Date: Sun, 28 Feb 2016 06:04:20 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Thse Ahns Boys 21

The sexual energy from before had been bled off due to the dramatic events
of the past half hour. Kwiana and the boys had gotten their gear unpacked
and a camp set up alongside the river. The teen sought me out where I was
sitting talking with Gregory in the Parlor car. Gus had moved it to a
siding so as not to block the tracks but of course it would sit at idle in
order to keep the air conditioning as well as other systems running.
Fortunately we were shaded by magnificently huge leafy trees which helped
deflect some of the heat from the sun.

"This is rather comfortable Lucian," he said, "Although I prefer being
under the sky." I agreed with the boy in part. Despite having asked him the
question not 30 minutes before I said,

"So, is there any threat that Tucker and his gang will come back Kwiana?"
The boy shook his head.

"There is always a chance but I believe to be very slim. He knows that I
meant what I said about what I'd do if I caught any of his men. He and his
men also know that they don't stand a chance against me in the dark. Plus,
they have no idea how many of us there are. He knows that it isn't a large
force or things wouldn't have gone as far as they did but still he isn't
likely to take a chance. More importantly his men wouldn't follow any order
to try and double back in the dark. Add to that the fact that 2 of them are
suffering from serious arrow wounds, one from dog bites and 1 may have a
fractured jaw thanks to your man's kick. No, I would stake my life on the
fact that our lives are quite safe."

"Okay then, I'll leave it at that," I said. "So what's the next step?" The
boy chuckled.

"Well, Little Grouse is very determined in his quest to have you mount him.
Honestly, I wouldn't mind having a go at it myself. It seems that your boys
are as easily excited as mine so I would guess that they all have plans to
engage in debauchery for as long as we'll let them. I see no reason to
interfere with their plans. That's the boys; what about the men?"

I explained the situation to Kwiana, including AJ's place in it all as well
as Gregory's and my cook staff. I further explained the two adult engineers
were aware of our behaviors and were most likely playing hide the weenie
with the boy crew and I had no problem with that. I assumed that the boy
crew was more than interested in playing with my boys and in fact Cain had
told me that he wanted to be with me. That said, I didn't know how many if
any of the boys would be willing to engage with Gus or Max so that posed a
slight problem as I didn't want or need any hurt feelings.

"Yes, I see where that could pose a problem." He paused then took a left
turn.

"I was planning on hunting for this evenings' meal but it's too late in the
day for that so I'll leave before first light in the morning. How do you
feel about salmon for supper," he asked.

"How do you feel about us feeding you lunch and providing side dishes for
salmon," I asked putting it back on him. Kwiana said that sounded fine to
him. I called Darius on the intercom, told him the plan and he informed me
that he planned lunch for the entire crowd and it would be ready in 20
minutes.

 Kwiana had gotten up to leave and I followed just as Gus came through the
parlor door.

"Ah; Lucian," he said, the train is secured so with your permission Max and
I would like to bathe." I told my engineer what the plans were and that
lunch would be ready soon and got a head nod. Kwiana and I left the car
while Gus went into the crew car both to get Max and to let the crew boys
off duty.

Kwiana stepped off the train to be greeting by one of the dogs. The teen
spoke to him softy and the dog offered a little yip. "His name is Juniper
because I found him abandon under a Juniper tree when he was quite young. I
nursed him to life and he's been at my side ever since.

We headed down to the river where all the boys were gathered around the
Indian's small encampment. As both Kwiana and I had requested they were
fully clothed and not sexually engaged with each other. It turned out that
all of the boys spoke English well enough to get by but not with the same
fluidity that their young leader did. It was typical for the people of
their tribe to not speak English when around whites in order to claim
ignorance in many Indian white interactions.

"Hey Lucian," Jamon said by way of greeting. "Nacoma says he'll teach us
how to shoot a bow." The boy in question was the next one down in age from
Kwiana.

"Gregory said he'd show them how to shoot rifles," Jessie said. Gregory was
off one side and a head nod indicated that he had indeed made the offer.

