Date: Sun, 5 Aug 2007 14:45:20 -0500
From: charles Turner <cbru49@gmail.com>
Subject: Christy Young 3

This is a work of fiction.  Any name, place or activity between men,
children or animals is purely a figment of my warped imagination.  If you
are a minor or it is illegal to read about alternate sexual activities in
your area please leave now.  No animals or humans were harmed in the making
of the story.

Christy Young 3

"This is the phone number to call if you think of any thing that happened
that you didn't tell us.  I am usually out during the evening hours with my
dog partner, but on Saturdays he gets the full day off."  The detective's
eyes glanced down at Chico.  "He might be a cousin of that guy, they're
about the same build.  Demon is just a smidgeon darker and he might be a
little bigger."  Until Christy looked down and saw that Chico was licking
his fully extended cock and peach-sized balls he didn't know what would be
funny about Demon being a 'little bigger'.  Staring intently into Christy's
eyes the detective said "they can be quite a hand full."

The trooper was almost the entire way to the state car when Christy heard
the twins break out laughing.  It sounded as though they had been holding
their breath for five minutes.  "Jeesh, 'Uncle' Christy that guy was
putting the move on your dog.  Do you think he really has one of his own?"

"Quiet.  He may not have one of his own, boys, but he is a member of the
K-9 unit and might work with one like Chico."  The picture of Detective
Fred Gonzalez with his hand full of mastiff dick was permanently imprinted
on Christy's mind.  The look the young officer threw his way as he opened
the driver's side door was enough to make Christy certain that he wanted to
explore his chances with the stunner.  "I need to finish your work, so you
two go back inside where its cool and relax."

"Cool would be good, but what we really want is a go at that cock sticking
down your leg.  Wynn got the dog to fuck him first, so it would only be
fair that I get you to fuck me first."  Albie had dropped the skirt wrapped
around his waist as soon as the two cars had pulled out of sight.  "don't
even think about denying me, 'Uncle' or I'm going to tell my dad that you
were not taking good care of us."

"You think you can blackmail me into screwing you?  You behave you little
monster, or I'll let Chico loose on your ass.  I think he might be ready."
Both boys looked at the stud at the same time and Chico stood up with his
dick turning a deep purple beneath him.  "Albie?  Why don't you suck his
dick?  I'll fuck you later."  The boy believed Christy would do just that,
what he didn't know was that Christy was going into the house to get butter
to grease up his little hole.  The man stepped out the door to find Albie
kneeling in the grass with his head under Chico's belly.  The sight had the
precum leaking out of his dick in moments.  He motioned for Wynn to stay
quiet as he moved off the porch and got behind the occupied twin.



Christy hadn't ever looked directly at a virgin boy hole before.  The sight
might have disgusted him years earlier, but after what had occurred the day
before he was intrigued.  As he stared at the dark pink slit Christy was
conflicted about he should do, butter or tongue, fingers or dick?  The few
moments he knelt there immobilized frustrated Wynn who wantd to watch his
brother between the man and dog.  When Wynn pushed at Christy's shoulder he
knocked him off balance, the man landed face to ass with Albie.  The
decision had been made for him.  He had eaten his fiance's pussy, but he'd
never had his tongue in an asshole.  As he later told Wynn and Albie it was
almost like god had reached down and pushed his head into Albie and was
whispering what he should do.  As his tongue lightly trailed over the rim
of the boy's hole he felt an extra erg of strength added to his own cock.
He slowly prodded and poked with the tip of his tongue waiting for Albie to
relax and blossom.

Every few minues he withdrew his head from between the young butt to watch
the quivering slit, trying to judge when he could slide his buttery fingers
through the tightness.  He had his mouth to Albie for the sixth or seventh
time when his tongue was sucked into the comfortable warmth and wetness of
the hole he knew would soon be squeezing his large cock tightly.  The fact
that he is able to suck more than two inches of his cock into his mouth
should tell you that he is well endowed, he thought he had ten inches but a
few days later Wynn and Albie measured his dick at ten and three quarters
inches. He didn't want to hurt Albie, but the desire to bury himself in the
boy pushed all compassion and sense out of his head.

