Date: Tue, 27 Apr 2010 19:02:33 -0700
From: Gary Pinto <gmony6@gmail.com>
Subject: Part 7: "The Wild Times of Timothy Church"

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

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Part 7: Sorry, but I got to get going!

     Timothy decided to stay with the Shoshone for a while, he really
wasn't in a hurry to get to the Oregon Territory. The Shoshone camp was
comfortable and time with Bear Killer was very comfortable. Timothy was
introduced to the sweat lodge. Inside the place was full of naked Indian
males and Timothy, it was hot and he was sweating profusely, a pipe was
passed around and Timothy puffed like the rest, he began to see colors
flashing around in front of his blue eyes, he felt lite headed.  Timothy
had never sweated as much as he did today, nor did he ever see so many
colors and funny looking animals. Finally he and a few others left and ran
to the stream and jumped in. His head still didn't clear, he did notice he
was fully erect.

     Wrapped in a blanked Timothy staggered into his tepee, he expected to
find Bear Killer waiting for him. His blue eyes widened as he saw a big
presence lying naked on the bearskin, it wasn't bear Killer, but a very
large Indian named Swooping Eagle. The adult lay there stroking his big
penis. Timothy couldn't help himself, he was already hard and let the
blanked slide from his very white body, he displayed his hard uncut cock to
Swooping Eagle, colors made the site exciting and he licked his lips.

     The large man didn't say anything, he reached and grasped Timothy by
his cock and pulled him close. He rolled his calloused thumb over Timothy's
tingling penis head. Timothy's legs were weak from the sweat lodge, but as
his penis was teased his legs began to shake and he slipped to his
knees. He grasped Swooping Eagle cock and bent forward, his red tongue tip
rolling around the uncut cock that had its foreskin pulled back making a
round tube at the corona base.

     Timothy looked at the big man, smiled and engulfed the penis into the
wet, warm recesses of his mouth. He heard a low moan from Swooping Eagle as
the cock was devoured into the depths of Timothy's tight throat. Timothy's
saliva flowed and greased the hard fleshy stalk, his head moving back and
forth giving Swooping Eagle a blow job to remember. The sparse pubic hair
was saliva coated and matted. Timothy now smelled something sweet, he
couldn't pin point it, the cock tasted like sugar, this was too funny, he
swallowed.

     The big Indian held Timothy at the scruff of the neck and helped him
with the bobbing of his head. Up and down the cock drove into the deepest
part of Timothy's tight throat, the cock corona pushed out against the side
and could be seen.  Finally he came back up for air, the cock shined with
saliva against the flickering fire.  Timothy examined the hard meat he had
been sucking on, this was the biggest cock he had ever seen. He gulped and
straddled the big fleshy stalk and placed it at his entrance. He pushed it
around and around to lube with the oozing precum. He looked back and
smiled. He couldn't wait to feel it inside of his body.

     Swooping Eagle took hold of Timothy's slim hips and pulled him down on
the bulbous head, at the same time his hips knifed forward and Timothy's
blue eyes got wide as he felt the cock drive deep into him. "Oooohhhh
Swooping Eagle it's so deep in me, I think I can taste it in the back of my
throat, I won't be able to walk right after you finish fucking me, but it
feels so good, fuck me, please fuck harder."

     Timothy was bouncing up and down and Swooping Eagle was pushing up to
meet the downward movements by the young boy he was fucking for all his
might. The two bodies were glossy with sweat as the moved together, anyone
outside of the tepee could hear the two moaning, grunting and
puffing. Timothy felt like he was wider than he had ever been before, and
his boi-cock was harder than it had ever been before, all he wanted to do
was cum and feel the hard blast of Swooping Eagle when he came also!

     Timothy ground down as he took the entire length of cock inside of his
young body. Swooping Eagle reached around and took hold of Timothy's hard
penis. The big Indian held the boi-penis and jerked it rapidly trying to
bring the boy off as he tried to cum also. Up and down and in and out the
hard cock made a slick path inside of Timothy. He could hear Timothy moan
and mumble the words "fuck me, please fuck me hard, oh I love the feeling
so much!"

     Timothy's long blond hair flew around as he bounced up and down and
from side to side. He was mouthing words that the big Indian didn't
understand and actually didn't care, he only wanted to cum and he pulled
Timothy's cock and he too was almost there. he yelled out "ooohhh fuck
Swooping Eagle here I cum, I'm shooting." His boi-cock was sending his
sperm out of his slit and into the air. He also could feel the massive cock
probing his insides as it was blasting hot sperm into the boy.

