Date: Sun, 25 Feb 2001 21:33:14 -0500
From: Gary A Arlint <TANDA2000@compuserve.com>
Subject: Ozark Mountain Boys

			OZARK MOUNTAIN BOYS
			 		by Tanda2000@compuserve.com
copyright by Tanda  2/2001

	Billy rolled over in his sleep.  Dread filled his belly and his
face flushed with mixed feelings of shame and excitement.  He could hear
Uncle Buck and Ma goin' at it in the other room.  She was yellin' at him
again.  Yup, he was drunk.

	Billy lay there listenin' to the two of them, wonderin' why he was
still livin' at home.  Why hell, he was near 18 years old now and he should
be out getting' his own claim settled and startin' a family of his own.
And he couldn't figure why Uncle Buck was still stayin' with them.  He had
to be at least 23 or 25 by now, a growed up man and should be out on his
own.  But Billy knew the reason.  Whiskey.  And Ma always said that Uncle
Buck was just a wanderer.

There weren't no reason at all why he was still here exceptin' that he had
figured he'd stay on and help Ma ever since Pa has passed on.  That's just
the way it was done up here in the mountains.  Folks stuck together.  And
Billy didn't feel right leavin' Ma with just Seth, who was just now 15, to
tend to the land and all the chores.  Hell, it was almost more than they
could handle even with Uncle Buck's help.

Uncle Buck was Pa's younger brother and that's why Uncle Buck had come to
live with them.  To help out.  But sometimes he seemed to be more bother
than he was help.  If he wasn't so scared and worried, Billy reflected, it
would be downright funny.  Uncle Buck could be a real hoot and even Ma
loved him 'cuz he always made us laugh and somehow they always ate.  Pa had
always demanded that there be food on the table.  No matter what.  He
contended that if ya didn't eat there was no way in hell ya was gonna be
able to work.  Ma carried on the tradition even though sometimes all it was
rice and beans.  And Uncle Buck always somehow got us some kind of vittles.

But he also knew how Uncle Buck could be when he'd been hittin' that brew.
He could hear Ma and Uncle Buck goin' at it now in the other room as he
laid in the makeshift mattress on the floor.

"Buck, damn ya.  You been hittin' that jug again?"

"Yeah, so what?", Uncle Buck stated beligerently.

"Well," Ma chided.  "You know'd that you're a worthless lard ass when you
been drinkin'.  We got things to be done 'round here.  And we don't need ya
all juiced up."

Billy lay there in the dark with the light streaming in from the cracked
open door.  There was silence in the other room now.  Seth laid next to him
sound asleep.  Lucky fucker, Billy thought.  That boy could sleep through a
friggin' tornado.

	Billy could hear the fire being stoked in the other room and knew
that Ma was bankin' the fire like Pa had taught him to do.  It would keep
the coals hot all night so's it wouldn't be so damned cold in the mornin'.

	The silence was broken by Ma.

	"Now, get yer ass in there and get some shut eye, Buck.  We got a
full day tomorrow in them fields and I'm gonna need all you men folk to be
workin'.  And don't wake up my boys!"

	"Yeah, yeah," Uncle Buck muttered.  Billy could hear his boots
shuffling towards the door.  He quickly rolled over on his belly and lay
there pretendin' to be asleep.  Best this way.  Uncle Buck could be
downright cantankerous when he'd been hittin' the sauce.

	He squeezed his eyes shut and let his brown hair flop over his face
and laid there tryin' to control his breathin'.  Through his pinched eye
lids, he could see the light brighten as the door opened wide.  Uncle Buck
was in the room.  Billy dared to crack his eyes open just a tad and could
see the big framed man standin' right next to the bed weaving.  Uncle Buck
was a big 'ol boy.  'Bout 6 foot 3 inches or so and a good 220 pounds.  But
beefy like a big side of beef.  Uncle Buck was a growed up man but still
hadn't found hisself a gal yet.  Billy suspected it was mostly 'cuz he was
likin' his whiskey too much and didn't have no property to settle on like
Ma and Pa did.

	A big belch filled the room and a muffled chuckle came from Uncle
Buck.  Only a crack of light lit the room now since he had closed the door
on his way in.  In the semi darkness, Billy seen Uncle Buck's overalls drop
to the floor as the man stood there weaving.  From his position in the bed,
all Billy could see was Uncle Buck's muscled calves with the overalls
bunched down around his ankles, his boots still on.

	Even though he felt a mounting excitement in his groin, he silently
hoped that Uncle Buck would just get into bed and fall asleep and leave him
alone.  But that weren't to be.

	Billy heard Uncle Buck quietly slur, "Well, well.  What we got
here?"

	Billy felt the covers being pulled off of him and he suddenly felt
kinda naked even though he was wearin' his long johns.  He felt exposed and
vulnerable to the drunken man.  He shivered inside but didn't move a
muscle, concentratin' on breathin' deep like Seth who was still sound
asleep beside him.

