Date: Wed, 11 Jan 2017 02:54:49 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Ahn Boys 22

I left the parlor car and went in search of the boys which, given the gun
shots, was a relatively easy task. They were out in the scrub a good 200
feet from where were parked on the siding. Pony Boy had set up some targets
for the bows and Gregory had set up similar targets for the guns. The two
groups were separated by easily 100 feet and were facing in opposite
directions, all for safety purposes. I watched intently as Willie and Jamon
both raised bows and fired toward their targets, Willie hitting his and
Jamon barely missing his target. Pony Boy gave my 2 boys some pointers and
they gave it another try, Jamon doing much better that time around. Jessie
and Tobias were up next, accepting the bows from the other 2 boys.

A rifle shot took my attention and as I wandered in that direction I saw
Gregory helping Wind Rider shoulder the rifle. A moment later a shot rang
out and I saw dirt splatter a good 10 feet from the target which was a
large but battered piece of tin. I watched as Gregory helped correct the
boys' posture and then fire again, this time hitting the piece of sheet
metal with a ping.

Satisfied that all was well I headed back toward our home on rails and saw
Gus sitting in what little shade there was puffing on a pipe, Gideon
sitting right next to our engineer and chattering away like a magpie while
they played a game of cribbage. Gideon had picked up on it quite rapidly
and seemed to love the game. I sat down and chatted with them, mostly with
Gus of course about the next leg of our trip.

Gus had suggested moving up through Oklahoma and Kansas into the
Dakota's. The badlands and newly opened Mt Rushmore were definite stops on
our trip. From there we hoped to get to Yellowstone Park and down to Salk
Lake City via Jackson Hole Wyoming. From there we would head toward the
city by the bay.

About that time Darius and Jenkins came up the trail from the river, both
naked and carrying clothing, towel and soap. I noticed that both men were
starting to brown up a little bit thanks to the hot southern weather. Prior
to the trip neither of them got very much outside time and so the first
time that they had been seen naked were both a pasty white. I noticed
further that Darius didn't have his genitals covered so must have reached
some acceptance of his endowment, small though it was. Poor man wasn't any
bigger than Tobias in that department, in fact was slightly smaller.

Jenkins on the other hand was about as hung as Jesse but with hair. He did
keep his boy parts trimmed down considerably, his balls smooth and his
pubic nest narrow.

"Lucian, Gus," Darius said with a head nod as he approached where we were
sitting, both men plopping down next to me.  "I'm thinking a basic potato
salad and bread to go with the fish. I've got a couple cookies in the
freezer and will make some more. You can use them for dessert or a snack
after the first round. Darius knew well that troupe of males would go for
hours, resting and changing partners as they went.

"We're going to need supplies too," he added.

"We'll be passing through Oklahoma City," Gus said, "Perhaps a layover
would be in order Lucian." I agreed and said that I'd contact Gerard to
seek lodging for us. Two days okay with everybody?" I got nods from all 3
men. We chatted a little longer and then my cook and butler got up and
headed to their parlor car to dress, or whatever.

I followed along behind them about 5 minutes later and found AJ reading
some telex messages. "Things are moving along very well Lucian," he said
with a grin. "We now have daily flights between Boston, New York City, DC
and Philly and flights a few times a week between other major cities plus
we have land in all 4 of the major cities. Gerard says that we'll be flying
to Detroit, Chicago, Cincinnati and Cleveland before the month is out and
we're already negotiating land in those cities."

"On the leisure side we have a couple flights a week into Newport. The rich
and infamous love it and we're looking hard at similar flights from the
city out to the Hamptons. That's a grueling drive you know and the train
isn't much better."

AJ had used his and his family's considerable contacts to find and hire
other pilots that were highly interested and motivated to fly planes for a
living and among them a couple of pilots that he trusted implicitly. They
were charged with running the business including hiring and training other
pilots to do things the way we wanted them done. We home based out of
Boston but had offices in the 4 major cities with more to come. We were
flying Boeing 247's and DC 2's but would be adding DC 3's shortly. Gerard
had made a bid on a struggling aviation fuel manufacturing plant but had
backed out at the last minute instead electing to help finance it for
massive discounts on fuel.