     "I can feel it, I can feel it, your cum is coating my insides, there
is so much of it, so much and it feels wonderful." He was looking back at
Swooping Eagle who was grimacing as he came and coated Timothy's insides
with his man cream. His colon was flooded with gobs and gobs of Indian
sperm, but Timothy loved each and every recoil of the big cock as it
deposited more and more before it made way out of the pulsing boys anus!

     Timothy fell off to the side, his hole pulsed as the sperm oozed out
of his body in squirts. It made a puddle below his butt and he had a grin
on his face, he ad cum also and Timothy loved to cum. Swooping Eagle laid
spread eagle on his back trying to regain proper breathing, this was
something he would never forget, he now wanted to convince Timothy to stay
and share his tepee, yet he knew the boy would say no!

     Timothy lay in Swooping Eagles strong arms, he decided he had better
leave in the morning, it would be better that way, if he stayed around any
longer he wouldn't go. In the morning he packed, the young wolf was excited
to get on their way. Bear Killer was in tears "oh White Wolf please stay
with me, I will cook and clean for you, please stay!" Timothy looked at the
young boy "I wish I could, but I must find my family, it is a quest I
cannot shirk, but maybe I will be back this way and I will see you again?"
He bent and kissed the boys head.

     Swooping Eagle was in the background and he too had a downcast look on
his face. Timothy nodded to him and gave him a small forefinger wave,
Timothy could still feel the massive cock that Swooping Eagle had buried
inside of him, as he rode out of the village he had to readjust his own
cock, it had hardened and became uncomfortable. As he rode out he looked
back a few times, then headed to the Oregon Territory, Brother Wolf was
right alongside.

     Timothy rode North-West toward the mountains. He could see the tops
covered by white, Timothy guessed that was snow. He hoped that the fall
would take it's time or at least give him time to make it over and into the
warmer valley. Timothy looked down at Brother Wolf "looks like we just
might make it in time, or at least I hope. He heard a growl and chuckled,
Brother Wolf understood him.

     Timothy had been told that he could trust the Bannock, so he should
heat into their lands. He looked for a village, but didn't see one. What he
did see was a group of trapper's coming his way, he counted five and looked
for somewhere to head to avoid them. He wasn't able to bypass the group so
he rode toward them.

     The group leader Ben Rutledge raised up an hand to halt the five and
looked around to see how many Indians they were facing. A broad grin
covered his hairy face "well I'll be fucked" he said astonished "look a
white Injin, I didn't know there were any?"  The whole group stared at
Timothy. "hello son, who are you?" Timothy never cracked a smile "I am
White Wolf of the Pawnee." Ben Rutledge shook his hairy head, covered with
a skunk skin covering.

     Rutledge smiled "what is your real name son, you're not an injin,
there are no white injins, now what is your white name?" Timothy said "i am
called Timothy Church by the whites, but I am now of the Pawnee, now let me
by sir." Ben Rutledge shook his head "now there has to be a story to this
boy, you make camp with us and then you can go on your way, we won't hurt
you, but this is too good to be true."

     Timothy decided that he had better maker camp with them and then
go. One of the other trappers looked at Brother Wolf "he ain't gonna bite,
is he?" Timothy looked at the man "if you try to hurt me you will have your
ass tore up and if you bother him you will be the first one killed, does
that satisfy your interest?" The trapper smiled "I don't want any trouble
son, just wanted to know if I was safe." Then he laughed out loud.

     The group made camp and Timothy made his own camp a little distance
from them. Rutledge yelled over at Timothy "you can eat with us, we don't
bite none?" Timothy moved to their fire and sat, his cap and ball revolver
strapped to his side. Two of the trappers were cooking rabbit and a turkey
they had killed the day before, and it did smell good to Timothy.

     "OK son now tell us just how in the hell you became an injin?" Timothy
told them how everything had happened. How the Pawnee had rescued him from
Jace Kimball and his death with the Blackfoot arrows. He told of his
acceptance by the Pawnee and his relationship with Little Bear. He told of
how he killed the three Blackfoot braves. One trapper Gabe Bertrim asked
"you killt three of them by yourself?" Timothy told them that the wolf pack
had helped and that he was accepted into the pack.

