Date: Tue, 20 Apr 2010 14:58:13 -0700
From: Gary Pinto <gmony6@gmail.com>
Subject: Part 6: "The Wild Times of Timothy Church"

THE WILD TIMES OF TIMOTHY CHURCH
By Max the Cat
(MM/t-t/t)

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Part 6: Westward Ho!

     Timothy made ready to go and find his family, Running Bear made it
known he wanted to go with him, Timothy told him that it was something he
must do alone, and Running Bear was needed here with the tribe. "Running
Bear I will return, I promise, besides I have the young wolf as protection,
he won't let anything happen to me." Men of the tribe gave him instructions
on which way he should go, what he should take and to keep away from the
Blackfeet.

     Iron Horse Man told him to stay close to the Snake River "they water
is sweet water, but the river has dangerous crossings, please be careful."
Timothy thanked him and he would follow his instructions.  Big Bear Charges
told him not to take the Hudspeth cut off "it will take you to California,
and rub with bear grease to ward off flying bugs (misquotes), he thanked
him too.

      Timothy packed up his things, lots of ammo and sharpened his long
Bowie Knife and water. he made is good bye's then rode to the northwest. It
would be a long and dangerous ride to the Willamette Valley, he looked back
with tears in his eyes. Running Bear rode with him on the first day, but
turned back, tears rolling down his cheeks.

     On the fifth day out Timothy ran into an army patrol. The officer
in-charge raised his hand and halted his men. He looked Timothy up and
down. "Just who in the hell are you young man, dressed as an Indian?"
Timothy didn't flinch "just who in the hell are you?" He retorted. The
officer was a bit taken aback, the boy acted like an Indian, totally
indifferent to him or his question, yet spoke perfect English.

     "Well I'm Captain Myles O'Hare of the Fifth Calvary, now you are?"
Timothy without losing any composure said "I am White Wolf of the Platte
Pawnee, good day." He started to bypass the troop. "Hold it son, I know who
you are, your that Church boy, right, I'm right, huh?" Timothy nodded
"could be, why?" "Well I'll be damned, you're alive and well I see."
Timothy shrugged, said nothing and started to go about his own business.

     A sergeant grabbed the reigns of the pony. Timothy looked at him "if
you don't let go of my horse, you get to meet the three Blackfeet I
killed." The soldier dropped the reigns like they had burned his hand. The
captain looked at the sergeant "he also cut off their cocks and balls." The
sergeant broke into a sweat. "Captain if you must know, I am on my way to
see my family in the Oregon Territory. "

     The Captain then asked "do you mind if we ride with you for awhile, we
are going west also?" Timothy shrugged "it's a free country." He then
looked down at the little wolf "come brother we have ground to cover." They
rode off without looking at the Captain or his men.  The sergeant looked at
the captain "brother, what the hell?" The captain shrugged, he didn't know
what to think or say?

      Timothy kept close to the river, water was the most important thing,
you could go without food, but not water. Toward the evening he made
camp. He was coming out of the water when he saw the military patrol
approaching him, he made a sour face, then went about his own things. The
captain approached him "hope you don't mind us joining you Timothy?"
Timothy looked at him "would it matter if I didn't want you around me?" The
captain forced a smile "it is a free country, right?" Timothy said nothing
and dressed.

     The captain actually wanted to take him to the fort, but couldn't
think of a reason to make him. "Timothy you can break bread with us?"
Timothy shook his head "I have my own food, I have fresh trout and wild
onions, keep your own food." He went to his part of the river, he and the
wolf ate, his horse grazed on the grasses next to the river.

     In the morning the troopers were saddling up and Timothy decided to
stay. The captain detailed two troopers to stay and keep an eye on
Timothy. Timothy wasn't very happy, but he had a plan up his sleeve. The
rest of the patrol rode off and the two trooper dismounted. They were maybe
only eighteen and Timothy laid back and kept to himself. The two troopers
made a small camp, the captain decided he would return in a day or two and
maybe roundup Timothy. Timothy had another idea and he waited until the
troop was out of side and then made his move.

     Once again he stripped and dove into the water. He yelled to the two
troopers "the water is so nice, you ought to join me." Private Gamble and
Private Gruber a German enlistee looked at each other, shrugged and
stripped and joined the younger boy. Timothy swam close and was soon
between them "you know I love sex with men and I haven't had any in a long
time." His hand found both of their penises and began to wank them. "You
can fuck me if you want, I bet you're horny?"