Gerard had also hired a Chinaman to handle that segment of our rapidly
growing empire. Like Gerard the man had a predilection mostly for little
girls but also boys from time to time. We discovered that having people
like us, at least in that regard, seemed to engender loyalty and
honesty. How we found some of them were through Auntie Ahn's, ahem,
houses. Being one of the best procurer's on the east coast for such things
ensured a high quality of clientele and you would be surprised at the names
of some of the upper crust that she provided services for. Indeed. And more
than a few high bred women sought out her services as well.

"On a sad note Lucian the pain has started for Gerard and while it is minor
and manageable it is still present. He still doesn't know how long he has."
AJ and I then discussed some of the implications of Gerard's eventual
absence and while it would be sad and create some problems those would be
minor. AJ had a very good working understanding of how Gerard's and thus,
Auntie Ahn's business were doing and besides, our friend was stealing
highly talented help from where ever he could get it. Q2 paid well and
invested well. By the end of WWII quite a few millionaires would be made as
a result of their association with us.

We talked some more about mundane things, the probable stop in Oklahoma
City for a few days and the need for decent lodgings while we were
there. Gerard was working on lodging in Oklahoma, Rapid, and Salt Lake
Cities as well as Yellowstone lodge, most of the research and itinerary for
the trip having been decided and planned before we left.

We then talked a little about Kwiana and his need to negotiate the white
man's world if he wanted to achieve anything in life. Based on what little
we'd seen so far the boy seemed to have the personality and drive that we
like those close to us to have. At that point we didn't have any specific
plans for him but were in agreement that giving him a leg up and then
bringing him on board in the future could be an advantage for all of us.

Speaking of the devil, looking out of the parlor car I saw Kwiana, Wind
Rider and James riding up, each holding a string of fish, said fish looking
to be a couple of pounds apiece. I noticed that Dalton still wore the
Peacemaker on his left hip just as Kwiana had his bow on his back. I got up
and walked through door and into the dining car and called out to Darius to
come outside.

As I stepped out of the car the boys were dismounting. "Nice catch boys," I
said and got grins and head nods.

"Gotta clean em," Kwiana said. I asked him if he was going to cook them or
did he want Darius to do the honors. "We usually cook on an open fire," he
said.

"That's a lot of fish," Darius said when he saw what the boys had
caught. Overhearing what Kwiana had said went on to explain that he had a
rack or two that he might be able to put over a fire.

"Thank you but no need. We keep one under the old depot building," he
said. I left them to their own devices and went back to sit with AJ.

"You know it might behoove us to hire people just to scout properties
Lucian. It would serve us better I think to have eyes on. Maybe consider
multiple state territories that each individual focuses on." I agreed with
him and asked what he thought that might cost and he gave me a general
idea. The fact was that with the economy so distressed property was cheap
and easy to come by. We talked about location and decided to look into
someone that might be able to research what cities were poised to grow the
fastest once the world got back on its feet.

"I still have contacts at Harvard," he said, "perhaps I'll run that by them
and I'll ask my father for his thoughts."

Chen came into the car and approached us and waited patiently for my
attention. AJ and I both knew why he was there so finished up quickly and
turned our attention to him.

"Ni hao Ma?" he said softly. We answered in unison the simple Mandarin
response, "Bu hao" that we were both fine. From there the boy asked a few
simple conversation questions which we answered properly. Chen then began
to hold up fingers, first with one hand aimed at me and AJ with the other
hand, challenging us to say the correct number. He focused on each one of
us individually with both hands. We spent the next 40 minutes reviewing
what we knew and then new words and concepts for the day.

We three were in agreement, 4 if you add Gerard, that learning some basic
Mandarin was in our best interest. We wouldn't be able to actually follow
any kind of complicated conversation but that wasn't the immediate goal.

It wasn't long before the crew came tromping into the car, the Indian boys
right along with them. Little Grouse was pointing out a variety of things
since he'd been here a couple hours before. The boys wanted to go
swimming. They'd been standing out in the 95 degree heat for a few hours
and were hot a sweaty. I saw no problem with that and gave them the go
ahead but to follow Kwiana's directions, the Comanche boy having finished
cleaning the fish and presented them to Darius.

"I think I'll join them," I told AJ. Indeed, it was warm in the rail cars.