"Darius will have lunch ready in a very short bit so how about if discuss
it afterwards."

Max and Gus came down onto the beach and immediately stripped naked and
went into the river to bathe

"Nice body for a grey hair." One of the boy commended and he was correct.
For a guy his age Gus had a very tight body. Nice cock too which didn't go
unnoticed by either Matty or Frankie. Max wasn't any slouch either. At 35
in he was probably in the best shape of his life, slender and wiry muscled.
His cock would go about 6 to 6½ when filled with blood.

The boy who had commented was called Rider. I couldn't pronounce his name
in Comanche but a close translation would be Wind Rider. He was one of the
mid-range Indian boys that just about a year or into puberty, a small patch
of pitch black hair at the base of his cock.

We talked a little more before Jenkins came down to the end of the trail to
let us know that lunch was ready. We all got up and headed back up to the
train but by that time Gus and Jim were starting out of the water and Gus
stopped me.

"I have a question Lucian, if you don't mind." I stopped and waited. "Well
it seems pretty clear that the boys all have a desire to play together, as
it were. In fact Cain has mentioned casually that he would like to share
your bed. So the big question is where do Max and I fit into the scheme of
things?"

"I understand your concern Gus. The fact is that neither AJ nor I instigate
encounters with the boys. Well, except for Willy and AJ. I'm sure it's
clear that they are lovers so yes, AJ does initiate with his lover but
aside from that we don't. It's all up to the boys. They choose who they
want to partner with at any given time. That said, I'll tell you that one
of the Indian boys commented on you and Max when you were getting undressed
and a couple of my boys did as well. I suspect that neither you nor Max
will be left out."

"Thank you Lucian, I appreciate your listening to me." I headed up the
trail and as I cleared the trail head I saw all the boys along with AJ and
Gregory gathered loosely around the dining car. As I approached Jenkins
came down the steps with a huge tray stacked with sandwiches cut in
half. Right behind him came Darius carrying two gallon Dewar Flasks which I
assumed to be filled with lemonade. We had taken to using the insulated
flasks at most meals because of their size but also because it kept the
liquid inside hot or cold depending on what it was.

"Who is saying grace," I asked as I approached the group.

"I would be honored Lucian," Kwiana said. Everyone circled and held hands
and I got my first experience with Native prayer. Kwiana first paid homage
to all 2 legged, 4 legged, winged and finned creatures before thanking
creator for all of their good fortune, their luck in meeting such honorable
hosts, for the food that was provided and asked for creator to continue to
watch and guide us all throughout the day and into the next one. All in all
it was about a 30 second speech.

My boys waited until our guests had taken a half sandwich, having a choice
of p b & J, tuna and horse cock. The latter was a slang term for bologna
which at the time came in 2 foot logs that were as big around as a large
saucer. As they began to eat Darius came out with paper cups and a gigantic
bowl of potato chips, much to the delight of our guests. He also brought a
large saucepan filled with canned peaches, the best we could do for fruit
at that stage of our journey.

Gus and Max joined us as the boys were sitting down to eat and I was
pleased to see that Rider and chosen to move and sit next to Gus and much
to my surprise Gideon joined him. My little blackbird had commented more
than once that he liked Gus and both AJ and I thought that part of it was
his grandfather image but also the fact that he ran the train. Another
surprise was that Jamon had chosen to move next to Max and was joined by
Mathias. Whether or not the moves were a prelude to extracurricular
activities remained to be seen but regardless the men had company.

Of course Little Grouse was all but in my lap and Kwiana chose to sit on my
other side. While we ate Kwiana talked some about his life, his desire to
live his life as a native man but knowing that it would likely be a life of
poverty.

"I know that I am going to have to make my way in the white world Lucian, I
just don't know what that might mean." We talked about options of which he
was limited in. He had no money, no family with money and bureau of Indian
Affairs wasn't likely to help him out in any way shape or form. What he had
was a keen intellect and a drive to succeed and to excel. We would have
more discussions before my crew and I departed AJ and I would provide the
boy with more options and some possible solutions.

