{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\froman\fprq2\fcharset0 Times New Roman;}{\f1\fswiss\fcharset0 Arial;}} {\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1503;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\nowidctlpar\qc\kerning28\f0\fs36 August Moone Sagas\par Book 5\par Absolution\par Chapter 27\par Ah Inspiring\par \pard\nowidctlpar\fs28\par \par \par Ah, Fancy Fucking You Here!\par \tab The red tailed hawk sailed high and higher, and higher and higher until the piercing bright sun blocked it and it was out of sight. Heat waves wafted up from the desert\rquote s valley floor. Nothing stirred, nothing wanted to. It was guessed the mean temperature somewhere in the neighborhood of 112-115 degrees (F). that was hot. Uncomfortably hot, especially without any air movement of any sort.\par \tab\ldblquote Who the fuck would want to LIVE in such a Godforsaken place?\rdblquote\par \tab His young companion had no answer and gave none. It WAS hot, he had hoped after their little shared romp with Allison, her brother and tag-a-long Trey, they would head to someplace else that was possibly cooler.\par \tab But no, the man Austin hung with headed up into the mountains, skirting the very edge of a steep drop off that was a gully separating the mysterious Itchee Mountain. Austin side and clung to the edge of the old military truck. He was just along for the ride anyhow\'85\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc *\par \pard\nowidctlpar\par \tab\ldblquote Damn, how the fuck does these people get used to this shit?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote They live in it!\rdblquote \par \tab If it wasn\rquote t the fucking heat it was the stench of pig shit. Wild weeds and other assorted heavily fragrant odors filled the gloomy air. A storm was imminent, but not likely. The surrounding mountains would hold back any significant rains until the very end of the year when a deluge of rains would come. The rest of the year was usually dry.\par \tab\ldblquote Any idea where the fuck we are?\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler shrugged. He didn\rquote t know, he didn\rquote t care. After leaving the house of Catie and Rory, the boys struck off for another adventure, or actually catching up with a previous one.\par \tab Catie and Rory, after their romp in the tool shed, scampered to the house. They had engaged in their romp a little daringly, though the tool shed\rquote s door had been closed--an uncle was in the house at the kitchen table doing the family\rquote s taxes. The mother of the house was in, too.\par \tab The kids came into the house, clothed, and raided the refrigerator before dashing up stairs. Catie dashed slowly, her cunny was sore and she had ditched her panties of which were blood stained--she used the undy garment to clean off her broken cunny as well as her brother\rquote s bloodied cock and balls, thighs\'85\par \tab Both teens fled to their rooms.\par \tab Moments later and the mother of the house and the uncle were \ldblquote involved.\rdblquote they were biologically connected, brother & sister, too. The mother (Katey) came into the kitchen and the uncle, Jon, took her. Arms abut her, feeling her up and down (and out.) Katey protested mildly citing Catie and Rory in the house.\par \tab The uncle replied, \ldblquote But they\rquote re upstairs.\rdblquote\par \tab Katey wore a summer\rquote s dress, light and airy and no undies.\par \tab Jon bent the woman over the cluttered kitchen table and stuffed her.\par \par \tab Upstairs the kids in their own rooms, were naked and busily frigging themselves into a stupor. Rory had stripped the covers off of his bed and was \ldblquote mounting\rdblquote it. He hung one leg crocked at the edge and humped madly. One hand rubbed his ass as he humped, then he rolled over and handled his engorged organ and pumped harder.\par \tab On her bed Catie frigged her cunny, tweaked one nipple and then the other and bounced about crazily. She needed dick(ed) again, brother or not, she didn\rquote t care. Slightly she worried about the possibility of getting pregnant. That wouldn\rquote t be good, knocked up by her own brother--her parents would freak.\par \tab She was burning with the desire to tell her girlfriend, Justine. Justine was one of her girlfriends she thought might be getting laid by her brother. She wasn\rquote t sure but it was an assumption. Catie went on friggin her self until she heard a door slam.\par \tab Downstairs. She hesitated a moment and thought she heard the telltale signs of a car starting up. Uncle Jon leaving? Her mom? Opening the door she peeked out into the hall. So was her brother.\par \tab\ldblquote Who\rquote s leaving?