"Probably should take the KY Lucian," my hot young attorney friend said. I
agreed wholeheartedly. I'd elected to purchase an inordinately large supply
of the stuff from a medical supply house for the trip; 3 cases of 16
oz. tubes. I did get a raised eyebrow but that's it. As I was 4 steps out
of the car when Gus stopped me.

"It would probably be a good idea Lucian to erect the tent." That hadn't
dawned on me but my engineer was spot on. Gus was referring to the shelter
that Budd had suggested and built for us and was just sort of being genius
in its construction.

 The framework was made of PVC, a relatively new method of piping. Using
standard connectors, the pieces created a 15 x 20 foot square room that was
7 feet high. The roof pieces had a 10% pitch, enough to allow water to run
off. The enclosure material was waxed cotton, that is, panels that had
paraffin woven into the cotton to provide a very water-resistant material
that was lightweight and easy to move. The side pieces were long enough to
extend outward along the ground 18 inches from the base of the structure. 8
foot lengths of rebar were laid on top of fabric right at the base of the
frame to create the first barrier to effectively prevent critters from
getting inside and also helped cut down on draft.

The second barrier was the floor. Of a heavier canvas, it was cut so that
all sides had flaps that extended 6 inches up all 4 sides of the
structure. A row of snaps had been sewn into the underside of the flaps and
corresponded with rows of snaps that were sewn into the side panels at the
same level. Obviously, it took 2 people to snap the pieces into
place. Prior to leaving on the trip everybody was assigned a specific task
in the assembly and dis-assembly of the structure. We ran through the
process a dozen or more times so everybody became proficient at their task
and put up or take down the structure in 10 minutes once all the pieces
were laid out.

I let out a piercing whistle which caused my boys to stop dead in their
tracks. "Let's get the tent up boys." There was no disagreement there. The
tent would provide some shade against the intensity of the sun. The train
boys were part of that so Dalton took charge of the operation, not that he
needed to.

"Coverlets too Lucian," Willie asked and I nodded my head. Coverlets were
large cotton sheets that we used to cover the carpet and furniture in the
parlor car and thus prevent cum and lube from going everywhere and possible
staining things. We did need, and used, a playroom where we could all romp,
and romp we did. Darius came in and asked about a cooking fire so I sought
out Kwiana. He said that he'd build and start the fires once they had
determined where the tent was going to go.

AJ, Gregory and I followed shortly after and upon finding the boys saw that
the structure was almost completed. Willie asked if I wanted the front put
on and I shook my head. The thing was designed piecemeal so that any side
could be added or removed depending on what one wanted. For this activity
it would be better to have unobstructed ingress and egress.

"That's a very clever contraption Lucian," Kwiana said as the boys tied
down each corner. I spoke to him briefly about an immediate concern and he
agreed with my assessment so we gathered all the boys. "I know that you all
want to get down to the business of sex but I'm going to ask you to not
engage until after supper. Swim if you want to but no grab assing." Kwiana
gave his boys the same directions in Comanche although they understood
enough English to know what I was talking about.

Kwiana then directed his crew to find wood for the fire and my boys
volunteered to help. I did a cursory inspection of the tent, found it
completely satisfactory. I wondered how we were going to manage dinner but,
as usual, Darius had the problem solved.

The boys started drifting back a few moments late, each with armloads of
wood, even Gideon was carrying wood. The older boys found some veritable
logs and hauled them back. Dalton left the group and came back a few
minutes later with a double bladed axe that looked like it had never been
used. The hunky teen made short work of the logs, taking them down to
manageable lengths. Kwiana went about setting a fire then pulled a wooden
match from the pouch at his waist and lit it up. He saw the slight smile on
my face and said,

"Yeah, I know, but flint and stone is so laborious and a hot coal in moss
stuffed in a bovine's horn is a pain in the ass."

"Can we swim now Lucian," Mathias asked and I gave them 4the go ahead. The
boys all stripped pretty quickly, everybody watching each other and once
naked they ran into the river.

"Nice boys Lucian," Kwiana said, "not like most white boys I've been
around. Can you tell me how you came to have them in your company?" I
thought about that for 2 seconds then plunged into the story. I gave him
the basics, leaving out the financial aspects of it. He already had me
pegged for the wealthy benefactor. "Well they are very lucky boys to have
you in their life." There wasn't a hint of resignation, sadness, a feeling
of unfairness or anything negative in the statement.