As lunch wound down all of the boys declared they were stuffed and a few of
them declared that a nap was in order and that included me. Kwiana asked if
the boys were allowed to ride the horses and I told him that it was their
choice. The Indian boys were very curious about our living arrangements so
Willy and Jessie gave them a tour of our humble home on wheels. When I
declared that I was going to lie down Little Grouse asked if he would be
able to join me and I told him he needed to clear that with Kwiana, which
he did. The boy returned back to where I stood, offered me a signature grin
as he approached, his white teeth a direct contrast to his brown skin tone.

I had the boy follow me up the stairs to my master suite. The king sized
bed took up a third of the space and was on the right side or forward side
of the space.  My private bath and closet was in the left side or rear
facing side. There was a small sitting area at the foot of the bed, 2
chairs and a small table.

Since the beginning of the trip each of the boys had spent at least two
nights in my bed although not back to back. They loved it up there,
especially in the day time because they could see where we were going. I
began to take my clothing off and put it away while Little Grouse
practically just dropped his breech lout and stood waiting for me so when I
turned back toward my bed the boy was standing there, fully naked and about
half way hard. He stepped up to me.

"So nice a spear," he said, "Best I see." He reached out and took hold of
my flaccid cock and hefted it, held it, squeezed it and felt it grow in his
small hand. I allowed the boy about a half minute of exploration before I
stepped away from him, pulling my cock from his small hand. I then took his
hand and led him to the bed where I climbed on and he followed and I
brought him close to me.

"You like kiss?" Little Grouse nodded his head before moving it closer to
mine. When he kissed me it was little pecks because he was not yet totally
comfortable with the process. I elected to gently move the boy onto his
back so that I was above him and then we kissed. The position was much
better for him and I controlled my head angle to coincide with his. It only
took about a half minute before the Indian boy got into it.

Little Grouse put his arms around my neck, as much to do something with
them as anything else and within second he began kissing with a fury. I
gently pushed my tongue into his and the boy turned his head away and had a
perplexed look on his face.

"Why do this," he asked, clearly confused.

"It is part of kissing. When you do it for a bit you get to like it," I
told him, working to keep the language simple for him. We tried it again
and the boy gave it some effort but pulled away and said he didn't like
it. I figured that he probably wasn't going to be much for foreplay and
that was fine with me. I did however nuzzle his neck causing him to giggle
and try to get away yet open his neck up for more which I dutifully gave
him.

It wouldn't do but the boy wanted to play with my dick so I lay on my back
and let him have his way with me. Little Grouse draped himself across my
belly, took hold of my cock and went about licking all over the swollen
head. I couldn't actually see what he was doing but I certainly could feel
it. He gently stroked me as he suckled and I could hear him moan softly to
himself as he worked.

Since he was perpendicular to my body and his back was to me, so then was
his tender brown butt and I have to say that his butt was indeed tender and
sweet. I reached out and rubbed gently on the firm cheeks and slightly into
the cleft that separated them. The young native boy didn't waste a moment
but moved his top leg and placed the foot flat on the bed to open himself
up for me.

In rubbing his butt I allowed my hand and fingers to stray farther inward,
the finger slipping into the crack but just missing his puckered little
hole. Instead they moved onward and ran into his balls, the soft eggs
resting on his inner thigh. I got my fingers around the sac and gently
pulled on his balls causing him to moan a little louder. He also moved his
lower body backwards a little more which gave be even better access to his
butt, balls and his cock.

I finally managed to stop and turn to me and with further motions got him
turned around so I had access to his boy parts and he mine. We snuggled in
close to each other and while Grouse went back to work on my cock I started
work on his.

Little Grouse sported a decent cock for a little guy. Roughly the size of
Tobias' cock and balls or slightly smaller. Regardless they were perfect
and I took to them immediately, engulphing the cock in my mouth and causing
the boy to gasp loudly. I wrapped an arm around his slender little butt and
pulled him to me and in moments the young, compact Indian boy was humping
against my face. His boy aroma flooded my nostrils and spurred to keep his
cock deep in my throat while my tongue worked his sensitive cock head like
a sponge on a dirty plate.

