleased, tantalized beyond any fingering she could muster herself. She eyed Trey\rquote s bone, the head was already glistening. She could feel the intense heat. Her toes curled and she experienced multiple orgasms\'85\par \tab At length, though, the girl opened her mouth--while brother Adam continued to pump into her. Trey eased his adequate cock into her mouth, his first blow job. He was beside himself--mixed emotions; sure, he had always WANTED one, was damned curious about what one was about--but\'85\par \tab His emotions ran wild and off the scale. Though Allison had never given \ldblquote head\rdblquote before, she was good! A natural!\page\tab Adam had fucked all he could fuck. He pulled out of his sister and worked his young bone, squeezing his balls and having a strange desire to finger fuck his asshole. Allison\rquote s pussy glistened in the sunlight trickling through the tree, her legs thrashed about as she fingered herself into an explosive lustful orgasm.\par \tab Trey pumped into the young girl\rquote s mouth, his cock of five inches fully immersed therein, pleasing him to no end. Allison, on her own, caressed the boy\rquote s ass, cupped his balls, and did all those things a slut would do--diddle the piss slit with her tongue, ran the tongue about the super sensitive crown, drag the teeth up and down the shaft\'85\par \tab Trey was soon cumming off. Great squirts splashed into the back of Allison\rquote s throat. He couldn\rquote t stop it, there was no stopping it. The feeling was euphoric and impossible to control.\par \tab Allison didn\rquote t seem bothered by the cum squirting into her gullet. She swallowed it all and drained the teen\rquote s cock until he himself withdrew. Allison lay back on her clothes panting. She herself was cumming, she licked her fingers and shuddered all over.\par \par \tab The incident in the woods took a different tone as young Adam was commanded to position himself on his sister\rquote s face, his hairless nads in her mouth. The boy lay down on his sister, the girl spreading the boy\rquote s cheeks open--giving way for a very reluctant Trey Ichards to bend down and give the boy a rim job.\par \tab It was his first. Trey wasn\rquote t so enthused--but there were misgivings. If he and the boy were say--alone, and the boy was willing, then Trey wouldn\rquote t have minded so much. But with the boy\rquote s sister there--right there, it changed everything.\par \tab But, unable to fend off the mind warping powers of the Voice, Trey licked out Adam\rquote s poop chute rim--then began fingering the not-too-stained anal opening before addressing it with his once again rock hard cock.\par \tab Allison was a little alarmed.\par \tab More so when the perpetrator saddled up between her legs.\par \tab The presence of his manly manhood lay against her young cunny, the bulbous tip gliding up and down her slit, poking just a bit into her entrance. When Adam squeezed tight his body as a whole and Allison saw that Trey was sitting back simply masturbating and not poking Adam\rquote s backdoor, she knew something else was going on. \tab\page\tab Peeking sideways down her brother\rquote s body and her own, she saw that the boy was being fucked in the mouth. Allison shut her eyes tight and wept. She cringed and felt horrible.\par \tab When she opened her eyes moments (or minutes) later--she could see Trey had made substantial anal entry into Adam\rquote s glory hole. She squeezed the boy\rquote s cheeks tight and was awed at the penetration. Virtually every inch slowly slid into the rectum, she sucked hard on Adam\rquote s hairless tezzies, Trey\rquote s cock slowly entering to the base of his dick right before her eyes!\par \tab Down below, the man\rquote s balls rested against her pussy as his manly prong was buried into the squirming boy-child. Allison could see that it was a man, a man of no discernible age, in need of a haircut, long thick dark brown hair pulled back into a single pony tail with a Scottish braid along one side.\par \tab The man was nude, lean, rugged, washboard chest, beefy arms.\par \tab He pumped into Adam for a few minutes, pulled out and filled Allison\rquote s nook to the maximum capacity. The girl spat out her brother\rquote s nads, choking and nearly insane. There was both mixed feelings--pain and anguish coupled with intense exhilarating pleasure.\par \tab She was cumming. In quarts! Allison found herself shuddering from head to toe, humping back along the man\rquote s shaft, her pussy trying to grip it tightly. Adam slid off of her and onto his back. Trey\rquote s cock had slipped out during the procedure but was re-inserted. Allison knew that SHE was being controlled by the Voice, the nude man with some sort of mind altering/mind controlling object (device)--she assumed her brother and Trey were, too.\par \tab Allison\rquote s legs were lifted up along the nude man\rquote s chiseled chest, his beefy manhood slid nicely into her cunny and filled her with extreme wonders never known to her before. \ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote she blurted. She clutched up handfuls of forest ground and was immensely sexually satisfied.\par \par \tab Trey watched the nude man fuck Allison. He hoped he would get a turn. He pumped into Adam, closing his eyes occasionally, opening them to see his handy-cockwork, \ldblquote a hole was a hole was a hole.