"You mentioned earlier about having to make it in the white world. Have you
any thoughts about what you could or would like to do?"

"Not really. I think I'm smart enough but getting into college would be
tough because I don't have much formal education and no proof of what I do
have. Then, as I said, no funding sources to pay for it." Again, I didn't
catch any negativity in his statements, just reporting the facts.

"I can work with you and get you into a good college Kwiana, it's not that
difficult, neither is funding. I think that the biggest challenge is you
figuring out what interests you. That being said, our corporation is
expanding rapidly and as it does we're hiring people we need. Hiring people
we know and trust is a priority. So, do you have access to postal
services?" He nodded his head so I told him that I would provide him
everything that he needed to stay in touch with me. I then asked him if he
knew west Texas very well. Kwiana smiled.

"I've been riding this country since I was 4 years old. I know it like the
back of my hand. West Texas, eastern New Mexico, southern Oklahoma. Why?"

"Curious; just curious."

 "Come join us Lucian," Tobias called out. I told Kwiana that we'd talk
some more, got up and stripped naked, laying my clothes on a log, and
strode into the river. I frolicked with boys, got my dick felt up a couple
of times but mostly it was just fun and games. I saw Jenkins coming down,
one carrying a large covered tray that I assumed was fish. I elected to get
out of the water in the event that help was needed. Of course the boys
didn't want me to go.

"Do we have to get dressed to eat Lucian," Frankie asked, quickly backed up
by Mathias. I didn't see any harm with it so said no. Kwiana had the fire
reduced to coals and was beginning to lay fish on the rack that one of the
boys had retrieved from under the depot building. I asked him how long it
would take; his estimate was 15 minutes. I went back down to the river's
edge and informed the boys that they had 5 minutes.

I started up the trail only to see Gregory and Chen coming down along with
Darius, Cain and Jenkins. Everybody was carrying something, not the least
of which were the plates and cups made of paper. I wasn't overly fond those
items but had to admit that for cleanup they made life easier. We brought
plenty of both for occasions such as this among other things. I imagined
that someday someone would invent disposable silverware as well although
realistically they wouldn't be metal.

As promised 15 minutes later Darius and Jenkins were putting food on
doubled up paper plates and handing them out while Jenkins poured lemonade
and Gregory hand out bread sticks still warm from the oven. Drizzled with
butter and a hint of garlic they were soft and delicious.

"Kinda looks like Willie's boner," Mathias pointed out and I had to admit
there was some similarity between the two. Kwiana complimented Darius on
the fish declaring it the best he'd ever eaten and his boys all
agreed. Talk was light and our Comanche friends were curious about our
lives, where we lived and about our journey. I let the boys talk about it
and simply listened and I have to admit they were pretty much spot on with
what they reported. Our friends were amazed that we had so many houses and
couldn't even conceive of the size of them. The largest place of residence
they'd seen were basically cabins. Imagining a home with 60 or more rooms
was more than any of them could comprehend.

As we finished the meal our friends shared their lives and experiences with
us and with the exception of Jessie all of our boys could empathize with
our new friends when it came to poverty and deprivation. Our train crew
told their story. Gus and Max had ridden the rails together for 30 years. I
suspected that at some point they were lovers, might well still be for all
I knew. Dalton had been with them for 5 years, James for 2. Both boys had
been enchanted with the nomadic life of a railroad man and through luck had
found our adult crew. Of course during the depression there wasn't much
else for them.

Cain had been tossed out of his father's house because he was a "sissy boy"
and as luck had it someone at Budd knew about it, knew Cain and thus the
job on the train. Nobody was under illusions as to what his job would be,
least of all Cain, and to his credit he took to his duties with enthusiasm.

As we chatted Max left but came back 10 minutes later with a couple of
lanterns. It wasn't more than 10 minutes later that Frankie announced that
he was getting the itch.

"We need to clean up first gentlemen," I reminded them. I asked where the
scraps should go although we'd dumped them into a bucket.

