Date: Sat, 17 May 2003 16:04:02 -0700
From: Bert Carley <bertcarley@goldrush.com>
Subject: Young Teddy's Escapades - Part 7

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 emailed to bertcarley@goldrush.com


Young Teddy's Escapades - Part 7

Being with Papa Joe and Max on this, my first tour with them and a few of
the other members of the Nomads so far, had been full of fun and
excitement. The Sonoma County Fair was much larger than our local county
fair; therefore, the Carnival rides were far greater than what I had
expected. However, nothing as spectacular as those at the California State
Fair each year. PJ, Max and me, breaking from the others and doing our own
thing last night on the Carnival's Midway, was a smart move. It gave us an
opportunity to have a great time together. They both acted like two big
kids with me dragging them, laughing and running, from one ride to the
other. If you could have seen those two guys, full of energetic
playfulness, acting loony like teenagers again with me in out front and
them trying to keep up with my pace. The two of them as usual competed for
my attention, winning prizes for me. We ended up leaving the fairgrounds
carrying one huge teddy bear, a stuffed bunny rabbit, and pockets full of
glassware and trinkets. PJ spotted a nice silver identification bracelet at
a jewelry booth, purchased it, and had the concessionaire engrave it with
TEDDY in all capital letters. I wore it proudly after he fastened it to my
right wrist. Max could not let his dad outdo him; purchased a beautiful
silver bracelet/ankle bracelet set and put the bracelet on the same
wrist. He put the ankle bracelet in his pocket and said he would put it on
me later when my boots were off.  Playing 'Nomad Spin the Bottle' half the
night back at the campsite finished off Friday with enough sex to keep any
she-male with a permanent smile. Just before we three crawled between the
two sleeping bags zipped together, Max put the ankle bracelet on my right
ankle, kissed it, shinned the flashlight on it and told me how pretty it
looked on me.

Saturday morning a poke from Papa Joe, then his deep masculine voice
awakened me.  "Hey Max, hey Teddy, time to get your buns up, you two going
to sleep all day, it's after 8am already?" He had the sound of authority to
his voice. "Up and Adam now!" He was already up, standing over us sounding
like a drill sergeant in the marines. It reminded me of "Mail Call" on TV
when the sergeant shouts, "Get my meaning MAGOTS!"

I opened one eye, looked up to see PJ, still nude looking down at us his
semi dangling loosely from between a nest of matted coarse hair. As
tempting as it looked to me, I said.  "Just go away and leave us for dead
Papa Joe," cuddled up against Max and buried my nose in his chest hair to
drop back to sleep." Next thing, I felt his cold hands. He was running them
under the bedding over my ass and back, startling me back awake. He did the
same thing to Max.

"Oh no you don't guys, UP WITH YOU NOW!

This seemed really to piss Max off! His arm and elbow struck out trying to
target the intrusion but missed its' mark. "What the fuck you think you're
doing man, I'll get up when the hell I feel like it! Go away, can't you see
I'm sleeping!" Then the next phase of PJ's rousting began. He never said a
word, quickly unzipped the top sleeping bag and laid it back, leaving us
nude and exposed to the morning coolness, dropped to his knees, prepared to
take us both on if needed. He started ticking, poking and rolling us about.
Max sat up looking meaner than hell. He landed a couple of quick punches to
his dad, hitting him hard enough in the stomach and chest to knock him over
sideways. PJ recovered and plunged at Max, returning two swift punches,
enough to knock Max back flat on his back. PJ pinned him instantly. I had
quickly rolled away from this big boy's game. I have seen them go at it
before at home, wanted no part of it should the fists started flying my
way. PJ just roared with laughter. Max did not find it funny at all!

"Give it up son, you ain't no match for your old man yet, not in a hundred
years." Max rolled out from under him and the shit hit the fan. The fists
were flying and obscenities exchanged. Max got a couple more good hits into
his dad's stomach and chest. PJ just laughed harder and said, "That all you
got big man? Come on, show me what you got."  He grabbed Max by the cock
and balls with one hand; his ponytail with the other, forced him to his
knees with his face pressed against his crotch and rubbed his nose back and
forth over his nude groin. "You ready to treat your old man with some
respect now boy, or prepare yourself to suck some of your papa's dick?"
"What's it going to be?" Max was still obviously red hot mad, especially
now that PJ had humiliated him in front of me.

I had seen them fight before, but never had I seen his dad humiliate him
quite like this!  Max pushed, shoved, and eventually was able to topple his
dad and they rolled on the bedding. Quick as a flash PJ had him down flat
on his back again, straddled him, holding his arms down with his knees and
his weight. He spread Max's mouth open with his fingers and spat in it,
then dropped his balls down rubbing them across his lips and nose.