\rdblquote she asked.\par \tab Rory shrugged.\page\tab The positioning of their bedrooms were situated whereas they did not have a commanding view of the front yard or driveway area. Their parents\rquote bedroom did.\par \tab Timidly (and nakedly) the two teens slipped out and made way to the stairs. They peeked down into the first floor. It was dark and quiet. Only the grandfather clock made any noise at all. No light on in the kitchen.\par \tab\ldblquote Mom?\rdblquote called at Catie.\par \tab\ldblquote What the fuck you doing?\rdblquote almost shouted Rory.\par \tab There was no answer, from downstairs.\par \tab Quickly they dashed into their parents\rquote room and to the great bay window--just in time to see their mother and uncle driving away.\par \tab The teens looked to one another. There was a long pause.\par \tab Catie looked lost, lost in thought.\par \tab Rory began to feel uncomfortable.\par \tab\ldblquote Uhm, I\rquote m sorry.\rdblquote \par \tab\ldblquote About what?\rdblquote\par \tab Rory looked at her, she was supposed to be smart, a 3.0 GPA, honor student, jillions of friends, in the choir at church, and sometimes she just didn\rquote t get it.\par \tab Then she did.\par \tab\ldblquote Oh.\rdblquote she said.\par \tab She looked embarrassed. Rory flopped onto his parents\rquote bed and methodically fondled his cock.\par \tab Catie looked out into the small front yard. Slowly, though, she gazed upon her masturbating brother.\par \tab\ldblquote Want to do it again?\rdblquote she said.\par \par \tab Hidden in the back of their minds, and possibly in the back of many teens\rquote mind, was the narly dirty deed of making love on their parents\rquote bed. Because parents are parents, law givers, mean, assholes, not so nice or overboard with protection, teens find making love on their parents\rquote bed a kind of milestone. Something like \ldblquote because we said so\rdblquote the rhetoric parents hand out to the offspring; \lquote don\rquote t touch that\rquote \lquote clean your room\rquote \lquote do these chores\rquote \lquote eat everything on your plate\rquote \lquote don\rquote t hang with those people\rquote and more.\par \tab And children of religious parents have it just as bad if not more and it\rquote s the same clamor--tell someone they CAN\rquote T and they are likely to buck the system DO. \page\tab And of course there are those underlying things NOT spoken by the parent(s) that are just assumed the offspring are aware of: don\rquote t shit your pants in public, don\rquote t laugh when an old geezer trips and falls on the sidewalk and lands in a pile of dog shit, don\rquote t fuck on your parents\rquote bed.\par \tab Catie mounted her brother, not knowing that that position was as good as the typical Missionary. She rubbed her hot horny cunny up and down her brother\rquote s cock, arching her back and giving him a reason to live for--her lovely ski-sloped titties right there for the sucking. And Rory did suck, on one nipple and then the other.\par \tab Moments later and Rory\rquote s cock was nestled nicely into Catie\rquote s cunt.\par \par \tab After the tryst on the bed, Catie needed a shower. Her pussy was on fire, it still sorta hurt, or ached--or needed to be dicked again. And again--and again. Again Rory was exhausted. His eyes were nearly glazed over and his body layered in a sheen layer of sex sweat. His cock had gone near completely flaccid. Cum dripped out of Catie\rquote s cunt, her asshole hurt, too.\par \tab In the tool shed she had been \ldblquote mounted\rdblquote after the initial fuck with her brother. She was sure of it. Sort of. Maybe. Maybe she had imagined it. Maybe. \par \tab And she wasn\rquote t sure but while she was \ldblquote mounted\rdblquote in the shed, she thought she saw her brother\rquote s hips raised up. Had he been victimized, sodomized? She didn\rquote t want to know and she wasn\rquote t going to ask.\par \tab At the door her brother stirred on the bed.\par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote s up?\rdblquote he asked sleepily.\par \tab\ldblquote Taking a shower.\rdblquote she said, \ldblquote Wanna join in?\rdblquote\par \tab She couldn\rquote t believe what she had said. She suddenly felt embarrassed and shy. Brother Rory sat up and ran a hand thru his mop, then cracked a cheek and farted!\par \par \tab In the shower the two siblings bathed one another--with most attention on their naughty bits. They almost kissed, too! It was passion. Rory\rquote s cock was rock hard, his hands on his sister\rquote s ass, cock pressed up between their bodies. Their eyes met and stared into one another, despite Rory being two years older than Catie, they were about the same in height.