"Same place you poop, down river," he said. "Pony Boy, show them please."
Everybody followed Pony Boy to a spot about 50 feet away where the river
wasn't deep but was moving fast enough to carry any and all waste down
river. Obviously you used the river to clean yourself. Darius, Jenkins and
Gregory took the leftover salad and silverware back to the train and Chen
went with them. All the paper products went into the fire that Kwiana was
building back up again.

As expected Cain was at my side. "Can I be with you Lucian?" My response
was to drape an arm across his narrow shoulders and hug him to me.

I saw Gideon and Wind Rider catch up to Gus while Frankie and Tobias had
snagged Max. AJ and Kwiana paired off. Jamon and Nacoma found each other
while Mathias had cornered Pony Boy and started right off by sucking the
native boys' fat cock, encouraging it to inflate. Jesse and James
gravitated to each other which I had to chuckle at-the names of
course. Dalton and Edward hooked up. I thought I'd seen a little bit of
flirting between the Rail man and my 13 year old.  Willie and Little Grouse
were the last pair and I knew that the young Indian boy was planning on
being the one getting fucked.

We were all still outside the tent, the sun was going down quickly. Gus
grabbed one of his lanterns then kicked off his boots before going into the
tent to hang the lantern in the center and turned it on. It was an electric
brakeman's lantern that used 3 different colored bulbs and for us he used
the red which cast enough light to see by but not be obtrusive. He set the
kerosene lantern on a stump outside the tent. The lantern glass was also a
deep red. Between the lamps and the fire we were well enough lit.

Since the boys were already naked they helped get their dressed partners
undressed. Cain and I were both dressed. "Can we lay down and just cuddle a
little bit Lucian?" We certainly could and did, finding a corner at the
back of the tent. At that point I only paid cursory attention to what was
going on around me, devoting my attention to Cain, thus my reporting of the
events will be more about us than others around us but I won't leave them
out.

"I like being held like this Lucian. I've never got much of it in my life."
I kissed his neck causing him to shiver and moan softly.

"Well that works out well because I like holding you." I lightly brushed
his cheek causing him to smile slightly and close his eyes as if to savor
the feelings. Cain made the first move to proceed to the next level by
tilting his head up and move his face toward mine. His eyes were still
closed so I assumed that he was thinking that I'd know what he was up to. I
did, and pursed my lips just before they met his delicious lips.

Once our lips touched Cain came alive. An arm went around my neck and he
pressed his mouth against mine, the kiss more like stage two kissing than
stage one. I ran my hand up and down his back then snuck it up under his
shirt to feel his soft, warm skin causing the young, almost teen, boy to
moan softly.

"What a beautiful hard cock you have Gideon," I heard Gus whisper.

"You too have Mr. Gus," Wind rider said, "such a nice spear."

"Let me suck on your fat cock Dalton," Edward whispered.

"Me suck you now," Pony Boy told Mathias.

"Can we get undressed Lucian," Cain asked after breaking the kiss. By way
of an answer I gently pushed him onto his back and began to slowly unbutton
his shirt while giving him little kissed on the mouth, his nose, cheeks,
fore head. As I kissed him I allowed my eyes to cast about the room.  AJ
and Kiwana were in a top bottom 69, the Indian boy on the bottom with AJ's
butt cheeks spread open and the boy going after his hole like it was his
last meal. I could see AJ take Kwiana's entire cock down his throat which
caused the Comanche boy to moan loudly and lick harder.

Once Cain's shirt was unbuttoned I went to work on his pants, which was
pretty simple. As I worked the buttons it was easy to tell that the boy was
hard as a rock. Once the flaps were open I slipped my hand inside and began
feeling his hard young cock outside of his underwear.

"Oh god Lucian," he groaned and kissed me even harder. I pulled my hand out
and worked it under the waistband and grasped onto his bare flesh and
gently squeezed up and down its length. I didn't fondle for long but began
to move my hand from side to side working to get his trousers and underwear
down, Cain helping by lifting his narrow boys' butt. Once down far enough I
slide down, lifted his cock and put my mouth over it.

Like any cock that I try for the first time I worked at savoring the feel
and the taste of him. I bobbed my head, taking his young cock to the root
and massaged his swollen head with my throat before backing off then doing
it again. Cain moaned and thrust his hips in response to feelings that were
ripping through his body.