     Timothy moved the two boys back onto the river bank, he stood waist
deep and his mouth was in direct contact with the two military owned
cocks. Timothy smiled at the two young soldiers. His head bent forward to
the left and ran his red tongue around the Gruber's uncut cock head. Then
to the right he repeated the act on Gamble's uncut cock. From left to right
his head bobbed, then his mouth engulfed the cock to the left and sucked in
over half of the fleshy tube. He wanked the other. Smiling at the two he
went and did the same to the other.

     Back and forth he performed oral sex on each throbbing cock. Timothy
straddled Gamble and holding it to his waiting boi-hole he sank down until
the whole cock disappeared in his body. He pulled up and Gruber's and he
rose and laid his cock on Timothy's bottom lip. Quickly it was swallowed up
and Timothy sucked an slurped the throbbing penis as he bounced on the
other.

     Timothy ground down and used his inner muscles on the throbbing
cock. He sucked and licked the hard penis as he worked to draw out the
man's creamy sperm. Gruber was moaning and fucking the boys mouth. His eyes
widened when Timothy swallowed the cock to the hairy root. Gruber felt a
shaking shiver go up his spine, he could feel his cum boiling throughout
his body.

     As Timothy ground down, he used the inner muscles to milk the cock,
the soldier through his head back and groaned and his cock exploded inside
of Timothy, he couldn't believe he could cum that much. Gruber had to grab
hold of Timothy's head as he came in the boys sucking mouth. Timothy
swallows quickly, he ground down harder. Timothy kept up his sucking and
licking, the trooper's knees weakened and shook.

     The two soldiers were spent. They both lay back and closed their eyes,
the boy had sapped them of any strength. Between the riding across the
prairie and now Timothy they fell asleep. Quickly Timothy dressed, tied up
their clothing and weapons and led their horses across the river and rode
off leaving them naked and alone. They never awoke until Timothy was
completely out of sight.

     About a mile down river he threw their belongings into a briar patch,
cut their horses loose and rode off into the western sun. Captain O'Hare
arrive the next day to find his two privates horseless, naked and sun
burnt. He had to chuckle, his men out witted by a thirteen year
old. Looking into the west he said to himself "have a good trip Timothy,
hope you find your way."

     Timothy left the Pawnee territory and had now entered area of the
Shoshoni. He was dressed in his Pawnee garb and he felt he was being
watched yet he saw no one. His brother wolf had never left his side and he
was happy about that. He stayed south of the area covered by the Flathead
and Bannocks, yet he feared none of them.

     He made a camp on the Snake river. The river was full of fish and he
was able to catch three trout, two Rainbows and a German Brown. He also was
able to catch a large Prairie Chicken Rooster and cooked it over an open
fire. He cooked the fish on sticks and put them into a pouch to eat on the
trail. The wolf and Timothy devoured the fowl and slept. He bathed in the
Snake and then decided to spend another day in the spot, he wanted to give
his pony a rest and eat his fill, they had been moving quickly, he had made
a good bit of distance between himself and the pony soldiers.

     Again that afternoon Timothy swam, he loved the water. The wolf was
now a mature wolf and sat on the river bank and kept watch, he wasn't as
trusting as Timothy. Timothy crawled out of the water and scratched the
brother wolf on the scruff of his neck. Timothy laid back on the cool green
grass and took hold of his cock and began to pleasure himself. he slowly
pulled his cock up and down and produced a creamy bead. His blue eyes were
closed and the breeze felt good.

     Timothy felt an electric charge run up his backside, his blue eyes
opened wide. The wolf stood over him and with his long red tongue he ran it
from the base of Timothy's ball sac, up the sensitive underside and to the
tip and licked the creamy bead clean. "Onnnhhhh that's so good, so very
good." Timothy shivered and the big red tongue rolled over the uncut penis
head. Timothy couldn't believe how good it felt. The wolf kept up his
licking and Timothy's hand found the wolf's sheath and began a slow massage
on the outside of the cock encased sheath.

     The act between the two felt so right to Timothy, the big red canine
tongue seemed to wrap completely around his wanting cock. He jacked the
wolf back and forth until there was three inches of wolf penis protruding
and Timothy couldn't help himself he wrapped his lips around it and began
to suck the hot red canine cock. In and out the wolf's hips worked his own
cock, Timothy's red tongue licked the hot red tube.

