Date: Wed, 14 Apr 2010 15:51:33 -0700
From: Gary Pinto <gmony6@gmail.com>
Subject: Part 5: The Wild Times of Timothy Church

THE WILD TIMES OF TIMOTHY CHURCH
By Max the Cat
(M/b-MMM/b-b/b-M/b)

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Part 5: Vision Quest!

     The weather going into the mountains was warm and Timothy looked for
water. He was startled when he noticed that the young wolf was trotting
along side of him. He looked down then looked around, the rest of the pack
was nowhere in sight, He looked down again and said "well hello my friend,
I see your well now."  The young wolf just walked with him.
     Timothy rode deep into the mountains. He could hear the birds singing
and their music filled the air and made him feel good. He came to a river
and followed it down until he found a good place to camp for the night. He
made camp and then stripped and took a swim. The water was cold and he
didn't stay in for long, he looked down and his cock was shriveled he
laughed to himself. He laid out in the sun and dried off.
     He stayed naked and started a small fire. He had some food packed and
fed the young wolf some jerky and the horse grazed on the green grass that
grew around the river. He felt at ease among the trees and wild life. He
rolled in his bearskin blanket and fell asleep. He was so tired and the
young wolf was always alert. He awoke to a clanging noise, he jumped up and
felt the brisk air on his naked bottom.
     He saw a big hulk of a man dressed in bear skin shirt and deer skin
pants. He was putting out traps for beaver. He turned and smiled at the
naked white boy. "Morning pilgrim, beautiful day isn't it?" Timothy grabbed
his clothing. He heard the man giggle "you can stay naked if you want
pilgrim you have a nice and yummy body." Timothy didn't listen, he
dressed. "I am called White Wolf by the Pawnee." The older man giggled
"yes, right I am Griz Cumberland, by my parents, not the Griz, its actually
Griswald, what's your christen name, son?"
     Timothy was quickly dressed and grabbed his rifle. "Gee son I'm
harmless, not like those Blackfeet who sure want your ass, and I don't mean
to fuck, either." Timothy was surprised "how do you know about the
Blackfeet? "Not much I don't know about?"  He paused to set a couple more
traps, "I know your name isn't White Wolf, maybe the Pawnee gave it to you,
for what I don't know why, by the way you want some breakfast? Timothy was
hungry. "I would like some sir, thank you. My name is Timothy Church, but I
prefer White Wolf."
     Timothy packed up and followed the old trapper for about a half mile
to his cabin above the river and in an alcove in the mountain. "I'm gonna
rustle up some flapjacks for us, you like flapjacks and honey Timothy
'White Wolf' Church? Griz chuckled and pulled out a bowl and started to mix
up some flour, milk, oil and eggs. Timothy looked at him "where did you get
the milk and eggs from?" Griz chuckled again "son got a cow in back and
some chickens." Timothy just replied "oh."
     Timothy ate his fill, he hadn't had white type food in such a long
time. "Thank you sir, that was good, haven't had a breakfast in a long
time." Griz nodded, his mouth was still full of food, and smiled. They put
the tin pans in a bucket and Griz poured hot water from his rock stove over
them. "You know Timothy I am ready for a bath, how about you?" Timothy
looked at him "a bath, sir where?"
     Griz had the boy follow him about a quarter mile to a pool against the
mountain. There was steam vent from the rocks above and the water trickled
down and into the pool. Timothy stuck in a finger and it was quite
warm. "How does this happen Griz? The man grinned "the mountains are
somewhat volcanic and the water comes out and lands in that there pool, I
love it after I place all my traps, it's relaxing. he was taking off all
his clothing, his body was hairy and the hair had a tinge of grey in it. he
stepped into the water.
     Timothy followed and soon the two were naked and resting in the warm
water. "Feels good on these old bones. Timothy eyed Griz's cock, it was big
and stuck out above the pool water. he stared at it. Griz looked at Timothy
who eyed his cock "you like men Timothy?" Timothy reddened "I do, I have an
Indian boy back in the Pawnee camp, and I had a time with Jace Kimball, but
he tried to kill me." Timothy told the older man the story. Griz moved
closer to the boy and put a big arm around him.
     Griz soaped up a wash rag and scrubbed Timothy's shoulders and back,
then moved to the boys chest and worked his way down the front until he
found Timothy's cock, with the rag and grasped the boys stiffing
appendage. he could hear a moan from Timothy, then a forward push from his
slim hips, his hand quickly took hold of Griz's cock and almost immediately
it got very big and hard. "gee Griz it's a nice one."
     The man hadn't had any sex in such a long time, he could only
masturbate, but here was this young and nubile boy who seemed to love the
grasp of men. Timothy looked up at the trapper with his big blue eyes "can
I suck it Griz, I suck very good?" The older man stood up and Timothy knelt
before him, he held the nice size throbbing penis and his red tongue snaked
out and ran around and around the purple head.
     Griz's eyes glazed over when Timothy's lips wrapped around the strong
girth and began to move back and forth sucking and licking the throbbing