"You bite me and you'll pay dearly Maxwell! Now lick my balls boy!" Max
squirmed, bucked and spat again, all to no avail. He was pinned for good
this time. "You ain't getting out of this one boy, NOW LICK MY BALLS!" I
tried to intervene, but PJ gave me warning! "You stay out of this Teddy
girl, I don't want you hurt. Been a brewing for a long time now between me
en he! We will settle it right here and now! Stand back Teddy!" Max kept
turning his head to one side or the other to avoid the inevitable. He
received a couple of good hard smacks across the face and PJ held him by
his ears and forced his balls to his lips. "NOW SUCK EM BOY, I AIN'T
TELLING YOU AGAIN - GET WITH IT ... NOW BOY!"  Max still was bucking
desperately for release! Two more hard pops across his face and he started
to calm down. "YOU READY NOW BOY - DO IT!"

Max slowly started to lick, spitting, gagging, but never-the-less finally
doing as he was told. "NOW SUCK ON THEM MAXWELL!" PJ continued to hold him
by the ears and direct his actions like he was holding a router doing some
woodwork project. "That's it Boy! Mmmm Yea! That's real good Maxie Boy!" PJ
slid back a little, looked down into Max's eyes, smiled down at him, worked
his cock to his lips and rubbed the pre-cum back and forth covering his
lips with the slick fluid. PJ's voice now became very soft and gentle. "Now
suck on daddy's big cock for awhile Baby, just like you use to do for me
when you were a young-in after your mama died. Remember how you use to love
to sleep with daddy and do it for me Maxie? Suck it Maxie! Make love to
papa's big cock!"

There was a very long silence, then Max's tongue came out and licked his
lips of the pre- cum. "Come on baby, put your tongue in daddy's pee hole
and taste some more, you know you like it baby!" Max rolled his tongue
around the head a couple of times, sucked the entire head in and began the
long forgotten ritual he performed each night when he was a child. "That's
it baby! Now watch the teeth, you don't want daddy to have to pop you again
for dragging your teeth!" I was not sure if Max was actually enjoying doing
this now, but he was performing quite admirably for claiming to be strictly
a Top guy to me from day one. I just stood in awe, watching him suck his
dad to a full climax, swallowing, then licking both his dad's cock and his
lips clean of skeet.

When PJ released him, he lay there on his back for a spell. He seemed to be
lost in a trance, in another time and space. Eventually he rose and went
about his business as if nothing had happened. I was flabbergasted watching
how this all happened, not quite sure if it was something they did on a
regular basis together, or if they really were mad and upset with each
other. What ever it was, it was an Academy Award performance. I said
nothing, when PJ ushered me to the showers that were set up in a small out
building nearby carrying my travel kit.

"Going to have to use that enema kit on you this morning Teddy! Want you
nice and sanitary girl. You must have a full load of man juice inside you
from last nights little party! You know how important it is you keep nice
and tidy for Papa Joe so he can eat your sweet little pink pussy! Come
along girl and let me do the honors of cleaning you up this morning." I
just love taking a shower with Papa Joe. He is so gentle with me at times.
That gentle side of his personality always shows when I am in the shower
with the Big Guy. He is beautiful when all that salt and pepper hair on his
body is under the spray. It ripples and my fingers can part and do finger
painting with it in the soapsuds. He likes to soap me up and fuck me in the
shower. He lifts me with my back against a wall; my arms wrapped around his
neck as support, lowers me slowly over his weapon of destruction and turns
my insides into his private little war zone. The warm water flows over us
and he brings us both to a massive climax together. He is my dreamboat
during this ritual. I love him more than words can describe the way he
handles me during this ritual. Other times, he is harsh, crude, demanding,
humiliates me and treats me like his ward ordering me around like his
private bitch. Always in the shower, he is a big pussycat, gentle,
passionate and tells me sweet things right from his big heart. He cleaned
me out twice with a nice warm water enema under the warm water, soaped up
my pussy, did a good inspection with his finger, let the water rinse me
good. We stepped out into the sunlight and dried each other off as Max
watched before stepping into the outbuilding to take his shower. As always
Max had a full-blown woody and was stroking it hoping I would follow him
back into the bathhouse.

Now, Max, that's another story. He is always consistent the way he treats
me. He is hot, sexy, but demanding, rough and definitely oversexed. He can
shoot a load into me every twenty minutes - no problem! It is nice when I
am stoned, drunk and really turned on, but sometimes a girl is left alone
and given a breather. He is not capable of doing anything but pleasing
himself, though he gives a terrific and rewarding pussy romp. I always run
to him when I am horny, knowing he will fuck me silly, always rough and
tumble style, his specialty.

Some of the other guys were up and milling around drinking coffee. Others
were still sleeping. Coffee made and the smell of it had my nose twitching
for a cup of the hot brew. Before PJ and I even dressed, we had two cups of
the brew sitting around the table on the lawn furniture just staring into
outer space saying few words, but touching each other periodically, totally
connected mentally with each other. I just stared at him in awe, knowing I
was the luckiest to have this hunk as my Big Daddy.

Finally he spoke. "I love you girl - better than any woman I ever had -
can't get enough of you!" I smiled, cuddled up closer to him, put my head
on his shoulder, wrapped my fingers over his flaccid dick and squeezed it
gently. I did not have to say a word for him to understand. "You as
famished as I am girl?"