\rdblquote it mattered very little that the hole was a boy-hole. Just so long as there was an ardent orgasm at the end--that was all that fucking mattered.\par \tab There was a reason Forrest preferred virgins--a super tight cunt was almost always guaranteed! Allison\rquote s pussy was \ldblquote broken\rdblquote in a little more by the man\rquote s manhood, he filled her fully, pumped her seriously, and then unloaded a torrential amount of hot sticky jiz.\page\tab Then it was another\rquote s turn. \par \tab Allison, Trey, Adam saw what appeared to be a young boy, about twelvish or so. He was naked, had a boner, and seemed to be \ldblquote with\rdblquote the nude man. The nude man sat back with cum spurting out of his cock. He patted the young pre-teen boy on the ass and the lad went down on Allison, licking clean her pussy before stuffing her with his own cock!\par \tab The Nude Man behind the boy fingered his hole and fondled his swaying balls as he worked on working on Allison\rquote s cum laden cunny. He didn\rquote t seem to mind that his backdoor (or swinging nuggets) were being fingered/fondled.\par \tab Trey had cum in Adam\rquote s backdoor. A great quantity, too. So much so that his cock was virtually blasted out of the youngster\rquote s rectum. Cum in rivers spewed out of the hole\'85\par \par \tab Allison locked eyes with the new lover. His cock wasn\rquote t so grand as Nude Man, but it was a cock and did her nicely to fulfill her sexual awes. She clenched and found herself once more tingling all over from head to toe. The pre-teen lover locked his arms above her and took his time in the beginning--slowly pumping in and then speeding up as the minutes passed.\par \tab Behind him the Nude Man continued fondled his young ass, then made strong eye contact with Trey. Trey came scooting around on his bare knees, he looked away as he neared. The Nude Man sat back, \lquote Rub on his ass.\rquote he was told.\par \tab Trey hesitated briefly, swallowed a hard lump then applied his hand to the young boy\rquote s ass and rubbed. He rubbed, squeezed the cheek and diddled the boy\rquote s non-virgin rectum.\par \tab\lquote Kiss it.\rquote\par \tab Trey held back but then went down to the boy\rquote s steadily pumping ass.\par \par \tab Moments later and Trey Ichards was steadily pumping into Adam\rquote s backdoor. And he seemed to enjoy it, too. He made subtle pleasing sounds as his barely adequate cock slid near effortlessly into Adam\rquote s hole. His hands roamed the boy\rquote s ass. He looked down to see himself pumping--thoughts to his own.\par \tab Meanwhile, Austin Lemore was sucked on until he exploded. His eyes fluttered and he nearly fell over as Allison Zalinkski slurped his organ. His cum washed the back of her throat then squirted to anoint her pretty young face.\par \tab\lquote Inch up, put your BALLS in her mouth.\rquote\page\tab Austin complied, still unaware of the Voice\rquote s impact on his life\'85\par \tab Allison sucked on the near hairless tizzies; her eyes were closed, one hand down between herself and her brother steadily friggin her snatch box. Young Adam was totally lambasted. Not too thrilled with being buggered, but curious about it just the same. But once the butt fucking had commenced, at there were two-to-three good solid invasionary pumps, his curiosity had been satiated and he wanted it to stop.\par \tab His cock riding in and against his sister\rquote s cunt was okay. He had actually longed for such an incident to occur. Adam and his sister were \ldblquote normal\rdblquote American kids in that they bickered and always tried to go out of their way to get the other in trouble. Adam had always seen his sister in her undies, skimpy swimsuit, and butt bare assed naked. He was curious but only really on a mild level.\par \tab That was normal, too.\par \tab As he grew older, as did his sister, his curiosity intensified.\par \tab There were \ldblquote other\rdblquote girls, cousins and girls at his school that took his interest. But they were untouchable--there was virtually no way in hell he was going to be able to see THOSE girls in their underwear or anything less. But he had his sister--that was a plus.\par \tab He never really thought he would actually get to be naughty with her. She came off to him as being kinda of a prude. She was his sister and therefore off limits. Sorta. As he grew older he paid more attention to news stories. He\rquote s desire for being naughty with his sister intensified moreso.\par \par \tab Austin\rquote s cock returned to near full mast as Allison beneath him sucked his balls. \lquote Put your dick in his mouth.\rquote the Voice said. Adam was right there, grinding on his sister with Trey pumping in his ass. Adam was NOT so keen on having anything to do with being naughty with another guy.\par \tab He was curious but na\'efve about his own body as well as other boys.\par \tab He was oblivious about what \ldblquote gay\rdblquote meant, sodomy, to butt hump, back-scuttle, back-door-banditry, do the Greek, buggering. (among others) But then, when pressed to \ldblquote perform\rdblquote a heinous act of \ldblquote cock sucking\rdblquote , he did well.\par \tab It was something new. Austin\rquote s cock wasn\rquote t that bad, it had a curious odor and a near foul taste, but with eyes closed, Adam Zalinkski swallowed pole and gobbled until he shot an amazing wad of young jiz onto his sister\rquote s snatch!\par \pard\kerning0\f1\fs20\par }