Date: Thu, 15 May 2003 15:36:55 -0700
From: Bert Carley <bertcarley@goldrush.com>
Subject: Young Teddy's Escapades - Part 6

The following story is fiction. It involves sexually explicit erotic
events between males. If you are offended by such material, are too
young, or live in an area where it is not allowed, don't read the story.
In the world of this story, the characters do not always use condoms. In
the real world, everyone should practice safe sex.

Comments and suggestions should be directed to bertcarley@goldrush.com


Young Teddy's Escapades - Part 6

You are all probably wondering why I was not friendly with guys my own age
as I started through my adolescent years. Why didn't I have friends my own
age I ran around with or have to the house to sleep over and all that stuff
boys my age regularly do. The Williams boys 14 and 16 were considerably
older than I was at 8 when they first took me under their wings and trained
me to be their bottom boy. They had screwed me for over three years before
their family moved away from next door to another city. Boys my age were
still playing grab ass, at the most, having jack-off sessions with each
other. I already was well versed in the advance skills associated with male
to male sexual pleasures, a well- trained bottom to not just one, but these
two very assertive and dominant guys. I could not be bothered with boys my
own age. They bored me! I had nothing in common with them. I wanted to
associate with older guys that were looking for some hot young ass and knew
what to do with me when our paths met. Trained as their Bottom, I fit their
need like a glove - soft, warm, pretty, submissive, and with a nice tight
ass, made for fucking.

The very first year I worked at the California State Fair, I learned
quickly that it was the older guys that had the experience to tickle my
fancy and deliver the goods. The Older Cowboys knew what they were
doing. They had already learned how to treat a bottom boy and knew that
foreplay was an important part of getting a bottom boy turned on to them. I
learned quickly that the good Tops were all among the mature group, the
ones that would give me plenty of foreplay before they used me for their
own masculine pleasures. The young Cowboys in my age group just wanted head
or a fast fuck out behind the barms, they were then gone in a flash after a
quick uneventful climax.

I learned a lot about myself that first year at the State Fair. I liked
older men, hairy men, men with muscles and tattoos, pungent man scents, big
uncircumcised dicks and macho dominant guys that liked it rough and
tumble. I especially liked guys that liked to lick and suck my sweet young
rosebud, delivering this as an integral part of their foreplay before they
put the meat to me. I loved the feel of a nice moustache, beard or whisker
stubble rubbing against my inner thighs as a nice long hot tongue made love
to my pinkie. Well, I could not get any of these things with high school
boys my own age, now could I?

The guys I had sex with more often than a one night stand all happened to
fall into just a few categories, all mostly 10, 20, or 30 years older than
me, mostly bisexual and always very straight acting. They were usually
cowboys, construction workers, bikers, or the hippie types, many of which
liked rough sex, kink, and had very dominant personalities - renegades to a
certain degree. I did not always get the foreplay I liked from all the guys
in these groups, but I usually would get most everything else.

The Williams brothers had, from the very beginning recognized my
potential. They had not only turned me into their submissive Bottom, but
they turned on, at that early age, to rough sex and the kinky sex. I could
not help myself, they had me imprinted to enjoy exactly what the Williams
boys wanted. After the Fair experiences with older cowboys, the Carnie
Dudes, Pedro and Chico, the truckers, Buddy and Jake, when Max and Papa Joe
started on me, I was a 100%, submissive bottom boy.

Both Papa Joe and Max were dominant personalities and immediately
recognized my sexual needs. Like father, like son, they both were just the
kind of guys that could deliver big time, fill all my needs! PJ recognized
it immediately. It took Max a bit longer. PJ always had the upper hand over
Max, no matter how much Max tried to dominate his dad, he was not match for
him. They both scrapped quite a bit, PJ always came out the victor. He was
the more dominant.

 I liked them both, Max never ran out of stamina, could fuck all night
long, but when PJ made love to me, it was always special and took me to new
heights. I use to spend weekends with them, telling my parents I was
sleeping over at a friend's house. Now that I had a cell phone, my parents
could contact me, but yet they had no idea where I really was at the
moment. This worked out just great! I found I could spend entire weekends
with those two dominant hunks, get drunk, stoned, and get all the sex I
could handle.