\par \tab But they didn\rquote t kiss. They came close. Engaging in immoral sexual relations was one thing, kissing quite another!\par \tab After they had had all the showering they could stand, they emerged to frolic a little during the drying. No worries or thoughts about any possible sudden unannounced reappearance of the mother\'85\page\tab With a boner that wouldn\rquote t go down, Catie addressed it (again.) This time she operated on her own volition. Lightly she wrapped her hand about the schlong and stroked it. This was up close and personal. His cock was hot, despite just getting out of the shower. Pulling the skin taut seemingly elongated the member. \par \tab She fondled (cupped) his hairy balls and Rory waited on clenched toes. \lquote Suck it or fuck it! Do something!\rquote\par \tab Catie seemingly heard his private command and once more brushed her teen sisterly lips to the tip of his dick. All about the tip, the glans and all before teasing the sensitive crown that ringed the head. Lightly she stroked the \ldblquote boner\rdblquote , grinned and began swallow up the cock.\par \tab Her tongue went around and around the slick glandular area of her brother\rquote s prong, then about the super sensitive crown before diddling into the piss slit. \par \tab Rory once more put his hands into his sister\rquote s hair, she hadn\rquote t ran a brush through it yet but it wasn\rquote t that wet. Slowly he began to inch himself into the girl\rquote s mouth.\par \tab Catie was receptive and fully engulfed the whole member with glee.\par \par \tab With equal glee Catie took on her brother\rquote s cock to her hungry cunt. A part of her was kind of appalled at the deed, the deeds done. Normally she and her brother were as typical siblings--fighting, bickering, and trying to outdo one another in some way. But not always. They were kind to one another, they had been raised well and schooled in the manners of being good to one another.\par \tab Having sexual relations went a step beyond that notion.\par \tab On the bathroom floor with one leg up to the towel bar the other hooked to the sink counter, Catie found brother Rory could make her body shudder uncontrollably. She felt her asshole clenching tightly, any thoughts she had at the moment and future were suddenly dashed as from the onset of penetration from Rory\rquote s cock--she was in ecstasy.\par \tab From the bathroom floor to Rory\rquote s bed\'85\par \tab From the bed to the kitchen--naked. It was a blast, a gas, a dare, a double-dare. No one was home and they could hear any car driving up on the gravely driveway. The kids grabbed some sodas and Rory grabbed some ice, cooling off his aching cock.\page\tab Both joshed one another, remarking about \ldblquote if their friends only knew.\rdblquote to wit Rory teasingly chortled, \ldblquote Shoot, I bet half of them are doing the same thing!\rdblquote which was probably true.\par \tab Funny, neither sibling gave thought one about the tool shed incident\'85\par \tab Catie, too, took an ice cube and cooled off her flaming cunny. Rory sucked it out. It was a new nuance--sort of. Catie positioned herself on the table and Rory went to work, teasing her ridiculously. He stuffed her hot box with a slippery cube of ice and then sucked it back out.\par \tab Then, with a quick insertion of an ice cube into the girl\rquote s rectum, Rory stuffed her pussy with his cock and fucked her silly.\par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc **\par \pard\nowidctlpar\par \tab\ldblquote Any idea where we are?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Not a clue.\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler paused to piss on a bush, it was late afternoon and if they could spot where they had stashed Forrest\rquote s SUV, he was making for it and going home, to Breezy\rquote s. he had had just about enough of the spying game.\par \tab The boys crossed a green grassy field, a small dry creek, a dry grassy field, and emerged to a small back country road. The heat of the day was surprisingly cooling off with an every so often cool breeze. But still, it was uncomfortably hot and humid.\par \tab A grove of unknown type trees was a relief, as they neared they saw a pickup truck parked down a slight slope on the other side of the trees. A great open meadow that segued to a desert-scape was there. The pickup was one the boys had seen before\'85\par \tab Being careful-careful Skyler and Jake traipsed up to the farm family whose eldest son was a sheep shagger. The man Ed was within the truck, as was his daughter, Megan.\par \tab They were talking, the young girl up against her daddy. The back of the truck that had hours earlier been crammed with junk for sale and farm vegetables was empty.