Date: Wed, 27 Apr 2016 00:04:51 -0400
From: r1nl8@hushmail.com
Subject: County Fair Part Three

County Fair Part Three

April, 2016

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County Fair Part Three


ONTO THE BUS

Boarding the bus, Donnie had never felt so good. Not yet fully loaded,
there were still a couple boys who were his friends, and had gotten free
rides the night before.

They cheered him, asking him a million questions about his new friend, the
feather in his hair (that they thought looked cool as hell) the name of the
Indian boy, where did he come from ...

The questions came so fast there was no way to answer, so Donnie just
smiled and told one or two of his best friends he would hook them up with
free rides again that night.

Once at school, Donnie was a hero. As if he had gotten to see the back lot
of a film set. (This small county school, after all, had less than a
hundred students from K to 12.) The fair brought in crowds from 6
surrounding counties.

Kids of all ages wanted to hear everything, even some of the older
ones. Donnie felt like he was King. Soon enough, the teachers sent the kids
to their rooms, and the day took on its normal feel.

At lunch, Donnie passed an older boy named Nathan in the hallway. He always
thought Nathan was a good looking guy, with short brown hair, and same
color armpit hair he had seen when he watched the older boys play
basketball. He wasn't huge, but for a 15-year-old he was strong and
muscular looking. He always hoped to look like Nathan when he got older,
with a full patch of pit hair.

Nathan cornered Donnie in the hall as most students went into class, or off
to the cafeteria. At first Donnie was happy to be noticed by an older boy,
especially Nathan.

As the older boy asked all kinds of questions about the fair, the people he
had met, if he had fun hanging out with his school buddies, Nathan was
leading Donnie out the door to a side yard, totally secluded from the rest
of the school.

"So what did you do to get free rides?" Nathan asked, not so friendly
anymore as he held Donnie tightly by his arms.

"UHHH, nuttin! Just met a ..."

And before he could say `friend' Nathan slapped him hard across his
face. Donnie was stunned and in tears as Nathan turned him around and
reached around, unsnapping his overalls which made them fall to Donnie's
ankles. Shocked and frozen, Donnie felt the boy pull down his underwear and
roughly reach down to finger his little hole.

Nathan shoved his finger into Donnie's hole, putting his hand over Donnie's
mouth to silence the scream from the dry finger invading his little hole.

"Shut the fuck up or you'll get worse." Donnie cried but tried not to make
too much noise.

While shoving his finger in and out of the young boy's rectum, he reached
around to fondle his cock, laughing and making jokes about what a little
cock he had. After fully finger fucking young Donnie, he turned him back
around to face him and forced Donnie to his knees. Donnie was crying,
begging Nathan to stop, his entire chest flushed red.


Nathan dropped his jeans and underwear exposing his hard cock and thick
bush of brown pubic hairs.


"Like it?" Nathan asked? All Donnie could do was mumble. "LOOK AT IT!"
Nathan demanded, as the older boy pointed his face towards his genitals.

It looked huge, but was really only slightly over 5" long; not fat for a
boy his age, but certainly thicker than Jedi. Donnie did admire the thick
brown bush Nathan had grown, and wished he wasn't seeing it this way. His
balls were very small, but still hairless – his scrotum barely visible.

"Lick my nuts," Nathan ordered. "I'm sure it won't be your first time."

Donnie sobbed and begged but Nathan pushed his face below his cock. Donnie
reluctantly began to lick his balls, sobbing all along.,

"Please Nathan, please don't." But Nathan just shoved his face closer, then
grabbed Red by the hair and pulled his head back.

"My cock," Nathan ordered, "My cock or I'll beat your ass and throw you in
these bushes. They won't find you till tomorrow."

Terrified, Donnie did as he was told. Tears pouring out of his eyes, he
opened his mouth as wide as he could to put the head of Nathan's cock into
his mouth. Nathan took him by the hair to try to make him go deeper but it
was impossible.

"Fuck you, little fag, you can't even suck a cock." Nathan grabbed Red by
his underarms and raised him to his feet, then yanking him around so his
back was to Nathan.

Nathan pushed him over at the waist and began to poke his large head around
Red's hole.

"NO NO PLEASE! I CANNOT TAKE IT!" Red screamed, but not before Nathan had
pushed his huge cockhead into the boy's tight rectum.

"STOP! I BEG YOU!"