	Billy felt a callused paw rubbin' on his backside through his long
johns.  "Bastard," Billy whispered to hisself but he couldn't deny the
secret longing that was filling his own young manhood.

	Uncle Buck knelt down on the mattress next to him with his overalls
still around his ankles.  Through his slit eyelids, Billy could see Uncle
Buck's big 'ol horse cock swingin' between his muscular thighs.  "Damn,"
Billy thought.  That thing was already half hard and he stared at it in the
darkness as it swung between his Uncle's legs.  He watched it grow just
inches from his face as he felt his young ass being mauled by the big rough
hands and almost jumped when he felt Uncle Buck yank open the back of his
long johns, ripping the buttons right off.

	"Oh, shit," he thought.  "Not again."  But he laid there not
movin', tryin' to fake sleep even though he couldn't fight the growin' of
his own cock.  "Damn, this bastard," he thought. but he laid there not
movin'.  There was nothin' to be done about it.  Not without wakin' Seth up
and getting' Ma all pissed off and the whole danged place in an uproar.
Billy decided that he would just lie there and let Uncle Buck do whatever
he had to do 'till he passed out.  Hopin' that it wouldn't be too long.  He
was pretty shit faced.

	He felt Uncle Buck's hand slip inside his long johns and rub the
tender flesh of his smooth buttocks.  He watched as the man's huge shaft of
meat grew and the big 'ol mushroomed head reminded Billy of the wild
mushrooms they picked on the other side of the mountain for vittles and
such.  The pendulum of meat waved menacingly inches from his face as he
felt the big fingers slide between his smooth crack.  His own eight inch
manhood was lying like a hard tree branch against the mattress.  He hated
Uncle Buck for getting' him all roused up like this.  He had to get some
sleep, dammit!  But his own cock was achin' in his long johns and wanted
relief.

As he continued to fake sleep, he felt Uncle Buck's big hands push his legs
apart and go down between his legs, rubbing against his full young balls.
His hand wandered even further underneath him and Billy cringed when Uncle
Buck's hand touched the base of his rock hard cock.

He heard Uncle Buck snicker.  "Ya little faggot.  You're likin' this, ain't
ya?"

Billy didn't move.  He just laid there breathin' like he was sound asleep.
He didn't know what else to do.  He was so pissed that he was sportin' wood
and just hoped like hell that Seth wouldn't get woke up by Uncle Buck's
goings on.

He felt the hand on his butt push up under his worn out long johns and push
them up over his back, rippin' the tired fabric.  Uncle Buck's hands were
roaming all over his young, smooth muscled back and then down again to his
tight ass.  Uncle Buck reached under Billy and roughly yanked his hard 8
inch cock down between his spread legs.

Billy moaned in pain, but still didn't move.  Through his half shut eyes,
he saw Uncle Buck's big cock, leaking pre cum from the slit of the
mushroomed head.  For some reason, Billy found his mouth waterin'.  "Damn!
He hated this shit!  He had to get some rest tonight or he was gonna be as
worthless as tits on a boar tomorrow."

Suddenly Uncle Buck's hand left his backside and Billy felt nothing and
heard nothing.  He sighed a sigh of relief.  Maybe he had lost interest,
too drunk to carry on.  But all too soon, he watched as Uncle Buck took
both of his hands and wrapped them around his big 'ol horse cock, squeezing
it and stroking it right in front of his face.

Then the man scooted closer to the boy and started rubbing the big cock all
over Billy's hair and face.  "Mmmmmmmmm," was all he heard as he felt the
sticky shaft of meat glide over his face.  Abruptly, he felt Uncle Buck
start to lightly slap his face with the engorged organ.  Then the man
grabbed Billy's long brown hair and roughly pulled his head towards his
waiting manhood and felt the big mushroomed head pressed against his full,
tender lips.

"Suck it, faggot," Uncle Buck growled quietly.

Billy defiantly turned his head over and pressed it into the pillow away
from the demanding cock.

Billy felt Uncle Buck grab his head and forced it back towards his hard
cock.  The man held the boy's face in his hands and, again, pressed the
leaking head against his closed mouth.  Reluctantly, Billy parted his lips
and the big cock forced it's way into his unwilling mouth.

"Now, suck it good, faggot boy.  Ya wouldn't want yer little brother to
wake up and see ya bein' taken like a girl, would ya?"

	Billy stated sucking the big piece of meat that was crammed in his
mouth just knowing that he would die a thousand deaths if Seth was to wake
up seein' this.  It's best to do what Uncle Buck wanted and get it over
with.  But secretly, he was enjoyin' the big piece of meat invading his
mouth and he liked the taste of his Uncle's juice as he tried to wrap his
lips around the big head suckin' it like a young calf on a tit.