"Yes, let's go into town and get some breakfast as soon as Max is done
showering. He may be awhile, he's probably in there jacking off." I
giggled! "Did you see that hard-on he was getting when he was watching us
dry off each other? Guess he thought I would follow him back in when he
flashed it at me. I sure fooled him, but I'll surely pay for it later if I
know him."

"Yea Teddy! My stomachs really growling - needs food!" When Max finally
stepped out and dried off, PJ said, "Here comes Max now. Hey Max grab a
quick coffee; then we are going into town for some grub. Ask the rest of
the guys if they want to join us. Get your ass in gear, get dressed and we
are on our way, my stomachs growling like crazy!"

 Just five went - Len, Tom and the three of us. We all piled into Tom's new
crew cab pick up so we could relax a bit on the journey back into the city
to find a IHOP Restaurant. I sat between PJ and Max at the table. Len sat
directly across from, Tom next to him.  Every once in awhile I would feel
Len's foot reach out and nudge my boot to get my attention. Then he would
give me a big smile, wink at me and lick his lips when he knew Max and PJ
were engrossed in eating and not looking. I finally tucked my feet up under
my chair where his long legs could not reach them and ignored him. When he
caught my eye looking at him again, he gave me a big pout like his feeling
were hurt, dropped his head in sorrow, then sat back up straight with a big
grin on his face. I just smiled, holding back laughing at his theatrics. I
went to the bathroom while the guys sat at the table talking drinking
coffee after we all finished eating.

While I was washing my hands and combing my hair Len walked in and quickly
grabbed a piece of my ass and gave it a squeeze. I smiled and said, "You
better be careful and not let Max catch you doing that to me. PJ would
probably just give you a reprimand, but I am not so sure about Max, he is a
hothead you know and definitely possessive and would not tolerate you
messing with me without his or PJ approval. You must be careful Len, I like
you very much and I do not want to see something happen that would make it
impossible for me to be with you again, because I look forward to it. That
dick of your is absolutely scrumptious. You heed my words now - you hear?"
"I want you so much Teddy my dick is drooling, but OK, I'll go through the
right channels to get with you again baby! Thanks for the warning about
Max!" He turned and left me combing my hair and putting it in a
French-Braid.

All day Saturday the guys toured the back roads of the Napa, Sonoma Wine
countryside, stopping at every out of the way bar in the area. They all
seemed to be very familiar with the area, having been there many prior
years. As usual, after a couple of real cold beers, I switched to PJ beer,
definitely my preference, along with some Dr. Pepper. They stopped at wine
tasting rooms for free samples along the route. I did not partake; the
stuff always gave me a headache. The wine sure had an affect of the smell
and taste of PJ when I would lick on his neck and arms as we rode along in
the warm sun. I swear pure wine was coming out his pores and it tasted
salty and good getting it this way. By early evening, we were back entering
the fairgrounds again for more fun along the Carnival Midway. I know these
older guys were getting a lot of their energy from little white pills, but
never the less, they were awesome how wonderfully entertaining the all
could be. Len made it a point of staying with PJ, Max and me during the
entire evening, being a friend, buddy with Max and PJ. I thought to myself,
"Sly Devil!" That night when we all got back to the dairy farm the guys
were up to their usual grab ass games with we girls.  Everyone got totally
stoned again and we played another game of Spin the Bottle.

Of course, I had another wonderful romp with Len when the spin landed on me
and I had my chance to choose a guy and chose him. That 30 minutes was
fantastic with him putting the meat to me. An hour later the spin landed on
him and he chose me. I got a double hit with him, was getting use to his
style now and really liked it. That big dick of his really turned me on
inside. He was H.O.T. hot. When I awoke during the night to take a leak,
Max was no longer in the bag with PJ and me. After I drained my lizard, I
had my suspicions confirmed when I went by Len's bedroll and watched from a
distance Len fucking Max. Max's legs were in the air and Len was really
putting the meat to him.  When I awoke in the morning, Max was back in
behind me cutting Z's with a nice hard- on rubbing against my ass cheeks. I
knew now that Max was BI-Sexual and figured most likely PJ had been
screwing him too for years since his wife's death. I thought to myself, "No
big deal - Good for him, he does have good taste after all! Maybe Len will
be coming by PJ's house on a regular basis now and I can get my share of
him too."

Sunday, we played until about noon around close to the dairy farm taking a
few short runs. By 1:00pm we were all packed up headed home. Of course, we
had to stop at every hole in the wall watering hole bar along the way, but
by 6:00pm we were home. I loaded my teddy bear, Mr. Rabbit and my other
prizes into the Toyota and headed home. Dinner with the folks telling them
many lies about my weekend and I was off to my bedroom taking a call from
Trucker Buddy that wanted to meet me at the truck stop in three hours.  I
took a shower, clean myself out, crashed out across my bed and went sound
asleep, awaiting Buddy's wake up call to put me in motion to get another
hot ride on his stallion.