cock, his hands ran through Timothy's mop of blond hair. He took it out and
pointed it up and ran his wet tongue up and around the ball sac. Timothy
sucked in one and sloshed it around and around in his warm wet mouth, then
to the other he sucked and covered it with his wet saliva. Griz could only
rock forward with his cock plunging in and out of Timothy's sucking
mouth. "Damn it to all boy you make an old man feel so good, I can feel my
old balls rumbling and tightening up, I'm gonna cum hard and there is going
to be a lot of it."
     Timothy took it as a warning and pulled his mouth back and clamped his
lips tightly at the back of the hard flared helmet. His tongue rolled over
and over the throbbing head as Griz held Timothy's head tightly. he fucked
the boy's mouth as gritted his teeth as the slit opened wide and belched
out hot gobs of his creamy sperm. Timothy was swallowing as fast as his
Adam's apple could bounce. After the forth blast of Griz's hot semen,
Timothy let the cock lay it's length on his tongue and caught the dribbles
as they pumped out. Timothy swallowed and smacked his lips.
     Griz had to quickly sit back in the water his legs were
shaking. Timothy smiled and licked his lips "As soon as you get it up you
can fuck me Griz, damn I need a hot cock deep inside of me, I'm so horny,
look at my cock, it tingles. Griz pulled him forward and sucked in the four
hard inches of hot boi-cock. Timothy groaned and felt his cock explode, it
felt so wonderful. His slim hips were pushing in and pulling back "Oooohhhh
Griz keep sucking, please keep sucking."
     Timothy's head swam as he erupted in the older man's sucking and
licking mouth. His smaller testicles crammed themselves against his body as
he pumped hot boi-honey. His thin legs shook and finally he extricated
himself from the man's mouth and sat in the warm pool of spring water. "God
Griz that felt so good, relax for awhile and then you can fuck me." They
laid in the soothing water and Timothy grasped the older man's cock and
played with it until it again rose to the proper hardness.
     Timothy got out and positioned himself on the soft moss. he wiggled
his ass and looked at the older man with a hot look "Griz, I'm ready for a
hot poking, you ready to poke me?" The older man knelt behind the hot
looking boy. Holding his rampant fleshy weapon and positioned it at his
waiting hole "fuck me Griz fuck me good, please." The man pushed forward
and slowly slipped forward until his graying pubes nestled against the hard
butt cheeks.
     Griz was deep into the young boy, he could feel Timothy clamping his
inner muscles in a sucking motion, he felt a shudder in his body as he
plunged in and out this was becoming the best fuck he had ever
experienced. His own nut sac was crawling up into his body, his sperm was
boiling again and he just wanted to cum, he fucked Timothy harder and he
was sweating profusely.
     "Damn Timothy you're so fucking tight, I just can't wait to cum, my
balls are shaking, oh god I can't hold back any longer, it's been so long
and I wish it could go on forever, fuck I'm cuming. His cock swelled inside
of Timothy, Timothy pushed back as hard as he could and awaited the blast
of sperm inside of his body, he just loved being fucked. The blast still
surprised him. The hot throbbing cock spit out hot semen deep into his
colon, blast after blast quickly filled him.
     Griz fell forward, his age had caught up with him and he was breathing
hard and deep, yet his cock still spit out dribbles of semen deep into the
wet, warm insides of Timothy. Then it began to roll back out and trail down
the boys legs. Two creamy pools appeared at Timothy" knees. "Gee Griz you
cum a lot, I'm so full of your cum." The man couldn't talk he was just
trying to breathe again.
     They cleaned up and went back to the cabin. "Sure glad you showed up,
by balls are singing your praises." Griz said chuckling. Timothy didn't
answer, but fed the wolf and saw more than one pair of eyes in the
brush. "Your wolf seems to have some friends." Timothy said "yes they have
been keeping up with us all the time, I am part of their pack." Griz gave
him a funny look "hows that?" Griz asked. "The big wolf had me and I am now
one of them."
      Griz looked at Timothy funny "he had you?" Timothy looked at him
without batting an eye "he's the pack leader, and I submitted, he mounted
me and fucked me, he is the leader and I recognized it, and he made me cum,
it was hot and if he wants' me again I will submit again. Griz blew his
breath out.
     The next morning Timothy packed up. he told Griz he's see him on the
way out, but he was on his way to the top and he would ask the Evening Star
what he should, he wanted to know if he should find his family or just stay
with the Pawnee. Griz asked him "what would you really like to do Timothy?
Timothy didn't answer, but waved as he rode away, the young wolf trotting
beside him.
     Up Timothy trekked into the mountain he was trying to find a place
where he could make a camp and call upon the Evening Star and ask for the
guidance he needed, one thing he noticed was his complete group of wolves
with the exception of the biggest. They were keeping a keen eye on Timothy.
     Finally he found a alcove that looked like the right place. Timothy
dismounted and tied his horse. It was funny that the horse wasn't afraid of
the presence of the wolves. He just grazed on the grasses. Tim gathered