     Timothy sucked and licked and his mind thought of the pack leader who
had fucked him and wondered of the younger wolf would do the same, Timothy
wanted the feeling of a hot cock inside of his body, he wanted a good
fucking. Timothy pulled away and got on all fours and swayed his waiting
ass. The wolf stood and his red cock swung beneath, now almost eight inches
protruded. he sniffed the air.

     The wolf mounted Timothy, wrapped his forepaws around the boys
midsection and began to stab. Timothy reached around, found the slippery
red penis and brought it to his waiting hole. The wolf made a hard stab and
ran in almost the entire length. His red tongue hung from the side of his
mouth and his hips punched in again, the fat knot entered Timothy's waiting
body and sealed them together. Timothy felt the entire length of hot wolf
cock inside of his body, the girth surprised him.

     The hard red wolf cock found Timothy's special spot and scrapped over
it. His own cock hardened, throbbed and stuck straight out under his tummy,
he was being fucked at a maddening pace and he loved each and every hot
stroke. His cock tingled all around the flared corona, precum had coated
the cock head and it glistened in the afternoon sunlight. In and out his
body, the wolf's penis seemed to gain girth, and Timothy loved it.

     Timothy felt his own cock tingle and swell, his balls got tight
against his body and his cum was boiling, Timothy was almost there. The
wolf seemed to dig in even farther and Timothy couldn't hold back any
longer, his penis swelled and the slit opened wide. Hot human sperm was
fired out. One, two and three hot creamy bolts of semen shot out and the
first hit Timothy on the right nipple, a long creamy string finally dropped
and joined the pool below,

     The wolf was humping hard and fast, he began a low growl and kept
shooting his lubricant into the boy. Now he could feel this new feeling, he
panted and felt his first ever cuming. Hot shots of his canine sperm jumped
out and into Timothy. the sperm flooded his colon, the warm creamy feeling
again sent chills into Timothy, he could even feel excess running down the
inside of his thing legs, yet he loved the feeling. The Wolf had collapsed
on Timothy's back, they just stayed in place for over twenty minutes.

     The knot finally lost girth and the wolf's cock slipped out and they
both fell on their sides. The wolf cleaned his cock and Timothy laid there,
his hole pulsing and shooting out excess canine sperm, he had cum hard and
he was tired again, yet it had been a wonderful cum, one of the best he had
ever had!

     In the morning they moved out to the west. Timothy felt good and his
brother wolf was right alongside.  Toward early afternoon the road to a
bluff and looked down to see a very large encampment of Indians. He looked
down at the sitting wolf "well should we go down and introduce ourselves?"
Slowly they moved down and into the encampment. He rode slowly, the wolf
right next to him.

     The Shoshoni scrambled from their tepees, to look at the white boy,
dressed as a Pawnee warrior. Timothy put a hand up, the palm facing out and
said in Pawnee he was a friend. A very tall man approached him and said in
perfect English. He was asked if he spoke English and he smiled "yes, I
speak English, I am called White Wolf by my Pawnee brothers." The big
Indian introduced himself as "Big Elk Stands!" He was a sub chief of the
tribe. He asked why Timothy was there and Timothy explained that he and his
wolf brother were on his way to see his white family.

     Big Elk Stands gave him a queer look, then asked why he was not with
them now? Timothy explained what had happened to him and that Jace
Kimball. The Indian's big brown eyes opened wide. Timothy told them of what
had happened to him and how the Pawnee had killed Jace and rescued him. The
Indian placed a hand on each of Timothy's shoulders "you are welcome here
White Wolf, you and your brother." Big Elk Stands told of his younger
brother who was beaten to death by Jace Kimball, I only wish it had been I
and not the Pawnee who ended his life, the next time you see your people,
thank them for me, White Wolf."

     Timothy was introduced to Fast Running Bird the tribal chief. He
welcomed White Wolf and gave him a Tepee to stay in. Timothy thanked him
and found a crowd awaiting to greet him. Big Elk Stands had told them that
the Pawnee had killed Jace Kimball, and what had happened to Timothy. He
was invited by many of the warriors. He thanked them and told he would have
food with each as long as he was in their presences.

     When he was asked if he had a wife, he had to explain he wasn't like
that. He told that he actually had Running Bear. It brought some snickers,
yet his choices were accepted. They also worshipped the Morning and Evening
Star and boys like him were under the protection of the Evening Star. There
were a few braves who eyed Timothy, he smiled and didn't push away their
advances, but he wanted to be by himself.