When I had enough units to graduate from high school, I started attending
the local area, junior college. My dad purchased a used Toyota Coupe for
me, so I could get to and from school each day. With the car and the
cellular phone, it gave me the ability to really get out an about should I
want. However, I was perfectly happy with Max and PJ for quite awhile. They
had an open door policy, treated me like their girlfriend, bought me
presents and delivered awesome sex. They taught me to like things most
people would find repulsive. I loved the taste of their piss, from the very
first time they served it to me as they treated me to a golden shower one
night. I didn't like eating their asses out at first, but after their
persistent demands, I soon took to liking that also. Like they kept telling
me, "Once you get by the smell, you got it licked girl, so keep on
lick'in!" They were crude, rude and tattooed, but they were sexy and sure
knew how to push all my right buttons. They became my life force! I fell in
love with those two bikers and would have done anything for them. Just
looking at them kept me enraptured inside, my heart throbbing, lusting for
their attention.

I got a real surprise one evening. Papa Joe and Max decked me all out in
leathers that they had purchased from one of their club members. They were
his late wife's and were all in light brown leather with long tassels sewn
into the seams that definitely registered feminine. They even had a pair of
brand new brown women's 1-1/2inch healed boots that matched the
outfit. They spent the better part of an hour fitting me into those
garments, since the vest, jacket and pants all had leather crisscross
lacing that had to be loosened and then tightened again around me until
they were skin tight. There was even a brown skull helmet to match the
outfit, gauntlets, and open palm gloves. Surprisingly, everything fit,
including the boots. They had purchased a studded, brown, leather dog
collar that they put on me as the final touch. They stood back and admired
me and alternated saying, "Fantastic, Sexy, Awesome, Mouthwatering, Wait
till the guys see her, they will go wild with envy!" They had been bugging
me for over a month to go to meetings and the social gatherings of "The
Nomad's Motorcycle Club" with them. They wanted to show me off, but I kept
declining since school was not out yet and I had to spend a lot of time
studying, since I was carrying 21 units this semester, at junior college.
I promised them, as soon as summer vacation arrived in a few more weeks I
would go on some of their excursions with them. Max had a lady friend that
worked at the local DMV office. He took me down there after quitting time
one afternoon and she took my picture and processed the paper work to get
me a drivers license, picture and all, stating I was 21 years old.

I was beginning to get guilty feelings about lying to my parents so much
lately to pursue my midnight sexual excursions with the men in my
life. Sooner than later, my parents were sure to find out I had been
sneaking out of the house at night to be with either them, Buddy and Jake,
or Pete and Chico. I had some very strong feelings that it was time that I
should tell them about my sexual orientation as well. I felt that they both
must already knew, I was gay. I never dated girls! I had no friends my own
age, all the signs of either a gay boy or one that is socially retard. I
decided it was the time to tell them. I chose to tell them at the dinner
table one evening, My mother responded first.

"We've known that ever since you were so friendly with the Williams boys
next door dear. They were so nice to you too! We love you Teddy, want you
to be happy, just make sure you always practice safe sex and be careful
with whom you go home dear.  There are a lot of sick people out there these
days preying on sweet, young, pretty boys like you."  She rose, came over
and gave me a hug and a kiss. "I hope you bring your friends by to meet us,
bring them to dinner dear!"

My dad added, "Yes son, what ever makes you happy. Just promise us you will
finish school, get your degree and make something of yourself. It's a tough
old world out there today if you don't have an education." He smiled at me;
then went on eating.

I thought, "If they only knew who I was seeing, they would know I was so
innocent." As soon as the semester ended, PJ, Max and I made plans for
attending the Solano County Fair. As the date approached, I lied to my
parents again, telling them that I was going to the fair with a couple of
my friends I had met at college instead of the truth. I felt they both
would go ballistic if they knew I was going with a couple of bikers, one
old enough to be my father, both wild and crazy, pot smoking, drinkers,
teaching me every bad habit possible. If they knew I drank beer, dropped
acid with them, took amphetamines, and took mescaline a couple of times,
they would ground me until I was 21.

I never realized how much my mother pampered me until I was packing my
stuff for the weekend. She hovered over me like a mother hen. "Now be sure
to pack the sunscreen dear, you know how that skin of yours' burns and
peals, and a hat too. We don't want you getting sunstroke, it will be
hot. Be sure and take your jacket and a long sleeve shirt. Oh, your not
going to wear those baggy shorts and a tank top, you will burn up in the
sun."  Packed and out the door to the Toyota, finally on my way. Little did
she know, the Toyota would be parked in PJ's back yard all weekend. If she
only knew I would be on the back of a Harley Davidson Hog, roaring down the
highway with a man six years older than her, and his 32 year old son, she
would never approved this weekend adventure.

