Date: Tue, 21 Oct 2008 11:39:53 -0700
From: Gary Pinto <gmony6@gmail.com>
Subject: "The Blue Butterfly"

THE BLUE BUTTERFLY
By Max The Cat
(Mb/Mt)
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The Montana skies in late May are a  vivid blue and only spotted with a
puffy cloud here and there and it can be warm milk or hotter than hell.  The
butterflies abound the landscape which is only beginning to brown and the
spring flowers are still around.  Timmy Meggs was at the end of his Troop of
B.T.W. Sex Scouts who were hiking to the picnic area to meet the group of
men that had purchased their services for the afternoon.  The rancher Sam
Sanders had leased out his lodge to the corporation for their sporting
purposes and he also was able to partake of the sexual favors that were
available.
    Timmy had been lagging behind he had been distracted by a blue metallic
butterfly that he wanted for is collection and was not paying attention to
the Troop Leader to keep up.  As the butter fly headed north the boys headed
east and Timmy thought if he could catch his prize he could catch up to the
rest of the boys, he was wrong.  The butterfly headed up the Judith river
with the boy in hot persute and two or three times he almost had it, but if
it hadn't bee for the slippery moss on that rock he would not have fallen
into the cold river, but he missed and he fell.
    Timmy pulled himself  up to the shore and found himself soaked to the
skin and lost.  He stepped on to dry land and tried to get his bearings
"where am I" he thought to himself, then he thought to himself "I have to
get dry".  Timmy stripped off his uniform and laid each piece on a separate
rock and took off his shoes and hung them on branches to air dry.  "Now what
to do?" he mumbled to himself.
      Timmy laid out on a long flat rock and exposed himself to the warm
rays of the sun and thought about the night before at he lodge, he had  been
part of the 25 boys selected for the night game of "Musical Boi's" and his
number was 16 for that night.  Setting naked on his stool he would suck on
the cock presented to him until a number came up on the monitor, he was
doing what he could to make the man cum , which meant an extra $500. into
his account and $500. extra for the corporation (last week he was able to
make two men cum early and he was the talk of the lodge), but the three that
had stepped before him were able to hold off.  Soon the #16 came up into the
monitor and he and his stool were sent to the wall and then the Sousa march
played again and when it stopped the Belgian won him for the night.  He and
the man headed for his room, where the man fucked him twice and twice he had
a hands free cum, the man sure knew which button to push.  Now he found
himself with a throbbing erection and with his right hand wrapped around it
he manipulated it slowly trying to savor the incredible feeling it produced.
     As Timmy pleasured himself he had forgot about his surroundings, for in
the think brush a large lone and hungry gray wolf had spied the naked boy,
and the wolf was very hungry, so slowly he inched his way toward the naked
boy .  The wind blue down and over the wolf, which was his only mistake and
being absorbed in his prey and how he would fill himself up that day and if
the wind were blowing the other way he would have smelled the horse and the
man in the saddle, who had shouldered the old Winchester "73 model to his
shoulder and too deadly aim.  The silence was broken by sound of the rifle
"crack" and the bullet finding its mark and the Gray Wolf was no more.
     The sound startled Timmy as the ejaculated and jumped ant the same
time.  The first bolt of boy honey hit Timmy on the lips, the second on the
left nipple and the third pooled in his belly button.  "What the Hell"
escaped from his cum coated pink lips, as he looked at the figure of rancher
Sam Sanders.  "Howdy little scout" the ranched said to Timmy,  "you ok?"
The startled boy his fist still wrapped around his sputtering boi cock
really didn't know what to say.  Slowly the fog in his young brain began to
clear and still holding on to his wilting cum covered dick he asked " What
happened?"  Sam chuckled "Well while you were beating off a big hungry wolf
was sizing you up for dinner, but I kilt him with "Barney" here" pointing to
the rifle.  All Timmy could say is thank-you, sir" and shook the blond mop
of hair on his young head and followed it up with "Thank you for saving my
life, how can I repay you"  Sam smiled young man we'll think of something"
the man paused "we'll think of something".  Sam looked around "You better
turn your clothes over so the will dry on both sides".
     Sam fished out his cell phone and rang up the lodge "Hello B.T.W.
lodge, this is Gabe speaking, how can I help you?"  on the other end  Sam
chuckled and thought to himself "so many words"  "Say this is Sam Sanders I
found one of your lads up here on the Judith, his name is Timmy"  Gabe said
"Yes, he got lost on the way to a picnic"  he paused "well he's safe, I'll