	As he diligently sucked on the big cock, Uncle Buck rolled him over
on his side and, yankin' the fly down to his long johns, firmly grabbed his
hard cock and began stroking it.  Billy moaned in pleasure around the big
cock in his mouth.  Uncle Buck started sliding his big rod ina nd out of
the unwilling boy's mouth as he stroked him and squeezed his balls
painfully.  Billy could barely breathe, his mouth was so full of dick and
he could feel his Uncle's big balls hitting against his chin as the man
fucked his mouth.

	As he laid on his side with his torn long johns hanging off of his
young muscled body, he felt used and humiliated but so fuckin' turned on by
the way the man was using him for his drunken pleasure.  As he was suckin'
the big cock, he kept wonderin' what Ma would say or, better yet, what Seth
would say if he was to wake up and see his big brother suckin' a cock like
a faggot.  Billy had often seen Seth's young hard body when they was skinny
dippin' and knew the boy had a sizeable cock swingin' between his legs and
had often thought about suckin' him off, but was too scared to say so.

	But these thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of his Uncle's
big blunt finger forcing it's way into his small tight asshole without any
lube.  He winced from the pain, but his cock throbbed in Uncle's hand but
kept on sucking.  He knew that Uncle Buck could get real mean if he was
pissed off so he just whimpered around the big cock in his mouth while the
finger violated his tender young ass.

	Suddenly, his worst fears were realized when he heard Uncle Buck
say, "Looks good, don't it, Seth?"

	Dread and shame washed over Billy as the man kept sliding his big
tool in his mouth and he knew that Seth was watchin' all this.
"Noooooooo," in cried inside.

	"Sure do, Uncle Buck."  Billy could just hear Seth grinning in the
dark.

	Billy paused in his sucking.  Uncle Buck's hand found the side of
his face and smacked him a good one.  "Keep suckin' it, ya little faggot
bitch boy."

	Knowin' it was best not to get Uncle Buck pissed off, Billy obeyed
and kept suckin' the man's big cock while his own throbbed between his
legs, tryin' to ignore the fact that he knowed that Seth was behind him
watchin'.

	"Seth?"

	"Yeah, Uncle Buck?"

	"Sneak in onto the kitchen and grab me some lard."

	"Yes sur!"  Billy heard his little brother say all too eagerly.

	He felt the movement on the mattress and knew that the boy was
getting' up.  With the big cock still in his mouth and his ass cheeks
glowin', he saw Seth's naked body snake into the kitchen and when he seen
the hard cock between his brother's legs stickin' out like a sword, his own
cock swelled even more in his Uncle's hand.  He kept slidin' his big dick
in and out of Billy's now sore mouth, holdin' onto his head as he fucked
the boy.

	"Now we're gonna have ourselves some fun, bitch boy," he growled as
he pulled his wet organ out and began rubbing it all over Billy's tortured
face.  Billy panted for breath as he felt the huge wet organ cover his
face.

	It weren't no time at all before Seth come back into the room
proudly carrying the cask of lard he swiped from the kitchen.  He proudly
handed it to Uncle Buck as his young hard cock waved proudly between his
legs.  Billy didn't say a word, just lay there quiet with the big dick
still lodged in his mouth.

	"Thanks, boy," Uncle Buck acknowledged.  "Now come on over here and
watch your brother take care of your Uncle.  Jest like I showed ya before."

	Amazement ran through Billy as he watched his Uncle Buck grab the
boy's cock and pull him next to him so both of them were watchin' Uncle
Buck's big cock sliding it and out of his mouth.  He was so ashamed.  Be he
was so hot watching his Uncle stroke and squeeze his brother's hard cock as
they watched him.  So, Seth and Uncle Buck had done this before?  Couldn't
be.  But it must be.  Billy's cock was achin' and leakin' like a sieve.

	Uncle Buck patted Seth's young backside and said, "Now get on back
to bed like a good boy.  You're way too young to be doin' stuff like this."

	"Bullshit!", Seth declared.  "I'm all growed up now.  Least wise
that's what ya said the other day!"

	Uncle Buck slapped Seth's naked buttocks soundly.  "Don't sass me,
boy!  But if ya think ya man enough, come on over here and get some of yer
brother's hot mouth.  The faggot's got talent.  Must run in the family.  He
does as good as you do, boy."

	Billy was stunned.  Uncle Buck pulled his still unsatisfied cock
from his mouth and guided Seth's 7 inch cock over to his waiting mouth.
Billy clamped his lips shut tight as Seth's young cock waved in front of
his mouth.

	Uncle Buck chuckled.  "If ya think you're man enough, then get
some, boy."

	Seth stubbornly held his cock up to Billy's lips and pushed the
head of his smaller dick against his brother's lips.