     Ben's head snapped to look at Timothy "you're accepted as part of the
pack by its leader, how could that be?" Timothy looked straight at Ben
"yes, after he fucked me." You could have heard a pin drop when he said
it. Finally the trapper named Gabe Bertrim asked "he fucked you, anyone
else fuck you Timothy?" Timothy proudly said "many braves have had sex with
me, but my first was a boat Captain, I am attracted to men."

     The group got a funny look on their faces. Ben again asked "you and
men have sex, that means you suck cock, right?" Timothy nodded "I have, I
have sucked many, I love the taste of cum, I love to make men feel good."
Five trapper's eyes lit up. Gabe looked at his fellow trappers and then
back at Timothy "you wouldn't mind giving us some pleasure with your mouth
and body, we have a bit of gold nuggets, we could make a deal?"

     Timothy looked at the five "you need to bathe." To Timothy's surprise
Ben stood up "there's a waterfall a hundred yards back, let's all take a
bath and then Timothy will make us feel good, right Timothy? Timothy
swallowed hard, but nodded in approval. Quickly the five and Timothy were
under the waterfall, the men had found their soap and scrubbed themselves
clean and Timothy also."

     The six then lounged around the small stream and waterfall. Timothy
made them lay on their backs and knelt before Ben first and grasped the
good sized uncut cock in his hand and brought his lips to the head, his red
tongue swirled around the head, Ben moaned and pushed up to try and push
more of his cock into Timothy's mouth. Timothy felt Gabe behind him, he
knew he was about to be fucked and relaxed to accept Gab's cock into his
body.

     Timothy's blue eyes got big as Gab's cock hit bottom, his boi-cock
seemed to try and drive out of his skin, he gasped and then looked back
"gee you have a wonderful cock," then he went back to sucking Ben down to
the root and the mass of white speckled pubic hair. He used his red tongue
tip to wag across the tighten ball sac. He could hear Ben groan.

     The other three trappers stood around stroking their cocks and
awaiting their turn to have sex with Timothy, they only wished the two
would hurry up and cum so they could take their places.  They watched
Timothy's hips bouncing up and down and his head pushing forward as deep as
he could take the hard fleshy cock.

     Ben Rutledge couldn't hold back any longer, his cock swelled and
erupted in Timothy's sucking mouth. Timothy's Adams apple was bouncing up
and down fast as he swallow the hot blast of cum. He drank the creamy goo,
his tongue licked over the hard mass of man meat. Gabe was there now. he
grabbed Timothy's hips and plunged his cock in and shot off his blast deep
into the boys tight colon, cum flooded in and with Timothy holding the
other cock they heard Timothy yell "more cock, give me more cock, I need
more cock." This excited the rest.

     Ben was replaced by another trapper Cort Halvorsen. He slipped down
under Timothy. The hot horny boy grasped the cock and wanked it up and
down, then clasped his red lips around the the hardening stalk and
swallowed it. Cort's was surprised "fuck this kid like cock, fuck he
swallowed it all, look, look!" The boys mouth was buried in the black
pubes, his red tongue again wagging on the ball sac and driving Cort out of
his mind.

     Gabe was replaced by Orly Dickerson. Holding his cock he placed it at
Timothy's hole, cum was oozing out and the hard cock was driven until his
hairy pubes covered his ass. "Fuck he's tight, I love fucking a tight
hole." Orly moaned as his ass was driving his cock in as deep and then
drawing back out and back in again. Holding Timothy by his slim hips he
rode the boy like he was breaking a" bronc." Cort had hold of Timothy's
blond head and fucked the boys mouth like he was fucking his hole, Timothy
had clamped down behind the flared corona, his tongue polishing the head.

     The only trapper left was a black former slave named Jimmy, his big
black cock lay in his hands and he was going to get some white boy, he
could barley bring his fingers around his big black log. He stroked it back
and forth and precum had made the coal black head glossy. He mumbled to
himself "can't wait to fuck this white boy, just can't wait, yes um, I
can't!"

     Orly hadn't fucked anything in such a long time, his cock swelled and
his cum shot forth deep into the boy. The inside of Timothy's white legs
were covered with sperm, they were glossy even at dusk. Orly pulled out and
cum flowed out. "Jimmy your next." Orly had walked away, and Jimmy knelt
behind Timothy and plunged his hard mass into the boys slick depth. Timothy
pulled his sucking mouth off of Cort's cock and turned to see the big black
man fucking him. "Oh god your black." Timothy had never thought he would
have a black cock, it was too late now.