bring him in tomorrow"  Gabe answered "thank you, I will tell Mr. Melvin, he
is in the library interviewing a new boy"  Gabe again paused "Again thank
you Mr Sanders, see you tomorrow" and hung up!
     In the library the new boy, a green eyed red head was,  in Robert
Melvin's lap and Robert was balls deep in Ian's boy pussy, the boy was
bouncing and moaning with pleasure, he loved being fucked, which was one
thing Robert Melvin loved in his boys, the customers wanted that in their
bed mates.  The redheaded thirteen year old moved in the mans lap like a
slithering snake as he moved to draw all the "cum" from within the man
fucking him "do I move good enough for you, sir" the boy asked "yes Ian you
seem to enjoy what your doing, I would say You're a natural"  Robert held on
to the boys hips as if he wanted to totally climb into the boy, he could
feel his semen traveling from within him quickly and he wanted the feeling
to last forever, but he knew it could never be.  White hot cum  began to
shoot out of the expanded cock head and shot inside of Ian who's muscles
tightened to hold the liquid inside as long as he could, his red head lying
back on Roberts shoulder, his boy cock has shot out a healthy amount of boy
honey "Did I make the grade Mr. Melvin?" the boy asked.  "Your almost their,
young man"  Robert  called out "Gabe come in here please!".  Gabe entered
the room "Mr Melvin, Sam Sanders called and he found Timmy up on the
Judith"  Robert smiled "Great, now take off your Cargos and we'll see how
well this one can suck a cock.
     Back up on the Judith Timmy put on his neckerchef and cap which had
dried, and was turning over his still damp clothing when Sam gave out a loud
whistle making the near naked boy jump startled "why, what was that" Sam
chuckled "I just called up Ivan to bring up 99" the boy gave him a quizzed
look "who's that?", Sam again smiled "Ivan is my dog, he's an Russian Wolf
hound and 99 is the pack mule" and Timmy said "Oh" and paused "Ivan's a dog
and he can bring up a mule" just as the big dog came up the small grade
toting the leather reigns in his mouth.  Sam took over and tied up the mule
and unloaded the gear, set up the tent and laid out the nights bedding.
     Sam took out the medical kit "Timmy come over here, son" and took out
the SPF30, let me rub some of this on you, you're getting a bit red.  Timmy
moved over near to Sam and the older man rubbed the liquid on the boys naked
body, leaving his mid-section to the last.  Finally he put a small amount in
the palm of his hand and gently took hold of Timmys penis and applied it in
a wanking motioin, and heard Timmy moan and lightly squirm to the
manupliations.  "That feels great Sam" the boy told the man.  With the other
hand Sam began to rub the boys tight pucker, then inserted his middle finger
to the first nuckle, then the second and finally the complete finger.  Timmy
rocked back and forth to Sam's movements.
     "That really feels great Sam,  lets do something!"  "Just what do you
want to do Timmy?" Sam asked, but knew the answer, "Fuck me Sam, fuck me"
Timmy cooed and dropped to all fours and twiched his boy butt in a very sexy
way.  Sam quickly stripped, and pulled on his hardning cock.  Timmy turned
and grabbed a hold, skinned it back and licked the head, sweaping the first
bead of pre-cum, then the next.  The boy again turned and waited for Sam's
onslaught.  Sam set his cock against Timmy's greased ring and pushed forward
"damn boy you sure are tight" Sam muttered under his breath and again the
head of his cock pushed against Timmy's tight pucker as Timmy pushed back
himself and Sam's purple blood engorged cock head popped passed the tight
ring and Sam stopped for a few seconds before he pushed down the boy's tight
pussy, finally the boy became filled with man cock and could feel the
bristles of Sam's pubic hair on his butt.  Sam began to move his fleshy
stalk slowly in and out of Timmy, and Timmy moved to meet the thrusts.  Sam
couldn't remember when fucking a boy felt this good, he had his pick of the
boys in the lodge when he wanted them, but this one was damn good.  He began
rapid movements and Timmy moved  to meet them, Sam could feel that wonderful
feeling that only came from cumming, it was building from within him, his
cock was beginning to throb and the cock head was beginning to expand, the
man quickened his movements, then it happened the hole in the head of his
cock opened up and white cum shot like bolts, one, two three then a meek
fourth dribble and filled up Timmy's insides.  Sam collapsed upon Timmy's
back, and Timmy who's legs and arms were shaking, his boy cock  was shooting
his cum, hands free into a white puddle below his chest and he fell into it,
his cock still shooting.
     Sam slowly rolled off the boy, his breath coming in rapid bursts, and
his heart beating hard in his chest.  He felt the sweat running from his
brow, his mouth opening and closing and his eyes blinking, "damn that was
good " he tried to spit out and Timmy just laid there and man cum oozed from