At the other end the boy doing a very credible job on my cock, alternating
between sucking and licking the head and shaft. It was he that broke it all
over. He turned and moved back up into my arms for more kissing and this
time he thrust his tongue into my mouth and of course, I didn't turn away
but allowed my tongue to answer the challenge. My hand was on his tender
little ass and my fingers found their way between the cheeks to rub on his
puckered little hole. That seemed to drive the boy crazy, causing him to
moan loudly and kiss me with even more fervor. Once again, Little Grouse
was the one to break away. He looked at me with eyes all but closed in
lust.

"We ride wild pony now, you must." I took that to mean that he wanted to
fuck and he wanted it right now. I reached into a hidey hole in the
headboard and pulled out a tube of KY and a towel. I quickly smeared my
cock head and a couple inches of the shaft then moved my hand toward the
boy. Little Grouse knew what the story was and pulled his legs back, hold
them behind the knees. I had wanted to rim the boy but now wasn't the
time. I slathered his hole, slipping a finger up inside the tight muscle
and causing yet another low groan. I finger fucked the young native boy for
a good half minute before he stopped me and pointed to my raging hard
cock. For him, it was time.

I got into position but he stopped me and rolled onto his hands and knees
and dropped his upper body onto the bed with his little brown ass in the
air. As I got in close I heard a rifle shot in the distance, a 5 second
pause and then another one. I didn't give it a second thought, figuring
that one of the adults was supervising rifle practice, something that
Gregory insisted on whenever possible.

As I got closer the boy reached behind and pulled one of his little butt
cheeks open, making access to his little Indian pussy a little easier, not
that I needed it. I began rubbing my cock head around his hole and gently
probing into it, not really trying to inside. I poked as his tender
hairless balls hanging below the target area then went back to his
hole. This time I stayed there and pushed.

Typically, unless one forces it, entering a young boy takes a little time
and a little probing which is good for both parties. Typically for the boy
it often helps raise his heat level in anticipation of getting his little
asshole fucked. It also tends to prepare said hole a little more. Be that
as it may it took about 30 seconds before his muscle gave way and allowed
me inside and as soon as I was, I stopped cold.

Little Grouse moaned and chattered something in Comanche that I took to
mean hold up a second and let my butthole adjust. I stayed thusly for
another 30 seconds before he chattered something else and used his hand to
signal for me to go ahead. I watched intently, as always, as inch after
thick inch of my hungry hard cock slid past his muscle to lodge in his
bowels, the boy moaning softly as I filled him. I stopped about half way
and pulled out a little bit then went back to it, inserting another couple
inches then repeated that process. It took about a minute or so before my
pubic hair was pressed against his butt cheeks.

I started the process, my hands holding onto the boys' narrow hips, pulling
out about half way before going back inside the tight warm depths of his
preteen boys' body. You'd think that with my experience and the fact that I
had 8 or 9 boys at my disposal 24 hours a day, that there wouldn't be much
difference in fucking the Indian boy but that was not the case.

Each time I'm with a new boy it creates all of the feelings from when I was
younger and inexperienced. Each boy has his own nuances, mannerisms and the
like. Despite the fact that an asshole is an asshole and they all look
pretty much alike, all those other things worked to create a unique
experience. Plus there was the fact that he was a native boy, something
totally new to me. I wanted his time with me to be memorable for him so to
that end I wanted to love him to the best of my ability. Not that I didn't
usually do that but, I think you know what I mean.

I began to fuck Little Grouse hard, hammering his tight little asshole. For
his part the boy was moaning loudly and offering comments but all in
Comanche so I didn't understand a word. He did seem to be wiggling his
tender little butt as well as seeming to rock back into my thrusts as if to
drive me deeper into his body.  I pulled him tight to me and moved my own
ass in circles, grinding my body against his and then him hard again. He
tried looking over his shoulders at me but couldn't quite make, as much for
the ongoing movement as anything else. I decided that I wanted to try a
different position and stopped movement.