firewood and dried brush to make a fire. Timothy stripped naked to be with
all the earth gods and goddesses, but he wanted to please the Morning Star
(male) and the Evening Star (female). He fed the wolves, but he abstained
from any nourishment, he would only drink water for the next five day, he
wanted to purify his inner self.
     Naked he sat close to his fire and chanted the way Running Bear had
instructed him. He would summon the Evening Star and beg for guidance in a
major decision for his life. He would ever stay with the Pawnee or head to
the west and find his parents and let them know if he would be with them or
on his own. Things had changed so much since Jace Kimball.
     On the fourth day she appeared to Timothy. He stood before her and
asked for the answer to his question. "Young White Wolf a sign will find
you soon" was all she said to him. Then she was gone. He sat and was very
perplexed, he wasn't sure what she meant. He looked up into the sky and saw
a bunch of shooting stars going from left to right. He looked around and
saw all the wolves crouching low. before him stood the big wolf looking him
into the eyes, he crouched like the rest.
     The big wolf slowly moved around behind Timothy. He felt a wet nose
sniff his behind. "Oh fuck he's going to do me again, I just know it."
Timothy moaned to himself. He felt a wet tongue run up the underside of his
cock, over his ball sac and into his wide open hole. The tongue worked in
him and he quickly found his penis fully erect, yet he didn't move the wolf
was the pack leader.
     Timothy felt a nip on his right butt cheek and he spread wider, the
big black wolf climb up and clamp his hips tightly with his strong
forefeet. Timothy braced himself, he knew what was going to happen. The
hard red wolf cock was trying to find an entrance, he was being poked by
the wet cock. Timothy swallowed hard as the hard wet penis was driven into
him, a second lunge and the knot had them locked.
     Timothy felt the hard fleshy stalk drive into him, it found his
special spot and he was getting the feeling that made a fucking something
he loved. The canine penis was shooting a lubricant into him continually,
it made the fucking smooth and slick. Timothy was hard and tingling, this
was a good feeling and a means of acceptance and dominance in the pack. His
own penis was swelling and he knew he was going to cum.
     The wolf drooled on Timothy's back as he kept up his pumping
rhythm. Back and forth the wolf's hips fucked Timothy and the boys penis
was ready to get relief, the piss slit opened and began to shoot it's hot
creamy sperm out in hot creamy bolts and formed a creamy pool below his
chest. The wolf began to howl and Timothy felt the explosion inside his
body, he looked to the west and saw an explosion of shooting stars.
     As Timothy had his climax he saw the sign she had promised. he must go
west and that meant to see his parents, yet she called him White Wolf, his
Pawnee name and he was still somewhat confused. Still he knew he must head
west and see his parents. Then as the wolf was finishing his climax it hit
Timothy. He was still White Wolf and he was only going west to let them
know he was well and he was a Pawnee.
     Timothy's head fell on the grass and moss, he rested from his climax
and the locking of his body and the big wolf. They were locked for almost
twenty minutes. he felt the hot length pulsing inside of him, yet he was
smiling, he had received his sign, just like she promised, and he had a
good cum to go with it. Finally he felt the canine cock pull away, there
was a "plop" and a fast rush of the wolf sperm and it fled from his
insides, the insides of his legs were glossy with the creamy runoff.
      Timothy looked under his body and saw the creamy pools at the base of
each leg. He still kept his body low, but he had his sign. he would eat,
wash up and head back to the Pawnee village, tell Running Bear he would go
to see his parents, but he would come back to the tribe, he was now a
Pawnee.
     Timothy still naked picked up his rifle and went hunting. Quickly he
found a big Elk and shot it. He drug the carcass back with the help of his
horse. He cut a big piece for himself and turned the rest over to the
wolves. They ate and he cooked his and ate. He slept and in the morning he
packed up and rode out. He stopped and spent the night with Griz.
     He then rode out of the mountains, his wolf following him, it took
three days to find the Pawnee village. Running Bear saw him from a
distance, he mounted his pony and rode out to meet Timothy. "Did you see
the Evening Star White Wolf?" Timothy silently nodded and said "yes Running
Bear, I saw her and she gave me a sign, the big wolf took me again and when
I came I saw her sign."
     That night in their hut. The two young bodies were entwined and
Timothy's cock buried deep inside of Running Bear, they fucked and
talked. Timothy told of the vision of Evening Star, then as he and the big
wolf came the sign landed in the west, so he knew he must go away for
awhile and see his family and tell of the change in his like and he was now
a Pawnee. "If I didn't Running Bear I would be a coward in my own eyes."

Part 6: Westward Ho!

Thanks to Cutterman (How was Russia?). To Papa Eagle for his input and to
the artists Jellofunk, Heredia and Malajuvian!

Look for: Part 1 of "Tanner Coats!" and Part 6 of "The Slutty Side of Eric!"