with in his "You fuck good Sam"  Timmy told the man "You fuck real good" and
he to rolled over lying next to Sam.
    Sam looked at his watch "Its 4:30 Timmy, lets get up and go to the
stream and clean up then see if we can catch a couple trout for dinner.
Timmy smiled, the man had fucked him and still wanted to be around him, alot
of the men, wanted to leave after they had him, but Sam still wanted him,
that was cool he thought.
     They got up and headed to the stream and stepped in and rinsed off.
Sam had brought the fishing gear, and they headed up stream and Sam cast the
rod and almost immediately had a strike and brought in a good sized
Rainbow.  He unhooked the fish and put in in the basket, the cast it again.
The fly floated a bit and again a strike, another Rainbow and he placed it
in the basket.  "Here Timmy, he called the near naked boy "try your luck"
and gave the rod to the boy who had never fished before, but Sam helped him
cast the line and stepped back and watched Timmy who looked back with a big
smile and bam a big strike and Timmy screamed "what's that"  Sam laughed
"You got a big one, Tim" the boy was shaking "what now. Sam".  Again Sam
chuckled "reel him in, reel him in"  Timmy started to turn the lever as fast
as he could "Help me Sam, please" the boy pleaded.  "No you can do it" Sam
encouraged him and Timmy worked as fast as he could as the fish fought to
break free,m finally the fish tired  and Timmy brought it close enough for
Sam to scoop it up with the net and it was finally ashore.  "Damn Tim thats
a four or five pound German Brown"  Timmy looked up puzzled "is that a trout
Sam?  Sam shook his head, yes Tim thats a trout, a big trout, all Timmy
could do was smile, he felt proud of himself.
    The man and boy trekked back to camp and cooked the fish along with
potatoes and bread.  They cleaned everything up, Sam fed the dog, 99 and the
horse.  Timmy gathered up his dry clothing and his merit badge sash and
placed them in the tent.  Sam asked about the merit badges and Timmy proudly
brought it back out and explained them to Sam "these three are for deep
throating one for 6 inches, this for seven inches and this for eight inches,
then these three are for gang bangs on video this for four men, this for
five men and this for six men."  Sam shook his head as Timmy went on "This
one is for the video a dog and his boy number 30.  The rest are for
Glory-hole participation and other things"  Timmy said proudly.
    They turned in and slept spoon fashion in the same sleeping bag, while
Ivan kept guard, he was a very good guard dog among other things!
     They woke up early and  Sam couldn't believe his eyes, Timmy had the
head of Sam's cock in his mouth and smiled  at Sam when he looked down at
the boy, his eyes bugged out when Timmy engulfed the whole thing down his
young throat, his dark pink lips mashed against his black pubic hair and his
little red tongue flicked Sam's big balls "holy damn, I wouldn't believe it,
if I Hadn't seen it, the boy sucked and slurped, saliva saturating  Sam's
pubic hair and was driving the older man nuts.  Slowly Timmy brought his
mouth up and let the cock go and with his small hand he grasped ahold and
ran his rough tongue top from Sam's asshole to the hole in the top of Sam's
cock, then again engulfed the whole thing, Sam was about out of his minfd
with sexual excitement "Damn Timmy I'm gonna cum and like a volcano the hot
cum shot forth and Timmy swollowed as fast as  he could, he never missed a
drop, and then finished by planting a wet kiss on the sensitive corona.
    They ate and broke camp about two hours later, and left the Judith and
headed back to the lodge, arriving a few hours later.  Sam dropped  Timmy
off with Gabe and Robert and headed to his place and unpacked the gear and
took care of Ivan and the others.
     Three days later Timmy woke up after after a night of sexual games and
on his night stand, in a mason jar was a Big Metallic Blue Butterfly.  Timmy
couldn't believe his eyes.  Her quickly got dressed, grabbed the jar and ran
as fast as he could to Sam's house, Ivan was asleep on the poarch and Timmy
patted him on the head and the big dog flapped his tail in gratitude.  Timmy
rapped on the door and Sam answered "Hi Timmy I see you got the jar, the boy
wrapped an arm around Sam's midsection, gave him a big hug "Thank you Sam, I
Love you, Thank you.!

			    *****EPILOGUE*****

     At the end of the summer, this group of boys were rotated with the
one's on the island.  Timmy, didn't, he moved in with Sam and a year later
Timothy Allen Meggs became Timothy Allen Sanders, and became Sam's adopted
son.  When Timmy turned eighteen he went off to college and majored in Land
Management and Business Administration and returned to operate Sam's
holdings and upon Sam's death at age Seventy.  Timmy inherited everything!

				  The End

A special thanks to Cutterman, when I asked a question, never failed to
answer it, and to Jellofunk your drawing gave me the the story idea!