	Uncle Buck crawled down the bed and rolled Billy on his belly.  He
slapped the boy's firm ass and told him, "Suck the boy's cock, bitch.  Suck
it now."

	Billy parted his lips lightly and felt Seth's young manhood slip
into his mouth.  It had a sweeter taste than Uncle Buck's which made his
own cock throb even more as he gobbled the boy's cock down his hot throat.

	While he sucked on his brother's cock, Seth grabbed Billy's hair
like he had seen his Uncle do and started to fuck the mouth of his trapped
older brother with awkward, inexperienced thrusts.

	Uncle Buck knelt between his legs and roughly spread his legs wide
like the wishbone of a chicken.  Uncle Buck yanked the young man's long
johns all the way down around his ankles and Billy felt him slap a big glob
of grease between his exposed ass cheeks.  Billy involuntarily pinched his
buttocks together but Uncle Buck wasn't taking no for an answer.  He
brutally forced Billy's cheeks open wide, exposing his tight pink hole
while Seth filled his mouth with his young dick.

	Billy laid on his belly feeling the head of his Uncle's big greasy
cock head sliding up and down his smooth, hairless crack.  Without any
warning, Billy felt the oversized head ease into his tight hole as Uncle
Buck held his ass cheeks wide open.  He grimaced from the pain and the
humiliation of being used by these two mountain men and ashamed that he was
so hot and hard himself.  But they weren't caring about that.  All they was
caring about was havin' their own way with him.  And they did.

	Uncle Buck stood at the foot of the bed and roughly pulled Billy up
by his slim hips and impaled the entire length of his hard cock into his
tight unwilling ass.  Seth's hard, wet cock plopped out of his mouth, but
not undaunted, he crawled up on the bed and knelt in front of Billy and
shoved his young, hungry cock back into his brother's hot mouth.  Billy
grabbed ahold of Seth's firm muscled thighs as he sucked his cock into his
mouth and felt his Uncle slamming into his sore ass.  He was so hot and
felt like he was going to explode all over the sheets, but suddenly, he
felt Seth's thrusts go faster and faster and then the boy moaned and he
felt his mouth fill up with warm, salty fluid as his brother released his
full young nut sack into his mouth.  Seth's cum was hot and sweet and Billy
sucked it down greedily as his ass was being filled with long stabs of hard
cock.

	As he was being fucked hard, Uncle Buck started slapping the sides
of his hips as his cock pounded deep into his hot tight ass, filling it
with his pent up man meat.  Suddenly, Uncle Buck pulled out of the hot ass
and dropped Billy carelessly on the bed and jerked off his hard shaft all
over the rounded used cheeks of Billy's ass.  Billy felt the hot spasms of
the man's cum fall on his butt and shoot on his back.  Billy was insane
with lust and his hard cock twitched madly against the mattress.

	Billy was roughly rolled over and Uncle Buck laughed.  "Well, well.
Look at this, will ya, Seth?  The faggot's got a fuckin' boner.  Come on
down here and take care of it like I showed ya."

	Much to Billy's surprise, Seth crawled over Billy's body and,
without a word, sucked in his engorged cock like a pro.  Billy moaned with
the heat of Seth's hot lips wrapped around his hard cock.  He dared to
raise his head from the mattress and watch as Seth knelt on his hands and
knees sucking his cock while Uncle Buck looked on, absently stroking his
own spent cock.

	Uncle Buck got another glob of grease and Billy watched in
amazement and lust as he saw Uncle Buck slap it onto Seth's upturned ass
and start to penetrate him while he sucked Billy's cock.  As Uncle Buck
finger fucked the boy, he took his other hand and roughly shoved it between
Billy's spread legs, forcing two of his fingers deep into his already
violated ass.

	Billy couldn't hold back no longer and, as he felt hisself getting'
finger fucked by the two blunt fingers and seeing Uncle Buck's fist working
on Seth's backside, he shot his load deep into his brother's hot mouth and
watched as some of the full load dribbled out the sides of his full lips.

	Uncle Buck grunted and laughed a wicked laugh.  "That's right,
boys.  Now I got me two bitch boys.  I want you both to lick up this mess
and then get some rest.  You're gonna need it. I got lots of work for you
two boys and I don't mean in the fields!"

	Seth and I looked sheepishly at each other and both of us dutifully
started towards Uncle Buck as he laid back on the mattress with his big
muscled arms behind his head.

	"Now, lick it clean, bitches," he growled.

	Not quite sure what to do, we both started in on his big semi hard
cock lying on his muscled thigh like a big 'ol snake.  We licked it clean
and our tongue darted over his cock, touching each other's as we worked.

	"Kiss him," Uncle Buck snarled.

	Our lips met awkwardly and our tongues fought a fight for dominance
as we kissed while Uncle Buck lay there watching his two bitch boys suck
face like two little faggots.