Nathan got a few strokes, never all the way in, when suddenly the door
opened and a teacher shouted out "Is anyone out here? You best not be! Come
forth."

Pulling up his pants and ordering Donnie to do the same, Nathan made it
clear Donnie better not say a word. They went around a corner hidden by
bushes, and Nathan said, "HI Mrs. Beckel, it's just me and Donnie. He was
telling me all about the fair last night."

"Very well. Now go to lunch. GO GO," she said, never taking a second glance
at the red faced, tear streaked face of the younger boy. They separated but
went to the same cafeteria for food, although Donnie couldn't eat a
bite. For the rest of the day he just waited for school to be over so he
could be back safe with his Papa and Jedi on the midway. His whole life had
turned upside down. He never wanted to go to that school again, because he
knew he would kill Nathan if he saw him again. Donnie was a master at
cleaning pigs, chickens, rabbits – Taking down Nathan, skinning and
gutting and preparing him for the grill would be a walk in the park. Hell,
he could do it all while riding a horse, he thought, justice seething
through his veins.

The scariest part of Donnie's thoughts were they were not hyperbole. He
could do it and serve up Nathan as BBQ for his Papa, Ashak, Jedi, and a
half dozen others on the midway.

He left his lunch and went to the office, asking the headmistress to call
his Papa to come get him. He was sick, and would not go back to class.

Mrs. Davis made the call, as Donnie never requested such a thing. She knew
something was wrong, but also knew she couldn't help him, other than
getting his Papa to pick him up, as quickly as possible.

Less than ten minutes later Papa's truck screamed into the parking lot,
stopping in front of the office. His son came out, and he knew something
horrible had happened. Boo climbed in, tearful but trying desperately not
to cry, and could only look down at his knees.

"Son," Papa said, "You know how much I love you. And you know there is
never anything you could do to change my love for you. And I support you in
whatever path you choose. And Boo," Papa finished, "you know I will not try
to force you to tell me what happened at school. I trust, when you are
ready, you will share with me, ok?" Papa reached over to touch Boo's hand,
and when he did, Boo took his Papa's hand and squeezed it harder than ever
before, telling his Papa all he needed to know.

Papa glanced over with a smile on his face.

"Home, or midway?" he asked.

Between tears Boo made eye contact with his Papa.

"Midway," he responded, and they held hands tighter than before.

"Yes son, you need Jedidiah."

On the way to the midway, Papa pulled into a convenience store and got an
apple juice for Boo (his favorite) but more importantly two cell phones,
one for each of them.

Once they pulled up in front of the ticket stand, he stopped the truck and
set up both phones. Making sure each had the other's phone number, Papa
looked at Boo with the most serious look Boo had ever seen.

"Boo, this is more serious than anything ever." He said. "You keep my
number always, son. I am always here. And if I call you, you must promise
to answer."

"Of course Papa."

"I mean it," Papa said sternly. "I MEAN IT."

Startled with the seriousness he had never seen before, he agreed.

"I promise Papa, I promise. We are one call away, forever."

Papa reached over to hug him and Boo met him halfway. Papa hugged him
tighter than ever.

"You call when you are ready. Jedi and Ashak are also welcome."

 Boo smiled back at his Papa, as if to say `thanks.'

Although it was barely 12:30 and the midway didn't open until 2, Papa
nevertheless dropped his Boo off at the gate. He had his badge, after all,
so he could get inside the gate, and Papa, having gotten to know Ashak,
knew his Boo, or Red, would be watched after carefully – not by one or
two people, but by dozens of carneys,

Red got out of the truck and headed toward the ticket booth. He was greeted
by a woman named Ruth who was happy to see him, then onto the midway.

As Red continued, a lot of the barkers and ride jockeys shouted hello to
him. He tried his best to put on a kind face, but he still had so much pain
in his rectum. He smiled and waved at the ones setting up their rides for
the night. He made a point of saying hello to TipTop when he passed the
Ferris Wheel, and to PreacherMan when he passed the Haunted House. He was
confused to find the way through to the back side of the fair. PreacherMan
noticed his confusion, and came down to talk to him.

"Red, what's up? Awesome feather, by the way. You must be very special to
Jedi; nobody gets one of those"

Red looked up and smiled, "Thank you."

"You look kind of down today. And you seemed to have such a good time last
night! Anything I can do lil guy?"

Red held back the tears at first, but when PreacherMan put his ample arms
around him and held him tight, Red let the flood go.