"I move," I told him then slowly began to push the boy, conveying to him
that I wanted him to lay flat on the bed, which he understand and we both
lowered ourselves onto the bed, my cock still buried deep inside of
him. Once he was there I braced myself. I moved my legs outward which
forced Little Grouse to do the same and then I began to fuck him.

It took a little time to get the young boy back up into a fog of hotness
and when I did moaned softly as I drove in and out of his tight hole,
stuffing almost 9 inches of man cock up his little butt. I wasn't
interested in staying there that long, just enough to get him going. Since
I was there I lowered my upper body enough to be able to kiss the boys'
neck, which I did, causing him to shiver violently from the new feelings
that ripped through his preteen body. I fucked Little Grouse thusly for
maybe 2 minutes before I moved again.

I started to roll onto my side, leveraging a hand under his hip and pulling
as I moved. Once again it only took the boy a moment before he knew what I
wanted and he started to expend some energy toward that end.  I managed to
get on my side and the boy went with me, doing his part to keep us
connected. Once there, I did a little bit of re-arranging of my body and
then his.

On our sides, I was holding the boy and still driving into him from
behind. This wasn't a position that worked well unless the fucker has a
long cock. I did, so it worked out fine. One arm was under his head,
cradling it and the other arm was wrapped over his side and gently holding
his belly, keeping him close as I fucked him.

Little Grouse surprised me and brought his top leg backwards and draped it
over my hip which opened his groin for me. I moved my hand down and cupped
his cock and his balls and continued to drive in and out of the boy. He
moaned softly as I loved him, and when I kissed his neck he turned his head
backwards then tried to turn his upper body enough so that we could kiss.

I decided that I wanted to fuck the boy good and proper, like a boy should
be fucked, which was on his back. I gently pulled out of him and of course
the expression on his smooth brown face was questioning. As I moved I
tugged on his leg, getting him to move onto his back so I could move
between his slender coltish legs.

As soon as Little Grouse realized what I was doing he smiled and pulled his
legs back for me. I got into position and pushed my cock head back inside
the boy with little to no fanfare. I then put my arms under his legs,
leaned forward and put my hands on the bed and slid the rest of my cock all
the way inside of him until my hairs were against his butt.

His eyes had been closed during the insertion but his facial expression
gave evidence of some of the feelings that were rushing through his preteen
body; pain, pleasure. When I stopped moving he opened his eyes and gave me
a lopsided grin; no different than any other boy that I'd fucked.

"How are you," I asked the boy.

"I full now," he said and patted his lower belly. "We ride now. You fuck
me."

 Fuck the youngling I certainly did. I began the process like I always do,
pulling out about a third to half way then sliding back inside of
him. Little Grouse rested his hands on my forearms to begin with but
eventually moved them to my side and back.  The young boy began moaning as
I fucked him up the ladder of hotness. I was managing to pull three
quarters of the way out of his tight little asshole before plunging back
in. He started whimper or grunt each time I bottomed out inside of him and
his eyes were all but rolled to the back of his head.

"Ride harder, ride harder," Little Grouse called out and while the words
were different than I'd heard before the meaning was still clear. I began
hammering the boy, slamming my cock into him with enough forced that the
sound of my balls smacking against his ass echoed in the smaller confines
of the bedroom.

"Aaiiieeee," he finally cried out. I felt his asshole grip my cock even
tighter and begin to spasm as he experienced his dry cum. It only took a
moment longer before I started filling his bowels with man sperm. I ground
my ass in circles while deep inside of him then went back to fucking him
hard but like all good orgasms it was over before either of us wanted it to
be.

I continued to move in and out of the boy albeit slowly until I finally
stopped. Little Grouse lay below me breathing heavily, his eyes closed but
the lids fluttering gently. He finally opened them and looked at me
although they were still half lidded. A huge grin split his brown face.