After only a few back and forth probes of his tongue inside Albie Christy
raised up and smeared butter around and into the pulsing hole.  Gently he
placed the tip of his erection against the overheated slit waiting for a
response from Albie.  The response he received was much more than he could
have foretold from his limited experience.  Later he told Wynn about how
Albie opened his ass like another mouth and drew his cock three inches
inside with the first touch, within seconds he had adjusted to the fullness
and grasping the edge of the porch pushed his butt back until he was
compressing Christy's pubes.  If he hadn't sucked himself off that morning
there was no way he could have stopped himself from prematurely cumming.
As it was he had to try holding Albie's hot butt still.  Gradually they
settled into a rhythm that allowed the boy to bob his head up and down on
Chico and bounce his ass up and down on the longer dick that invaded him
from the other end.

Twice Wynn tried to stick his little dick in Christy's mouth, but the man
was too occupied pounding away at Albie's ass to be willing to suck the
nub.  The twin beneath him began gagging and coughing, the knowledge that
Chico was filling Albie with dog cum sent him over the edge and falling
onto the injured boy's back buried his whole length in the spasming hole as
he shot volley after volley of the first hot cum the eager boy had ever
felt in his tender chute.  Christy was worn out, he had shot once that
morning, worked hard in the yard, spent four plus hours being questioned
about an accident he hadn't caused and taken the virginity of a child that
had begged it of him.  His dick was spent but not softening as he left it
buried within the boy, he looked up to see Chico walking to the back wall
of the porch and Wynn stepping in front of Albie and raising his brother's
mouth to his little dick.

Sucking his brother's little erection Albie was once again bouncing on
Christy's dick.  The man knew he didn't have it in him to fuck the boy
again but he tried to maintain his position so the boy could enjoy what he
had earnestly begged for earlier.  It was more than Christy could bear, the
boy bouncing against his lower abdomen started piss flowing.  He had always
hoped that he would one day be able to experience what it was like to share
his piss with another person, but had thought it a pipedream that was
unlikely ever to be fulfilled.  With all the piss he was letting drain,
Christy knew that Albie must be feeling his stomach swell.  The older man
did all he knew how to do to keep the flow going slow and steady, hoping
that he was giving the boy as big a thrill as he was having himself.

Drained of piss and cum Christy collapsed behind Albie and watched the
twins take each other to orgasm.  Albie didn't take more than a few seconds
in his brother's mouth before his entire body was shaking and his knees
gave way.  "God, I've got to take a shit."

"Don't go into the house with your ass wide open like that, try to make it
over behind the garage if you can."  Christy was trying hard to stifle a
laugh as Albie tried holding his cheeks together with one hand as he
waddled across the lawn.  The boy wasn't successful, but at least he made
it far enough away from the porch that the smell of piss and shit wouldn't
get through the windows when the air conditioner was off.  Wynn joined
Christy sitting in the grass and laughed along as they watched his twin
squatting like a two year old.  It took him some time to get to his feet,
but Christy went into the house and prepped a warm, wet towel for cleaning
up the injured and well fucked boy.

Christy knew that he needed to help Albie get clean.  Approaching the boy
he felt his dick respond to what he had done and how Albie had accepted
him.  Wynn helped Christy and they soon had Albie's ass and legs clean and
the rubber-legged boy sitting on the warm concrete steps leading up to the
porch.  The twins each leaned on one of Christy's shoulders until Wynn
finally was able to tell him that the pain relievers had worn off and that
he needed another pill.  It hadn't dawned on Christy that he hadn't put any
clothes back on until he was walking down the stairs and passed an
airconditioning vent blowing cold air.  Rather than finishing the yard work
that he had left Christy threw on a pair of gym shorts and went to the
barn, fed the horse and dog and walked back to the house thinking about
what he had that the boys would eat.

Th remainder of the evening was spent quietly so they could all get to know
each other better.  Although Wynn and Albie had known Christy most of their
lives, they didn't know him well.  Their most solid memories of the older
man were of the days or evenings when he and their aunt visited with their
parents.  Coming out of the self imposed coma that had kept him from being
close to anyone for the last couple years Christy took an interest in
hearing everything the boys wanted to tell him about their lives, as
unexciting as it had been.