"There, there," Preacher said, "You just let it go. Don't hold it in. You
are safe here."

Preacher held the boy tight and led him over to the Haunted House, sitting
side by side on the steps leading up to the ride. He never asked Red to
explain, just held him and made sure the boy was comfortable.

Preacher was a large man, and held Red tight while the boy leaned into his
large chest and let out all the tears he could, reliving what had happened
to him that day. Sooner or later, the sobs began to subside, and Red put
his right arm around Preachers large stomach.

"Thanks Preach." Red said. "I didn't know I needed you as much as I did."

"Hey, kiddo, I am always here for you. Always. You can come to me anytime,
even if you don't think you need a big ole bear," Preacher said with a
smile. "I'm always here to take down some cowardly cub that comes your
way."

Red looked up at Preacher and didn't have to thank him. The words were
written all over his face.

"I'm thinking you need to see Jedidiah right now. Can I take you to him?"

Sniffling, Red said "Yes sir, but let me wipe my face, and get stronger,
ok? Just give me a few minutes."

"I think the time is now," Preacher said, "You must share your pain with
Jedidiah. Only sharing with him can help you go through it." Standing up,
taking Red by the hand, he led him through one of the passageways that led
to the back lot. "You must not hold back, Red. Whatever has hurt you, the
love Jedidiah has for you, and you for him, will help."

Donnie was shocked at the way Preacher talked. Love? How did he know? But
there was no time to ponder it. Preach rang a bell in a certain sequence
and in less than a minute Jedi came running, shocked to see Red standing
there.


"Here you go Red, now go with Jedidiah, and know I am always here for you,"
and with that Preacher disappeared back to the front.

For a second, Jedi stood looking at Red, wondering what in the hell had
happened in the last 5 hours. Seeing that his lover was in distress, he
lurched forward to hold him as Red melted in his arms.

"Come, come," Jedi said, leading Red to his trailer. When they got there,
his Noosh could see the pain in Red's eyes, and made himself scarce after
giving Red a hug and reassurance he was now part of Cherokee Nation, and on
the midway where all would stand up for him, and once accepted, nothing
could interfere.

Jedi and Red sat down inside and mostly held each other. Eventually, Red
began to give a skeleton version of what had happened. He didn't say
anything about what Nathan did to his butthole, but only the way the older
boy had beat him up.

Jedi knew there was much more going on, so he told Red he had to run to the
Zipper to talk to his Noosh. He wanted permission to have the night off –
and tonight was Friday night, so Jedi knew he was asking a lot – but
Ashak knew just as well that this was an important night concerning the
pain Red was going through, so he blessed his son to take care of his
beloved for as long as it took. They kissed and hugged, and Jedi was off to
heal his friend.

Red was resting when Jedi returned, so he began to gather everything
necessary to sustain them for several days; skins for a teepee, lantern,
pots for cooking over a fire, some canned beans, and a 22 rifle he trusted
Red would know how to use. He took his bow and arrow, some beef jerky, and
BurningMan, a guy with a food truck who seemed to be unable to take the
meat OFF the grill, offered plenty of raw venison. Jedi had knives to skin
critters, anything he could think of to keep both he and Red safe for as
many days as it took for Red to heal.

Once he got everything together, it was getting close to 3:00, the fair
barely opening.

Jedi woke Red, and told him to follow. Once outside the small trailer, Red
saw two huge backpacks. Jedi told Red to turn around and spread his
arms. Once he did, Jedi put the smaller backpack on him. He didn't fall
down, although he almost did, and they both smiled at each other. Then Jedi
asked Red to help to put on his own much heavier backpack.

Red did not question what was going on; he trusted Jedi, and would have
followed him anywhere he led. They headed away from the midway and towards
a forest about 50 yards behind the backside of the carney's living
areas. Red was confused, but followed nonetheless.

"Are we going into the woods?' Red asked.

"Yes, to camp, will be safe, I protect you."

"I trust you Jedi, just give me one minute," and he called his Papa with
his new cellphone to tell him where he was and where he was going, and may
be for the weekend. His Papa, although not knowing what had happened to him
on that Friday, knew only Jedidiah could sooth him, so he gave his
blessing, and made sure Boo would call him if he needed, and he would go to
the fair to check in with Ashak later that night.