"Good ride, good ride sir," he said then moved his arms up around my
neck. I lowered my head and we kissed and this time the boy pushed his
tongue into my mouth.

"Put your legs around me," I said and mimed what I wanted him to do, which
he did. "Hold on," said and started to move. Little Grouse tightened his
grip with both sets of appendages and his eyes got wide as I started to
lift him up off the bed and then he giggled.

I moved to my knees then sat back on my haunches with the preteen native
boy impaled by my cock. Once we settle into that position he kissed me
again, this time longer and noticeably deeper and all the while moaning
softly. I ran my hands up and down his back and onto his tender tiny butt
to knead the fleshy but firm cheeks. I allowed my fingers to move in
underneath to feel my balls to explore the rim of his hole where my cock
disappeared inside his young body. That seemed to cause more moaning.

"This nice," Little Grouse said after breaking the kiss, our faces still
only inches apart.

"Oh, you like," I asked with a soft smile. He nodded his head.

"Very like; first time do," he said. Well then, nothing like teaching a
native boy new tricks to try out later with his friends. Little Grouse
reached behind and underneath to explore where my fingers had already
been. When he brought his hands back forward he leaned into me then took a
moment to adjust his legs so that they were under him and not sticking out
in front him and behind me. That done Little Grouse gently pushed me onto
my back with a big smile on is brown face.

"Now I ride you sir," he with a lascivious grin. The boy leaned his hands
on my chest and began to move. He started by raising his tender little but
then dropping it back into place. That segued to grinding his ass against
my body, my cock. I watched his face change as intense feeling began
roaring through his body as he fucked himself up into a fog of hotness.

For my part I simply lay there in the beginning allowing the boy to have
his way with me as it were. But eventually his magic began to work on me
and he led me up the ladder of hotness right along with him. I finally
rested my hands on his hips or even the globes of his butt and began moving
my hips against him, meeting his thrusts with my own and thus creating even
more feeling for the both of us. I felt his compact body shudder more than
once as his body became awash in feeling.

Oohhh, Oohhh," he whimpered, along with words that I didn't
understand. About 5 minutes into the new position little Grouse began
crying out as his young body shook and vibrated. I reached down and took
hold of his bobbing boner and stroked him, jacking him off as he fucked me
and adding yet another layer of feeling to the young boys' experience.

I felt my body begin to change and knew that my orgasm wasn't far off. I
thrust my hips hard, ramming my cock up into the boy and causing him to
grunt with each thrust and then I was there right along with him.

"Oh fuck Little Grouse I said in a long low moan as my body began firing
globs of sperm up into his tight little asshole. The boy was practically
crying by that time but it didn't stop him from doing his best to meet my
thrusts and add to the pounding.

Little Grouse finally stopped and he stayed upright for a short bit. He
continue to move his little butt but not much. Finally he leaned forward
and kissed me then lay his body prone against mine. I held onto him, rubbed
his back and down onto his butt then back up again and finally letting my
arms settle for gently holding him. We lay there breathing heavy but not
moving for a good minute or more.

"You take me to you," he finally whispered, "I go with you." It had been
that good for the boy apparently, enough to make him willing to leave his
people. I didn't really think he was serious but without seeing his face I
couldn't be totally sure of that.

We cold both feel my cock beginning to shrink, both knew what was coming
and both moaned at the loss when it finally squished out of butt. Little
Grouse giggled like a girl then kissed me on the mouth and returned his
head to my shoulder. He finally moved, pointing to his butt so I grabbed a
small hand towel and put it between his legs to catch the sperm leaking out
of his freshly fucked asshole.

We lay there in each other's arms and drifted off to sleep. I woke some
time later with Little Grouse's mouth wrapped around my cock head. He must
have been at it for some time because I was fully hardened. The suckled me
deeply while his free hand cupped and fondled my heavy balls and all the
while I could hear him moaning softly to himself.