     Timothy stuffed Cort's cock back into his mouth. His saliva coated the
fleshy stalk, he held it and licked it like a piece of mountain ice. Cort
was swaying and moaning, his balls were tight against his body. He grabbed
Timothy head for support. "Oooohhhh fuck here cums my cum, oh swallow me
Timothy or White Wolf, who ever the fuck you are, just drink my sperm,
drink it down." He exploded in the boys mouth and Timothy did as asked, he
swallowed and licked the man's spewing penis until it was clean, red capped
and glossy.

     Now just Jimmy was fucking him, the other four lay around naked,
stroking and watching the show. A big black cock buried entirely into the
boys stretched boi-hole. Timothy's forearms held him in place and his head
would turn and look back at the sweating black man and his hard driving
penis. The big coal colored cock began to swell, Timothy felt his hole
stretch more, his boi-cock throbbed, the head tingled and his piss slit
opened wide.

     As his cock recoiled and shot forth his sperm, the black did the same.
He felt hot and creamy black man's sperm fill him up. Timothy was tired,
his blond head lay down on his forehead and he watched the big black balls
slap his, also he saw creamy sperm drip out and make a puddle between his
legs, it joined the two at the base of his knees.

     When Jimmy pulled out, his cock had cummy residue on its length "come
on Timmy clean off his cock, clean off that cum." Timothy turned and sucked
in the cum covered black stalk and sucked off the sperm. The black cock
slipped out of his mouth and Timothy fell forward. Ben threw a big bear
skin over him to protect him from the night chill, the rest went back to
the camp.

     Timothy rose up early and stood under the cool water. he cleaned off
and was soon joined by Cort and Ben. The three soon got out, the water was
cold. The three dried off and Timothy was handed a small bag. "you sure
gave us a good time Timothy, you take this and use it when you need it, it
should help you out when you go and see your family, we sure would like it
if you joined us, but we know you won't. We have to go, the round up will
be upon us soon, you take care of yourself."

     He watched as the five rode off to the east. he and the little wolf
rode to the west. he felt a bit sore, but he had had a great cum and that
was what mattered. He looked to the west as they came out of the mountains.
They saw green and more green. There was meadows and he saw it sprinkled
with wild flowers of white, gold, and reds, behind it was more trees than
he had ever seen in his young life. He rode down into the valley and headed
west.

     As Timothy slowly rode toward the woods he opened the small leather
bag, it was full of golden nuggets. He couldn't believe it, yet he wasn't
sure what he was going to do with gold. He tightened the bag and put it
back around his neck. he looked down and Brother Wolf "maybe I will buy a
cow of your own, how would you like it?" He wolf looked up as though he
knew what Timothy was talking about.

     They rode onto the woods, they seemed to grow and touch the sky.
Timothy was tired and decided that they would make an early camp. He looked
for water and an hour later could hear the babbling sounds of running
water. A few minutes later there was a stream and he looked west farther it
became a larger river. Timothy made camp and started a small fire with his
flint. Then he made a sharp spear from a long branch for fishing.

     Timothy waded into the stream, fish swam all around his ankles, more
trout than he had ever seen in his life. A larger silver fish swam close
and he speared it. He brought in to his eyes, he wasn't sure what it was,
it was much bigger than the trout. He speared again and brought in a large
German Brown trout. The third he speared was a medium sized Rainbow. That
was enough for him and the young wolf. The horse had found some grass and
ate his fill.

     They ate the trout and some of the silver fish. The meat was reddish
pink and was more oily that the trout, but it was better tasting than the
trout. In the morning he would try and spear a couple more and cook them to
eat on the train. Brother wolf ate their fill. Timothy laid out the bear
skin and he and Brother wolf snuggled together for warmth and slept.

     In the morning Timothy awoke. he was surrounded by five Indians.
Slowly he stood up, placed his palm out and up "I am White Wolf of the
Pawnee." Another brave approached and placed a hand up in the same manner
Timothy did. In broken English he said he was Black Hand of the Bannock,
why are you here in our country White Wolf?"

Part 8: Meeting more friends!

Thanks to Cutterman (hope you had a bunch of fun!). Thanks to all those
artists I always mention.

Look for: Part 2 of Tanner Coats! Part 3 of Joshua Reading!