"Oh Mr. Gus," Gideon groaned and a quick glance showed Gus' finger up the
little blackbird's butthole. Wind Rider was bent over Gideon and as soon as
he spoke, Gideon went back to sucking the Indian boys' cock.

"You better let me suck your cock Lucian or I'm gonna cum," Cain mumbled. I
stopped and moved onto my back and began wiggling out of my
clothing. Looking around I saw that AJ had Kwiana on his cock, suckling
deeply. James and Jesse were side by side in a 69, both boys with an arm
draped across the other boys' little butt and encouraging a little mouth
fucking.

Cain removed his clothing and went right for my cock and began sucking. I
was impressed with how much of me the boy could get down his throat. I saw
Mathias get under Pony Boy and begin sucking the thick Indian cock while
Jamon had his face planted into Nacoma's ass, the Indian boy in his hands
and knees. I reached down and rubbed on Cain's face, reveling in the
softness of the 13 year old's skin.

"I think you should fuck me Max," Tobias groaned, "I need your cock in my
butt." Frankie found some KY and proceeded to smear up the required cock
and butthole while the two active participants engaged in heavy kissing.

"We ride the wild pony now," I heard Little Grouse tell Willie.

I wasn't surprised that the players were electing to get right to
fucking. They would take their time on the second round. I figured the
Indian boys were excited about playing with white boys and our boys were in
the same frame of mind. They were playing with a whole new group of boys
plus they were Indian boys. It was the same when Jamon and Gideon joined
us. No surprise there; they were boys after all.

"Can you fuck me now Lucian?" Cain had let go of me and moved up to face
me, kissed me hard then asked the question. When a boy says he's ready then
in my opinion, he's ready. Gideon was ready as well for I heard him tell
Gus that he was.

"How do you want it Edward," Dalton asked my 13 year old.

"On my back please," Edward answered. I saw James and Jesse getting into
position with my boy taking the passive role as was Kwiana. Cain got the KY
and began to slather my cock then did the same on his asshole.

"I think I want to sit on you to start Lucian," the young blonde cutie said
so I simply lay back to let him have his way with me.

I saw the Gideon was on his side with his top leg bent so the knee was
brought up. Gus was behind the little boy aiming his cock for Gideon's
hole. Wind Rider was at the blackbird's head and I figured that he would
offer Gideon his cock to suck on while he got fucked.

Cain straddled my waist and reached behind him to take control of my cock
which I'd help upright for the boy. He moved the tip back and forth across
his puckered hole, teasing himself for a moment.

"Oh wait Gus," Gideon cried out.

"No don't stop AJ push it all the way in me," Kwiana groaned. Edward voiced
the same thing, ordering Dalton to go ahead and fuck him. Jamon and Pony
Boy were doing the honors for their partners as well, the 2 bottoms on
their backs with their legs pulled back.

I felt Cain stop then push his body against my upright cock. The 13 year
old's hole didn't want to let me inside but Cain was insistent and
persistent. He wiggled his little butt, wormed my cock head against his
puckered muscle and finally got what he wanted and my cock head slipped
past the ring of muscle. Of course the boy stopped dead in the water.

"Put it all in me Gus," Gideon said softly and I glanced over so watch my
engineer slowly insert 6½ inches of railroad spike into the little boy
and as he did Gideon signaled for Wind Rider to feed him some Indian cock.

The rhythmic sound of fucking began to dominate the tent. Willie had gotten
there first and was mounted on Little Grouse, the little boy having pulled
his legs pretty far back. Willie was crouched over the little Indian boy
and pounding his tight little Comanche ass as hard as he could. I could
hear Little Grouse moaning and talking to himself.

Cain started to moved, allowing his body to slide down the fireman's pole
that he was perched on. I saw his eyes widen at first for my cock does
widen a bit just past the rim of the head. As he took more of me inside his
tight little body his eyes closed and his head went backwards. It was clear
to me that boy wasn't in pain, quite the opposite. When he did bring his
head back forward and opened his baby blue eyes it was only barely. A low
moan issued forth from his throat as he passed the half way mark to the
bottom.

God he was tight. I didn't think that he'd been fucked all that much. By
that time Cain had leaned forward and placed his palms on my chest. He
stopped for a moment then backed off an inch or so then moved downward and
continuing past where he'd been.

"Fuck you're filling my asshole Lucian," he whispered.  "But it feels real
good."