I elected to take over on my cock, wrapped my hand around the thick shaft
and began to jack off. Little Grouse took his hand away and went to work on
his own raging young boner while continuing to suckle me. There being
plenty of light in the room I could see everything. His young face was a
mask of concentration as the boy worked on the top quarter of my thick
swollen cock. He became so invested in what he was doing that he let his
own cock go. That wouldn't do as far as I was concerned.

I reached out to him and with some pantomiming had him move to his knees
perpendicular to me. I then reached between his dark hairless thighs, found
his stone hard young boner and began to jack him off. I didn't get a chance
to jack boys off very often, my crew always having something else on their
minds and in their hearts. I did enjoy it as well as missed it so was glad
for the opportunity to perform that function for the young Indian boy.

Little Grouse seemed more than satisfied with the turn of events. I was
using and underhand motion on the boy and reveled in the feelings of his
cock in my hand. He began to undulate his narrow hips and thus began
fucking my fist. I tightened and relaxed my grip on him causing the boy to
moan even louder. As I worked my own cock, and again, I didn't get the
chance to jack off very often, I felt the familiar tingling in my balls, at
the base of my cock and in my belly.

Aside from the joint exercise in the river barely 4 hours before, it had
been a long time since I'd had the pleasure of self-love. It was an
exercise that I missed, true enough, and as I stroked myself closer and
closer to orgasm it brought back more than a few memories of similar
excursion in my youth.

I hear Little Grouse begin to moan louder and two things became certain to
me. One was that the young boy was nearing his own orgasm and the second
was that he appeared to be dedicated to having me shoot my sperm into his
mouth. I had no qualms about doing so and in fact the idea seemed to spur
me onward.

A moment later Little Grouse groaned loudly, I felt his cock thicken
against my fingers and a moment later his body began shaking and me moaned
louder. He took his mouth from my swollen cock head and literally growled
as his body convulsed. That was all it took to push my body over the edge.

I felt the intense tingling start at the base of my cock, felt my cock
thicken against my grip and as Little Grouse turned his attention back to
my cock a torrent of sperm erupted from the tip and splattered the
youngling in the face. I swear to god he moaned even louder. As he lowered
his head he got splattered again but managed to get his mouth over the
spurting appendage before the 3rd jet of gooey reproductive juices.

"Oohhh fuck," I groaned as the warmth of his mouth returned to my cock
head. Of course I'd kept my foreskin retracted so as not to obstruct my
ejaculation so the boy was working on the very head, his lips sliding back
and forth over the sensitive ridge of my glans.

I felt the boys' body shiver and shake again and wondered if he'd
experienced the elusive second orgasm but didn't wonder long. I kept right
on jacking him off, he continue to fuck my first, and I continued to shot
globs of cum into his mouth, easily 7 squirts of the stuff if I wasn't
mistaken. It was quite a bit and I could see my sperm leaking out of his
mouth to run down the shaft of my cock. Good sweet Jesus it was a hot thing
to watch.

It finally ended. I continued to play with his smooth balls but left his
sensitive cock alone. I let go of my own cock but Little Grouse took over
again and continued to stroke for a minute then took his head away. He
lowered his head some then proceeded to rub the head and shaft against his
smooth face, all the while cooing softly to himself. He finally let go and
turned to face me. My sperm was mostly done running but still, globs of the
stuff was splattered all over his face.

"Is good sir," he said in a still husky voice, "Is so good your milk." He
went back to sucking me a little bit finally stopped and moved on to his
haunches. I handed him the towel to clean up, which he did, then lay back
in my arms. We didn't stay there long.

"Need to make water sir and.." he pointed to his tender little butt. The
boy needed to go to the bathroom. I was prepared to have him use my
facilities but he bounded out of bed and began to dress. I supposed that he
was more comfortable in the outdoors which I had no problem with. Being in
an enclosed environment with limited resources I preferred to use the
bathrooms as little as possible. As it was the boys peed from the moving
train, shooting their stream downward as much as possible to avoid it
splattering the sides of the rail cars.

I got up and dressed quickly then left with Little Grouse to find out just
what the rest of our crew, and his, was up to.