     That night Timothy ate with a sub chief Big Eagle Swoops and his
family. In the corner saw a young boy Timothy's age. The boy had what
looked like big claw like scars on his bare chest. His left nipple was
missing. Timothy inquired of Big Eagle Swoops who the young brave was. "He
is my young brother Bear Killer." Timothy asked how he got the scars. He
was told that he was attached by a big bear and he killed the bear and they
gave him the name Bear Killer. Timothy nodded to the boy and said he was
honored to be in the presence of such a brave warrior and bear killer. The
boy actually blushed, Timothy asked just how he killed the bear? The boy
got a b road smile "I stabbed him in the neck and cut the big vein and he
bled to death fast." Timothy smiled broadly "you are very brave, very
brave, I have much honor to be in your presence Bear Killer."

     He was told that Bear Killer was also under the protection of the
Evening Star "he like you White Wolf is a man lover." Timothy gave the boy
a very big smile. "Tomorrow you must join us in the sweat lodge White Wolf,
will you join us?" Timothy said he would be honored. He begged to be
excused, it had been a long ride and he wanted to bathe in the river and
sleep. He thanked the man's squaw and left. He went to the river and jumped
in. He heard a splash and beside him was Bear Killer. "Can I sleep in your
lodge White Wolf?" The boy asked. Timothy nodded and smiled.

     Hand in hand Timothy and Bear Killer slowly walked to the
tepee. Inside a small fire warmed the air inside, bear skins and blankets
covered the floor. The two teens sat down and Timothy felt a soft hand
grasp his hardening penis. He laid back and let the teen have fun with his
body. The braids fell forward and Timothy felt a wet tongue run along the
underside of his cock. The tongue ran down to his hairless ball sac and
felt each sac encased ball slosh in the other boys warm, wet mouth, the
cock still in Bear Killer's warm grasp, was being squeezed and released and
squeezed again, it felt so good, so exciting.

     Timothy rose up on his elbows to see his cock slip into Bear Killer's
warm, wet mouth, he shuddered and reached for Bear Killer's already hard
brown penis. The Indian teen stretched out and gave Timothy's mouth
complete access to his throbbing brown stalk, it too began to feel a warm
and wet presence surround it. The two were sucking and licking each other's
throbbing organs, they were fucking the other's wet mouth, hips punching in
and out trying to reach an attainable climax.

     They broke apart and Bear Killer dug out a bottle of scented oil, he
had traded twenty beaver pelts for to a trader who had passed through. The
oil had the scent of Sandalwood and he poured a small amount in his palm
and then applied it to Timothy's rampant cock. He worked the cock up and
down then laid on his back and splayed his brown legs wide giving Timothy
total access to his waiting body.

     Timothy grinning knelt between them holding his rampant red penis and
placed the scented cock at Bear Killer's waiting hole and pushed
forward. With some difficulty he finally plunged foreword until his sparse
haired root met the Indian boys hairless body. He began to fuck the boy
hard and deep. His lips met the only nipple and began to lick and suck the
hard flesh. He felt the other boys legs tie around his midsection, their
bodied pushed to meet the downward stroke.

     As Timothy plunged his cock in and out of Bear Killer he held the boys
cock and ran his thumb over the tingling head. The Indian boy lurched
forward and moaned in a language Timothy did not understand, yet he knew
what was being said by Bear Killer. Timothy rolled his thumb, his hips
pounded as he could feel the hot building of his sperm seeking it's
explosive exit from body.

     Bear Killer gritted his teeth. He began to fire off all over Timothy's
thumb. He was still moaning in his language. Timothy whispered to him "here
I cum, I'm going to cum in you, get ready." Timothy swelled and erupted
shooting hot creamy gobs of his semen deep into his sex partner. Timothy
kept humping and shooting sperm one, two three and a fourth time, then he
fell forward breathing in hard, short pants.

     The two laid on their backs and said nothing, they only looked up at
the smoke filtering uo and out the top of their tepee...........

Part 6: Sorry, but I have to get going!

Thanks to Cutterman (hope you share the pics). To The artists and Papa
Eagle, hope you like this part? To Jay, hope this part is good enough to
join the others on your hard drive!

Look for Part 3 of "Joshua Reading" and part 1 of "Tanner Coats!"