Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2012 18:19:53 -0600
From: h m <texastails@hotmail.com>
Subject: Life with Scottie 5, Continued, Cousin Wayne Comes to Stay

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please do not read.


Life with Scottie, Continued -- Cousin Wayne Comes To Stay


One item that had to be addressed before Wayne arrived was me.  Scottie
wasn't necessarily out to any of his family.  They thought Scottie and I
were buddies and were actually glad I was around as they knew I had more of
a responsible life and that he could be flighty.

I told Scottie this would require a man to man between Wayne and myself so
he planned a telephone call for the next evening.  That night Scottie
answered the phone and after a few minutes of uncomfortable conversation
his voice got a little higher and he seemed to get antsy.  I picked up in
the living room and heard the tail end of something to the effect "fucking
can't wait to rape your hole".  Not wanting to ruin the moment I yelled
loud enough to be heard that I had the phone and Scottie could hang up.

Wayne's demeanor changed slightly but knowing more than the family did I
wasn't going to get a free pass from him and get immediate superhero status
just because I was able to provide a "stable home".

"So Wayne, Scottie has told me a lot about you, I understand you'd like to
come stay with us for a while and check out city life".  We did a back and
forth for a few minutes but weren't getting anywhere.  The elephant in the
room had to be addressed.

"Wayne, we both know what Scottie is and he and I are together".  I'm the
man of this house and Scottie serves my needs, just like he served your
needs a few years back.  You're welcome to come and visit us on a trial
basis but my house, my rules.  Up to you".

I took him a bit off guard but he recovered quickly and agreed.  Mostly
because he had few options from which to choose.  He'd be there in a week.

Over the next few days Scottie did his best to press me on how things were
going to be when Wayne arrived.  I decided to keep that to myself and keep
the little slut in suspense until he got there.

Saturday arrived and instead of my leisurely pump and dump weekend morning
into Scottie's cunt I blasted his throat quick with piss and cum and we
prepared for our guest.  When I laid out his "uniform" on the bed and told
him to clean out he knew how it was going to go.

When the doorbell rang I patted his pink panty clad ass and told him to be
a good girl and let Wayne in.  The hoot that followed from the hall told me
Wayne was up for being a participant in our alternate lifestyle.  What I
didn't expect, however, is the relatively good looking young man that
followed Scottie into the kitchen.  At 6' 3", 200 pounds, brown hair cut
into a fade, a sleeveless t-shirt and cammo shorts I was looking at a
studly young man.  Thankfully he had all his teeth but other than that he
fit the redneck mold.

I told Scottie to take Wayne's bags into his room while I grabbed some
beers for he and I and went out to the patio with Wayne trailing behind
seemingly trying to figure out how to address the situation.

I broke the ice by handing him his drink and welcoming him to my home.

"I told you on the phone, my house my rules, right?"  With a hesitant nod I
continued.  "We'll have a trial run of you living here for 30 days.  In
that time you'll get a job, start acting responsibly and respect my home."
His face began to harden, not expecting to be treated like a child but
before he could react I continued.  "Now, that being said, you're a man,
and a man that handles his business deserves to be treated like a man and
enjoy the fruits of his labor, and I'm a man that knows how to enjoy
himself."

"Scottie!, yet your faggot ass out here."  Timidly, Scottie joined us on
the patio and knelt before me.

"We're having a drink, thought you might like one too."  On cue he pulled
out my cock and rested in gently in his mouth.  While he was gulping down
my piss I continued addressing Wayne.  "You hold up your end of the bargain
you also have open access to the fag.  No bruises, no blood or torture.
Just use him to get off when you need him, otherwise just leave him be."

The lump in his shorts told me I'd made a friend.

After Scottie finished, kissed my cockhead and put it away I warned him
that Wayne was to be treated with respect until he was told otherwise.  I
told Wayne I'd arranged a job in the maintenance department of the company
I work for.  He'd start Monday morning, but until then feel free to relax
and let Scottie know if he needed anything.

I barely finished talking before a nicely cut 8" dick was being wagged back
and forth and he was telling Scottie to come suck out the first load so
he'd last longer in his ass.  With a jump Scottie took a dive on Wayne's
lap and began throating his cock.  Wayne and I clinked beer bottles and let
the whore do her work.

About 45 minutes later, with a load in his belly and a sticky asshole
Scottie resumed his weekend chores and I headed to my desk in the back of
the house to get some paperwork done.

Later than afternoon I shouted for Scottie to bring me another beer and was
met with silence.  After another call for a drink I grumbled and went to
the kitchen.  What I found reminded me that I would need to get used to
having Wayne in the house.  Apparently he was recharged as he had Scottie
bent over a sink full of dishes and suds with wadded up panties in his
mouth being railed like whore.  Good ole redneck boy that he is, Wayne had
him by the hair, pulling him back and spitting in his face.  All the while
reminding him what a faggot he turned out to be.

Scottie had a rough day but it's not like he was a virgin before so he
adjusted quickly.  Later that evening watching tv in the living room,
Scottie was laying on his stomach resting his head on a pillow and
recovering from the day's events when Wayne stretched, got up from the
recliner and walked over to him.  He nonchalantly knelt down and grabbed
the hem of the panties, pulled out his own cock and sank down into wet
cunt.  The unexpected intrusion caused a moan and Wayne swiftly told him to
shut up and lay there and take his fuck.  With both forearms holding his
prey Wayne rode him until he shot his load, popped it out of his ass and
presented his tool for cleaning.  "Thanks fag, I'm gonna head to bed".  Not
one to be able to resist a sloppy hole I slid on to the floor and into even
wetter cunt!


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