"Oh Mr. Gus you are going to make me have my good cum feelings," Gideon
moaned. I could hear the young boy grunt each time that Gus rammed his cock
into him.

"Harder AJ, fuck me as hard as you can," Kwiana called out. Little Grouse
was carrying on in Comanche and while I didn't know what he was saying I
would imagine it was the same thing everyone else was calling out about.

I had put my hands on the boys' ass as much to have contact with him as
anything else. "You feel real good to me too Cain. You're a tight boy." The
adorable young blonde finally bottomed out and rested his pert little butt
on me. At that point Cain began to fuck me.

The adorably cute young thing started by using a normal up and down
movement but after a bit he settled down onto me and began an undulating
move. Swiveling his narrow hips he moved his little ass forward and back,
grinding down onto my pelvis as he did. A little longer he combined the two
moves and really began to work my cock.

"Ooohh gosh ooohhh gosh," Gideon cried out. What that was about didn't
require much guess work.

"Yeah, like that Dalton," Edward said, "love me like that." I had no idea
what "that" might be and actually didn't much care at that moment.

"I'm gonna cum from fuckin you Lucian," Cain finally said. "Maybe you could
put me on my back and fuck to a cum like that." I told him to hold on tight
then maneuvered myself onto my knees with the boy still impaled on my
cock. The sounds of bodies slapping together echoed through the tent. I had
never been in a situation where this many people were sucking, fucking, and
kissing. There were what, 22 people coupled and tripled up on there.

As I leaned forward to lay Cain on his back another voice called out that
he was cumming. Cain's legs were wrapped around my waist as I leaned my
upper body forward enough to plant my palms on the ground alongside the
teen's chest. From there I started to hammer his little butt.

It was a pretty straight forward fucking. I manage a throw of about 5
inches so every time that I drove down into the boy m balls whacked his
tender butt. Cain grunted or gasped each time I bottomed out deep inside of
him. The boys' hands rested on my forearms and he simply lay there and rode
with it. I actually fucked him across the tent floor about 5 inches before
we were done.

I heard Gus grunt and groan and figured he filled Gideon's butt with plenty
of sperm. I heard Edward cry out and rightfully assumed that he was cumming
with Dalton's grunting and groaning following before Edward was done. I
heard Jesse call out that he was cumming as well.

I hammered into Cain's tight ass and since he'd put his hand between his
legs to practice his braille I assumed that he'd be cumming soon. I wasn't
wrong.

"I'm close Lucian, I'm really close, oh god really close Lucian. Make me
cum Lucian make me cum." A second later he let out a scream which startled
the hell out of everyone.  I felt his hole constrict on my cock so I knew
that he was cumming. About the 4th constriction I started flooding his
bowels with sperm. I slammed into the boy, stayed pressed against him and
ground my ass in circles then went back to fucking him.

Like all orgasms mine died away sooner that I would have liked and I slowed
down. Once again, around me, the sounds of post sperming were becoming
dominant; heavy breathing, soft kisses, and gentle whispering. That was
followed by people asking for clean up rags of which we had plenty, people
saying they were going to come out and other's asking that their partner
come out slowly while yet another voice asked they their partner stay in a
little longer.

"I like your cock in my butt Gus," Gideon had stated.

"That was pretty Skookum Lucian," Cain finally whispered. I had lowered my
upper body the rest gently against the boy whose hands ran up and down my
back including my butt. "I wish we could stay like this," he went on. "I
wish I could be your fuck boy but I know I can't." He was quiet for a
moment then said,

"This only my 4th time being fucked Lucian. Gus has been pretty good
letting me find my why. I suck his cock a lot and he sucks mine but I've
only let him fuck me once and before I came here I'd only let my boyfriend
fuck me twice." I let the boy go on in that vein knowing that he just
needed to talk.

Around us people were getting up and heading out of the tent to take care
of ablutions. Most of the bottom boys went into the water to clean
themselves before the next round. I noticed Dalton and Edward snuggled up
in a corner gently kissing and wondered if there was a romance brewing
there. Gus had managed to get to his feet with the little black boy impaled
on his cock and carried his fuck buddy outside, presumably to wash or maybe
even let his bowels loose. When Cain and I finally went outside more than a
few boys were coming back from the bathroom area downstream.  "Well that
was pretty exciting," Kwiana said, approaching me from the downstream
spot. "I don't think I've had anything as big as AJ in my hole." I agreed
with the boy having had AJ inside me in the past. Little grouse had moved
on to Jesse whom I assume the boy was wanting to partner with and both
Kwiana and I chuckled at the youngling's antics.