Well aware the boys could have bathed each other, Christy insisted that as
his charges that he would draw their baths and be sure they were cleansed
of the day's activities.  Of course it was just an excuse to let his hands
rub their cocks and asses, but the boys didn't object.  Bathing the boys
and gently fingering their assholes kept his cock hard for the evening, but
he knew that if he wanted to cum the next day he needed to control himself.
He gave them his queen sized bed and though the house had eight bedrooms he
had to sleep on the pullout sofa since his fiance and he had wanted to
furnish the rooms as they had children.

He was drinking coffee at the kitchen table the following morning when
Albie showed his face.  He was shyly poking his head around the wall that
hid the staircase when Christy spied him and told him to come on in.  The
boy had smelled the coffee when he had gotten up to use the bathroom and he
didn't want to go back and risk waking up his brother.  Christy was amused
and affected by the shyness Albie showed at being naked in the kitchen, so
he dropped his shorts and joined the boy.  Soon they were talking and
making plans for the day ahead.  Christy was putting some cut and bake
pastries on the table when they heard Wynn stirring around upstairs.

"Just play along and we'll see how truly adventurous your twin is."  When
Wynn walked into the kitchen his twin and 'uncle' stared at him as if he
had done something extremely bad.  "Wynn. Albie and I made a new rule this
morning.  The last one out of bed in the morning has to do what the other
two say, all day."

Wynn was a slow waker and didn't respond to what he was hearing from
Christy.  When he heard his brother tell him to crawl across the floor on
his hands and knees and kiss their asses it looked like he didn't believe
them.  "Well, you heard your brother.  Do I need to get a whip out of the
barn?"  The dumfounded twin stood at the bottom of the stairs shaking his
head as if he couldn't believe a word he was hearing.  Christy decided on
the spur of the moment to make Wynn understand that they were being
serious, he walked to a desk that sat between the table and stairs, grabbed
a plastic ruler and stung the boy on his stomach.

Although he had never been ordered to do such a strange thing before, Wynn
dropped to his hands and knees like his brother said and crawled between
his legs.  Albie pulled his feet up and put them on the back of a chair
seated beside him, raising his feet and legs that way put the slightly sore
pucker of his no longer virgin shitter directly in line with his brother's
tongue. Wynn need more encouragemnent.  Choosing pain over verbal urgings,
Christy let go with the ruler twice on each cheek.  There was no need to
tell him again or swat his butt, but both Albie and Christy found that they
enjoyed seeing the red welts and stripes on his butt.

"Well Albie, how would you rate this tongue in comparison to Chico's?"

"Christy, I think the dog did a better job on my ass.  If I was to give
Chico a ten, Wynn only gets a five."

"You're generous.  I think Wynn is only a three or four.  If he doesn't
soon get his tongue deeper into my hole I'm going to have to see what I can
push into his mouth."  Wynn renewed his attack on the man's hairy hole, his
tongue really couldn't push far into it as he was still growing.  "Albie,
feed your brother one of the rolls."

The way they were going to treat Wynn was evolving as one or the other made
demands on him, but they had seemed to agree that the boy would remain on
his hand and knees.  With Albie making Wynn lick the icing from the roll
off his fingers Christy looked under the table to be certain that they were
not pushing the boy too far.  What he saw was that Wynn had a smile on his
face and a hard dick pushing out at his stomach.  Unwilling to actually
treat the boy badly, Christy retrieved a bowl from the cupboard and set it
on the floor half full of milk.  The cast that held Wynn arm was well
supported by a sling and though the boy moved around the floor slowly
Christy could see that he and Albie were not really hurting him in any way.

"How often has he sucked your dick, Albie?"  Christy had thought the boys
were more experienced than they were and when he heard that he had watched
Wynn sucking his brother for the first time felt honored to have shared the
moment.  The idea that Wynn's mouth was inexperienced pleased him and with
Albie adding his thoughts made plans for Wynn to use his mouth all day.
The first task for Wynn came from his brother and nearly ruined the entire
day.  But when Christy led Chico into the kitchen and heard Albie telling
his brother that since he needed practice making an ass feel his tongue
that he should spend the next hour digging into the dog's hole.  When Wynn
hesitated to comply Albie took Christy's ruler and swatted him between the
legs, telling him that the next five swats would be on his balls if he
didn't get to work.