By the time we packed all our gear in the saddlebags were on the hogs, and
met the others at the club it was mid morning Friday. There were two other
guys that had their young boys with them, four single guys, plus the three
of us, making a total of 11 guys, 7 hogs and a pick up truck carrying all
the camping equipment. Decked out in our leathers, we all looked down right
sexy, most impressive to say the least. Quick introductions, then down the
road we roared headed for the Salano County Fair. We didn't get much
further than the outskirts of Lodi, headed for Isleton and they pulled into
a little leather bar they were familiar with. Two beers, a couple of joints
later, we were all back on the road heading west to Isleton. In Isleton
they stopped at another familiar watering hole to them, more beer was
consumed by the bad boys, more pot, and they started to get pretty frisky
with us three young'ins, Terry 21, Jason 19, and myself at 18. All three of
us a lot in common. We were all young, pretty, blue eyed blond, with little
or no body hair and soft clear skin.

I really was not that fond of beer, so I sat mine in front of PJ and asked
him if I could trade him for a PJ Beer. He smiled, finished his off, took
the empty bottle and headed for the bathroom. When he returned he handed
the bottle to me and said, "Your PJ Beer Teddy! Drink Up!" The warm
familiar brew was a welcome replacement to the beer I had given to him. I
was use to drinking a couple of beers with he and Max at home, then
switching to either PJ Beer or Max Beer. I had long since acquired quite a
taste for these special brews. Each additional watering hole I always
waited for either Max or PJ to finish off a beer and return from the
watering hole with a warm one for me. The guys kept lighting up joints and
passing them back and forth between Terry, Jason and me. We were stoned and
acting outrageously silly before very long. The guys started toying with us
after they got us stoned, playing little jokes on us, pawing us, getting us
to lick their fingers and chew on their crotches, but they would not let us
go any farther. PJ and Max took me to the men's bathroom and they each had
me suck then off.

In a little out of the way bar in Rio Vista, the guys started with the
pawing again. Max took me with him to the men's bathroom again, put his
dick in my mouth and took a piss, one of my favorite exercises when I get
loaded with he and PJ. When he completely drained, he hardened, fucked my
face and dropped another load down my throat. I washed his cum from the
corners of my mouth, and went back and joined the others.  Terry and Jason
were no where to be seen in the bar. I went looking for them, found them in
the storeroom giving their men head. I just stood and watched as PJ came
along looking for me. He led me back to the men's room and fed me his load,
both piss and skeet again.

When PJ finished with me, the three single guys, Ken, Tom and Len were
standing watching. Ken, was a huge guy with handsome features, muscles and
a buzz cut of dark brown hair, Len, was a red headed, tall bean poll, huge
hands and feet. Tom was a younger guy, not much over 25 and was the pick up
driver. They were all standing off to the side rubbing their crotches. PJ
motioned them over, exchanged a few words, then the three took their turns
with me, Ken first, while PJ stood lookout at the door. Ken I had no
trouble with, but Len's dick was so huge I could hardly get it over my
tongue. I finally succeeded in getting him off by working the shaft with my
hand and rolling my tongue over the underside of his huge dick head,
sucking on just the head. He held me over his dick until he softened enough
that he could relieve himself into me too like PJ had done.  Before he
turned away, I looked up at him smiled, then buried my nose and swooned in
his bright red pubic hair, inhaling deeply to let him know that I really
liked him. He squeezed my buns after I rose to my feet, smiled, turned and
left the men's room. Tom, a little guy was cute, boyish, and I had him
blowing his juice down me in minutes.

My stomach was sloshing and I had to relieve myself twice before I joined
the others back in the bar. I hovered around Len, trying not to be
obviously stocking him, but keeping an intent eye on him, before we all
saddled up to head for the next city, Fairfield.  Before we left, I asked
PJ.

"May I ride behind Len to the next stop off place PJ, he really turns me
on?".