INTO THE WOODS

Roughly 20 or 30 feet into the woods, far enough that the past was not
visible, Jedi turned to face Red. All it took was the sincere look of love
on Jedi's face, and Red couldn't help but break down yet again. He felt he
had been used, and abused, and wasn't clean anymore for the one person he
finally loved, but he couldn't, wouldn't, tell it. He just looked down as
the young Cherokee held his face, and kissed his tears, left to right, and
held him tight.

Jedi held the face of Red and looked at him intently, pulling the feather
he had put in Red's hair that morning so Red could see it.

"You are welcome in Cherokee Nation," he said. "Tonight you will become
blood of Cherokee. You have protection. You were saved today?"

"Well, yes, I guess."

"You are safe Red. You are protected by Mother Earth and the whole nation,
always. Must believe. Come, boyfriend," Jedi said, "We make a home out here
for as long as it takes."

Boyfriend? Wow. That sounded so awesome to Red. He owned it immediately and
also owned Jedi as his own `boyfriend.' Geez, he had never thought of such
a thing, and now it felt so natural. And knowing he belonged to a larger
family than he and his Papa gave him a lot of security, knowing his Papa
may need more help later than only he could offer.

Within an hour, Jedi had led Red to a fast running stream about 20 feet
across. 10 or 20 yards upstream was a waterfall, about 15 feet high. The
stream wasn't more than waist high, but the water was crystal clear, with
plenty of fish for food. So this is where they would make a home for the
next few days. Outdoor living off the land was a situation both boys shared
with equal comfort.

Taking off their backpacks, Jedi instructed Red to sit on a log and rest,
and not spy on his work. Then Jedi set about work building a Teepee, making
a fire pit (in modern times not at the center of the hut, but outside,)
hanging some venison from a make-shift rack high enough over the fire to
smoke it, unlike BurningMan's method.

Continuing his work like a mother hen, Jedi finished up the inside of their
home to make it comfortable for his lover, placing plenty of bear skin rugs
on the floor. By the time it was mostly built, the teepee stood almost 15
feet high, and the diameter of the floor was double. In other words, it was
huge. Then Jedi began to decorate for his lover.

He pinned the dirty overalls they had worn the night they met, and the cum
stained white t-shirts on the skin inside their new home. Also the
underwear they had worn, and the pajama bottoms they had gotten dirty
rolling around while watching the sun come up earlier this morning. A flyer
from the fair, showing the Zipper, the Haunted Mansion, and the Ferris
Wheel was also pinned inside the teepee. All of these items surrounded the
interior which gave it an almost carnival like atmosphere. He hoped Red
would love it, but he had one thing left to do.

He went outside and saw Red still sitting obediently on the log, facing the
woods instead of the teepee. He truly had no idea what his boyfriend was
doing, but he knew Jedi wanted to surprise him, and he certainly needed a
surprise, so he sat quietly (hoping any little noise would help him
decipher the goings on behind him.)

"Don't be afraid, Red," Jedi cautioned, "but I have surprise. Must cover
your eyes.  I trust you not to take off, and wait for my return. Will take
5 minutes, maybe less. Please don't spoil surprise." Jedi pleaded.

"You know I trust you Jedi, I will not take off the blindfold, but go
... go ... go. You know how scared I am now."

"Jedi, you know how scared I am, don't you?"

But Jedi was already gone like a flash, as silent as a cat, and Red had a
big grin at how awesome his . . . boyfriend . . . was. That word was coming
more easily every time he thought or said it out loud.

Unbeknownst to Red, Jedi had been very busy while his boy was napping. He
had run through the woods out back to find the perfect spot, cut enough
thin limbs to make a tall teepee, and once that was done, he made another
trip for bear skin rugs. Once done, his only other task was easily taken
care of. He ran back to the trailer behind the midway for one last trip,
and then returned to wake Red, and begin the journey he had so carefully
planned, step by step. He was going to make sure his true love would
recover from whatever had happened and make him feel safe forever.

As quickly as Jedi vanished, he returned, kissing Red on the back of his
neck. They both stood, facing each other, Jedi moving to an opposite side
of the fire. Red was mesmerized by the teepee, and his boyfriend standing
in front of it.

The fire Jedi had built earlier was now a well burning fire pit, and dusk
was coming. Looking at Red, across from the fire, he took off all his
clothes and threw them into the fire.

"Now your turn."

For the first time in front of Jedi, Red hesitated.

"Today we start as babies," Jedi told him. "New to mother earth and new to
each other. "We enter this new phase the same as we came into this
earth. With nothing to hold us back. No shame, no pain, just together.