Until the chores were done and supper was on the stove Christy and Albie
kept Wynn on the floor or ground and using his mouth in any way they
thought might strengthen his tongue and jaws.  At that age, Albie was able
to stick a hard dick in his brother's mouth almost every hour.  'Uncle' and
brother used the 'slave' every time they needed to piss and by the last
time his mouth was being filled Wynn no longer gagged or choked but
swallowed every drop of the precious liquid that was being given to him.
With a roast cooking and potatoes boiling Wynn wore out and lay down with
his head and mouth covering the dog's cock that he had already sucked twice
that day.

"'Uncle' Christy, are you going to let me drink your piss?"

"Albie, I think I want to keep you and your brother experiencing sex and
life a bit differently.  While I have enjoyed using his mouth everytime
I've needed to piss, the thrill of pissing in your hole yesterday is
something that I intend to share only with you.  So maybe, I'll do the same
with Wynn.  I mean, we'll do the same, using only his mouth as a urinal.
Is that okay?  You know if you really want to drink piss Wynn will probably
give you a load?"  The boy obviously didn't think much of Christy's idea
but agreed to accept the plan for the time being.

Allowed to join his brother and 'uncle' at the table Wynn's mouth was too
tired to chew the roast.  He munched the potatoes and squashed the peas
before swallowing them.  Not because he knew Wynn was going to have
problems, but because it didn't take any time Christy had made butterscotch
pudding.  They sat around the table reliving the day until the phone rang,
Mrs. Stevenson wanted to know what Christy was going to do about the boys
when he took off for work the next morning.  He hadn't decided on a plan,
but told her that he was going to call his boss and ask for the week off.

Christy had returned to the table to tell the boys their mother was worried
about them and asked them if they wanted to stick around for the next week
or were ready to go home to their brothers and sisters. They were still
discussing what they would tell Dalton and Mrs. Stevenson when the phone
rang again.  Many Sunday evenings his boss called to give him the plan for
the week, so Christy wasn't too surprised when he heard the familiar voice.

"Christy I need you to take your horse and ride the pipeline up through the
Big Piney.  The NARC's think some of the indians out of Cleveland are using
the opening in the woods to grow their marijuana."  It was the best part of
his job.  The ride in the Big Piney was quiet, almost primordial.
Depending on the time of day and year he could see alligators, bears, lynx
and other animals that most people seldom saw outside of a zoo.  The
downside was that it was also the most dangerous of his routes, he had been
shot at more than once and attacked by wild boars one time.

"This will be the last time I take this ride, boss.  I think you and I need
to talk about me taking over my old job again."  The twins were
disappointed to hear that they would be returning to their family, but they
had known that Christy worked Monday through Friday and might have to
leave.  After dinner Albie returned the dog to the barn and Wynn sat
talking to Christy about the experience of having his mouth used by Albie,
Chico and Christy without having any choice in the matter.  At first he had
found it unacceptable as he wanted to use his dick, too, but by the time
Albie and Christy had dropped their first loads of piss in his mouth he
wouldn't have changed places with anyone.  With tears in is eyes he asked
if he could return the next weekend and repeat what he'd done.

"Christy's only response was that his twin hadn't been given his chance to
spend a full day as the center of attention.  Christy could see in the
boy's face that Albie would be getting a lot of attention in the coming
days.  Everyone went to bed early that night knowing that Christy would be
leaving at five in the morning and wanted to drop the boys at their house
on his way out.  Christy didn't know whether it was a dream or reality, but
he thought he woke twice during the night with his dick being nursed.

Although only half awake the twins didn't believe what they were seeing.
Christy had racked a rifle in the back window of his truck and hung a gun
belt with pistol from the lower rack.  Wizard was loaded into the single
horse trailer and saddle bags with oats and human food were packed.
Christy took the first aid kit that came with the truck and put it into a
small backpack along with extra bullets and a rain slicker and dry socks.
He threw an extra shirt and pair of pants in the cab of the truck and when
asked told the twins he wouldn't need them until he returned to the
vehicle.