"You like that big dick on his skinny ass body, huh girl! Well sure, let me
ask him if he is interested in having some company on the next leg of our
little journey." When he came back, he gave me the official OK. To
Fairfield and then to the Sonoma County Fair grounds, I rode with Len. The
guys all kidded Len on how he had a new admirer. I hung on him quite a bit
at the bar in Fairfield, after getting approval from PJ. He told me to stay
where I was standing, sauntered over to PJ and they talked for a few
minutes. When he returned he took my hand and led me to the back storeroom
and PJ followed. Max was not too pleased as he watched, but PJ was really
the boss man in our little family. PJ stood guard as Len stripped my chaps
and Wranglers down to my knees. He pulled a small tube of KY lotion from
his pocket, laid me over the edge of an old pool table stored back there,
spread some on his fingers and worked his fingers into my ass. After he had
me dilated and bouncing on his fingers, he pulled his dick out in his
hand. He stepped back just far enough so I could see him jack his monster
dick up to full size.

"Kind of big, ain't he girl - you like em big I hear. Hope you can take it,
not too many can! Well, you're going to love him if you can fit him up that
sweet ass of yours'! Ready Baby?"

"Yes, but take it nice and easy please Len!

He put the monster up against my pinkie and pressed hard. Pop, it entered
me. He rested there for a moment seeing I was all tightened up and in
pain. It felt like a red-hot branding iron put to me. I concentrated on
relaxing. He slowly pushed in further, a bit at a time. When the mushroom
put pressure against my little hot nut spot, it slowly started to feel much
better. He was a wise man, he knew to rotate on that spot until I relaxed
and started to give him indication that I liked the action. When I started
to rotate my ass and moan softly, he continued to push forward a little at
a time until I felt his red bush pressed against my bottom. He then started
to slowly pump my ass full up, full back down, raking over my little nut
spot until I was pounding back at him on the in stroke.  Seeing my
response, he broke loose!

"Girl, you are precious and so damn soft an pretty too - what a bonus! Just
relax and enjoy now!" He began to pound my ass faster and faster. Soon he
was sweating and his aroma was intoxicatingly sexy. He pumped me for a good
10 minutes full speed.

Suddenly the door swung open nearly knocking Papa Joe off his feet standing
direct in front. Max burst in, seeing what was happening, he smiled and
said, "Well, well, ain't this a pretty sight. Any chance in getting in on
this little party boys?" He already had his dick out, heading toward Len
and me. "Get her down on the floor on all four doggie style Len boy and I
feed her some Max juice while your finishing up back there."

He and Len lifted me up and Len and I dropped to the floor, Len still
firmly attached to my posterior. Max dropped to my face and quickly had his
dick buried in me a throat massage. Len continued massaging my prostrate
gland with his huge dick as Max massaged my vocal cords. The two of them
had me moaning with pleasure as pre-cum dripped in large quantities from my
piss hole on to the wooden floor. Before long Len pulled his dick out,
rolled the umbrella back off the head and reinserted. I knew he wouldn't be
long in dropping his load now. Sure enough, ten long hard strokes and he
stiffened.

"Oh fuck baby, here he blows! Fuck Yesssss!," and sprayed my intestines
with his hot joy juice, causing me to climax instantly. My mouth tightened
over the head of Max, my tongue rolled around the head and my mouth and
tongue were covered in Max juices.  Damn it tasted good while my ass
pulsated and milked over Len's huge weapon. Grand and glorious things
flashed through my head as I came slowly back to reality.

No sooner did Len pull from me than Papa Joe's big dick replaced it. Papa
Joe was a master top, took me up to the top again and we both dumped a load
while Len watched and Max guarded the doorway.

When PJ was spent and we were all gathering our wits about us again, he
said, "Thank the girl boys for the wonderful performance. On three boys -
One, two, three!"

"Thank You Teddy," big smile, and a big bear hug from all three! By the
time we reached the fairgrounds, I was tired, very tired from the hot wind,
sun and heat. After we entered, PJ could see I was coming down real fast
and was running out of my usual enthusiasm and excitement when I was around
him. They all, of course, headed for the first beer stand. PJ pulled a
bottle of white pills from his vest pocket and passed them around. He put
one on my tongue and got it down me with a Dr. Pepper, then he took one
himself and sucked on his beer.