Red trembled, thinking of the way Nathan had stripped and humiliated his
immature body earlier. He lowered his head, but stopped himself from
sobbing openly.

"Red, you must heal. Face me, lover. You have beautiful body. Let's do this
together. I nervous too, but trust you."

Red looked up shyly and stripped down, throwing his clothes into the
fire. Jedi knew something had gone badly wrong at school for Red, and he
had to know what, also knowing it would only come out with patience and
understanding. Jedi thought he may have seen something red on the white
underwear Red had tossed into the fire, but he let it go.

Jedi reached into a bag he held close to himself and pulled out two pairs
of bright white briefs. Tossing one to Red, he put the other on
himself. Red smiled and pulled on his own pair, feeling better
already. Jedi held out his hand to Red, with a questioning look on his
face, and Red slowly made his way around the fire to join his boyfriend.

"Come see our home, made just for us."

Jedi led Red and opened the front of the teepee. When Red entered he could
hardly breathe. He had never seen anything so magnificent in his life
. . . and all of the personal items of him and Jedi. Over in a corner was a
bear skin, and Red figured it was a place to sit.

But Jedi beat him to it.

"For you, Red," he said as he pulled off the skin and who else but the huge
Pooh Bear was sitting there, seeming to smile at both of them.

Red squealed and couldn't help jumping up and down and laughing his ass
off. He grabbed Jedi around the waist and danced around the tall teepee. He
kept on until they collapsed from exhaustion, both landing on the ample
belly of Pooh.

Red looked at Jedi in amazement.

"I love you Jedidiah," he said, finally pronouncing his name.

"And I love you too," Jedi said, "I always will."

Jedi laid him down on this back on the incredibly soft fur. He straddled
him and kissed him and raised his arms to gently kiss the short damp hairs
in his pits. He kissed his neck, and made his way down to his belly button.

Then he looked up at Red and confessed that the only things he had ever
done with a boy, was with Red.

When he touched him on the rides, he confessed, it was because he thought
Red wouldn't mind, or beat him up, and he was afraid he would never see
Donnie again, so he took the chance. But he still had many questions and
many things he wanted to look at closely, with no judgement. He wanted to
take the white briefs off of Red, and study his body as closely as
possible. He wanted to touch every armpit and pubic hair.

"Let's do this," Jedi said. "I need you."

"OK, but only the front," Red said, continuing to try to hide what had
happened.

Jedi, trembling with excitement, lowered Red's underwear to just below his
scrotum, the set about looking closely at and touching the short white
little hairs at his groin and pits. He leaned in to smell his boy,
promising to wash him in the waterfall the next morning. But he sucked in
as much breath as he could of the boy's sweaty pits, and then down to the
soft scrotum.

Although his balls, too, needed to be washed, the scent was amazing, and
Jedi couldn't help but taste them, licking at first, then putting one at a
time in his mouth and washing it around.

He could tell Red was getting a bit uncomfortable so he stopped, and
fondled the little erection before lowering his underwear down to his
feet. Red desperately tried to stop him, but it was too late. Jedi had
already seen slight blood signs in the bottom of Red's underwear.

Jedi, looking down, asked "WHAT?"

Red covered his face and began to cry.

Suddenly the import of what may have happened to his young love hit Jedi
like a brick. He lay on top of Red, rolling them over, and holding him
tightly, whispering in his ear that he was safe. He reached over and
grabbed a medicine bag. Doing his best not to embarrass Red further, he
raised his knees and spread them just a little. All the while Red kept his
face covered with his arms.

Jedi put some herbs in warm water and let them sit while he gathered some
clean cloth.

Not wanting to invade Red's privacy more than necessary, he told his lover
to slightly raise his legs. This gave Jedi a bit closer look. The rectum
was swollen with dried blood surrounding the orifice.

Jedi gently used damp cloth to clean the anus, then applied the warm wet
herbs tightly against the hole. Red squirmed a bit, but Jedi comforted him.

"We are close, love, hang in."

Jedi had to forcefully form the herbs around Red's rectum, but once that
was done, he placed warm damp and then dry cloth surrounding the wound. To
finish, he put a very tight pair of white underpants on his boy, and gently
kissed him on the cheek.

Jedi went outside and brought back some cold water and smoked venison.

"Hungry?" They both giggled and ate like they never had food before.

"You start heal now. We must rest."

He held Red close and yet again they fell asleep almost at the same time.