"I wonder if Little Grouse with ever want to be with a girl," Kwiana said
with amusement. "That boy loves having a cock shoved up his ass, as you
well know." Indeed he did. We watched him drop to his knees in front of
Jesse and start sucking the boys' cock and causing it to inflate fairly
rapidly. I heard Frankie declare to Max that he wanted the man's cock in
his ass and it seemed that Max was in agreement with that plan.

I elected to walk up to the train and see if Darius had some snacks of some
sort, knowing already that he most likely did. Kwiana elected to go with me
as did Cain, who didn't seem to disposed to leave my side. Along the way we
chatted a bit about Kwiana's future. I told him that I was always going to
be in need of people to work with me that had some sense of business
management but more importantly I would need people I could trust. I
already had the sense that I could trust Kwiana. I was already formulating
a rudimentary plan that I thought, or perhaps hoped, that would be of
interest to the native boy.

At the kitchen car I found Darius just pulling a tray of cookies from the
oven to join the platter of them already on the counter. "I've got about 5
dozen of them Lucian, and 3 different types," he said rather proudly. "Add
a jug of lemonade and you're got a snack for that herd of eating machines."

We carried the booty back down to the tent where some of the others were
already starting to play with different partners. Of course the food took
precedence. Kwiana had built the fire back up so we sat around it munching,
talking and sipping lemonade. More than 1 boy had his hand in another boys'
lap working on his boner. Gideon had a cookie in his hand while he knelt
between Pony Boy and sucked the Indian boys' thick hard cock. Frankie and
Mathias were pretty much the same way although Matty was sitting on a log
bench while Max stood in front of him, the railroad man's cock in my little
guys' mouth.

Little Grouse was already working on AJ who was squatted over the Indian
boys' face and getting thoroughly rimmed. Nacoma had cornered Gus and was
getting his cock sucked by my engineer while Wind Rider and Willie and
James formed a trio of cock sucking boys. Others were just sitting and
talking and now eating cookies.

"It seems that my boys are as horny as yours are Lucian," Kwiana
observed. I nodded my head.

"I has been my experience that most boys are the same way when given the
opportunity to engage thusly without judgement or expectations.

"What happens when they get older Lucian, will they be turned loose on the
streets?" It was a fair question so I chose to give the boy honest
information starting with the fact that I have always helped boys who "grew
up" while in my company although there weren't many, in fact none because
Edgar took care of that end of things. Besides we rarely took a boy on in
any permanent or even semi-permanent basis.

"Jesse has inherited an estate valued at close to 100 million dollars. My
other 5 boys are worth even more than that, again, due to an
inheritance. No, these boys will not want for anything in their lives, all
are destined and determined to go to college, some of them to return and
manage our businesses. I say ours because we are partners along with AJ,
who has his own wealth, that are building a vast empire. Willie is learning
how to fly but he also intends to go to college to become a lawyer like AJ
who has all but adopted willie. As I said though, even if they weren't
wealthy I would still help them with their future to the degree that I
could.

"It is our financial and economic situation that allowed me to tell you
earlier that we may be able to help you Kwiana. You have to figure out what
you might like to do as a profession. Most certainly, you could work with
us in a number of different capacities depending on what course of
instruction you choose to follow."

I watched as James left his trio and approached where Kwiana and I were
talking. "Uumm do you think I could be with you Lucian," he asked
tentatively, "unless you and him," he said nodding to Kwiana, "are
together."

I looked at Kwiana who was suppressing a smile. I was only about 18 inches
from James' naked body, his pretty teen cock at its default state. He was a
cute boy and while not hung in a spectacular fashion I'd seen the boy hard
and he was respectable enough. I looked to Kwiana and raised my eyebrow
ever so slightly and got an even slighter nod in response.

"Well, what do you think about being both me and Kwiana," I asked him. The
boy grinned.

"That would be fine Lucian, just fine."