Papa Joe looked at me and asked, "Want a hamburger, a hot dog, a corn dog
or a chilly dog baby, I'm getting kind of hungry, I don't know about you?
We all found a concession that had some outdoor lawn furniture set up so
the customers could sit down and relax while they ate. That's where we
landed. I had a couple of corn dogs and a chilly dog, potato chips and a
big old dill pickle I amused them all with as I sucked on it. I always
loved both corn dogs and chilly dogs ever since I was a wee one going to
the county fair with my dad. I washed them down with a PJ Beer he handed me
after he came from a nearby watering hole. We just sat and relaxed for
quite awhile drinking our beers, then we headed for the Carnival Midway
since it had already turned dark, well after 8:00pm.

When that amphetamine pill kicked in for all of us, we were all feeling
spry again. We rode every adult ride, including the Twister, the Bullet,
the Revolving Cage, and of course, the huge high Ferris Wheel. Max got
another quick blow job from me in the House of Horrors, and PJ fucked me
watching ourselves, wedged up against one of the mirrored walls while Max
stood lookout. Those two were true cocks-men. That's why I loved them so
dearly.

By the time the gates were closing, we all met again at the main gate and
headed to a friend of Ken's that ran a dairy farm not too far from the
fairgrounds. I later learned that each year the guys camped out for the
weekend at his place under the stars. The owner was a member of another
chapter of the Nomads and he and his woman had things all set up for us,
including tables, benches and coolers filled with cold beer on ice. He even
had a fire going in a big round BBQ fireplace. The guys all set up their
bedrolls around the perimeter under the stars. Then we all sat around the
fire. The guys continued drinking, talking, telling dirty jokes and pawing
Terry, Jason and me, getting us all stoned again.

Papa Joe announced that it was time to play 'Nomad's Spin the Bottle',
house rules, what ever that meant in their little group. It didn't take too
long for me to find out. Both Terry and Jason had been on outings with them
before and just smiled at me looking all excited.  Ken pulled a small bell
from his saddle bag, grabbed a empty beer bottle and PJ had us all gather
around in a circle next to the warmth of the fireplace and strip naked,
right down to our birthday suits. PJ explained the rules. The bottle would
be spun, the lucky winner got to pick which one of us three he got to take
to his bedroll for approximately 30 minutes, when the bell would be
rung. Only the girls were the prizes, so the bottle would be spun three
times to identify our captors for each 30 minute session. If a spin landed
on one of us three, we had our choice of which guy spent the next 30
minutes with us.

The first spin landed on Ken, he grabbed Jason and headed into the dark
with him to his bedroll. The second spin landed on Drake. He put his hand
out to me and off we went to his bedroll. He was a fast one he was. He
feasted on my nipples for awhile, then greased me up and put his 8incher to
me. After he blew his geyser, he curled up next to me, kissed and licked on
me until the bell rang. We returned and the process continued with the
spinning of the bottle. The first spin landed on Terry. He took PJ's hand
and off they went to PJ's bedroll. The next spin landed on Len, he smiled
took my hand and led me to his bedroll.

"Baby, I been wanting to make love to you again all day. Climb in here and
give me some sugar girl. Oh yea!" He was rock hard and his monster was
rubbing on my thigh pulsating as he kissed and licked down over my nipples,
belly button, then through my blond bush. He turned me over on my stomach,
spread my buns and buried his nose and tongue in my ass. His tongue went
wild around lapping over my pinkie. After his tongue had me open for a
tongue inspection, he really went to town, adding a finger or two to spread
me even further into dilation. He spread KY on his fingers and soon they
joined his tongue until he had all six working, spreading and kneading me
until I was begging him for the prize. He lay over on his back, had me
straddle, then sit on his dick so I could control getting that huge thing
into me. I held my breath as the head popped in, knowing it was going to
burn and sting like fire until I got it up further into me. I bore down and
forced it in to me until the head entered. It pressed slowly in further
until the head lodged, pressing my little hard walnut. I rotated over that
spot until I was panting with excitement. I lowered myself down quickly
until I felt his bright red hair tickling against my bottom. I bounced my
booby over him like a cowgirl riding a wild stallion, mouth open and
drooling with my head thrown back fixing to ride until the bell rang or I
got bucked off. It didn't take Len long and a huge explosion took place
inside me that shook my very foundation, sending spasm after spasm of my
girl juice all over his belly, chest and chin. Shortly, just as I was
cleaning him up with my tongue, the bell rang again. I reluctantly followed
him back to the fireplace and the games continued.

Before I finally crawled in between Papa Joe and Max, I had had sex with
all the guys.  The three of us dropped right off to sleep until morning.

To be continued...