\par \tab Sneaking up on the two, Skyler saw the man \ldblquote fondling\rdblquote himself.\par \tab Hmmmm\par \tab He had a boner going, or growing. He and his young child talked, farm life, where do butterflies go when it rains, will she get a bike of her own for her birthday, etc. As the convo went on, seemingly on the sly Ed Sr. guided his daughter\rquote s hand \ldblquote down\rdblquote to his lap--specifically to his boner.\page\tab For a moment or so the little girl seemed oblivious to the fact that her hand was resting on her daddy\rquote s bulge. Until it \ldblquote pulsated.\rdblquote Megan looked down, then rested her head against her daddy\rquote s shoulder--her own hand on her own will \ldblquote gripped\rdblquote the bulge and gently stroked it!\par \tab Unbelievable!\par \tab But wait, there\rquote s more!\par \tab Slowly Ed leaned back in the bench seat, stretched, looked around for security\rquote s sake, then unzipped his pants and hauled out his meat. It was THICK, HOT, and PULSING. But not frightening to his young daughter. The giddy blond haired girl with dark roots giggled and gripped the bone, tightening her hand about it and tugging on it, up and down. She giggled more and then went down kissing on it.\par \tab The kissing led to sucking the head of manly daddy-hood into her mouth. Ed reeled in the deed, angled his body a little more and down on his dong did his ten year old go. Meanwhile, Ed worked his hand down his daughter\rquote s backside--then, down the back of her shorts.\par \tab Soon, the entire length of Ed\rquote s cock was slamming nicely in and out of Megan\rquote s mouth with slurping sounds and all. Her short pants had been worked down along with her panties. Not missing a beat--or a suck rather, the girl was stripped naked.\par \tab Ed then moved to the middle of the bench seat whereas then he paused his young\rquote un from sucking him. He scooted his butt to the edge of the seat then pushed his pants and underwear down, flogged his dog then pulled Megan onto his lap--settling her down onto his erection.\par \tab His finger went sliding into her asshole while they fucked and soon they were laying out on the seat with Megan on top. This gave Skyler and Jake extreme viewing of the man\rquote s cock sloughing its way into the ten year old\rquote s snatch--his finger in her asshole.\par \tab It gave cause for Skyler to drop his pants and Jake to ram rod his hole. While Ed and Meg fooled around IN the truck, Jake and Skyler did so OUTside the truck. \par \par \par Homefires\par \tab Finally, the object of what had brought them prowling the backcountry area in the first place. They didn\rquote t see Subject Ghash, but the other from the general store they did find. The boys had to cross an open field and then field of trash and waist high grass whereas foxtails and other itchy grasses pestered them for days after.\page\tab Neither boy knew what had happened since the previous day but they hoped to be able to catch up and with one of the Contraptions fill in the time missed. After plucking the bothersome foxtails and other stickers from their skin and clothes and slipping around in the broad of daylight the boys came up to a house where a mailbox at a white picket fence gave a name to the unknown man with sickly girl.\par \tab L Wilson\par \par A new beginning--sort of\par \tab She didn\rquote t feel well, which was good \lquote cause she didn\rquote t look well. The oppressive heat had a little to do with it. She made it as far as two blocks from the bus station before heaving. Her uncle pulled over quickly and reaching over popped the passenger side door and Matilda blew chunks.\par \tab Two good hurls and she felt a little better.\par \tab Her uncle mopped her brow with a wet washcloth, then closed the door, put the old pickup in gear and continued on his way.\par \par \tab A few miles out of the desert town they meandered along a two lane highway turning into an even smaller two lane road going out of the desert area to a more sublime area that was more green.\par \tab It was still hot, but more green.\par \tab Matilda had to have her uncle stop the truck twice more before finally making it to the house she would be staying at. It was a home set back aways from the main narrow two-lane road, a long gravely driveway with a fence on one side that was covered in a proliferation of flowering vines. The house was not very big, single story, dingy white. A couple of outbuildings the garage, a LARGE backyard lot with a medium sized front yard. The front yard--as well as the backyard, were fenced by the flowering vine fencing. A few trees dotted the lawn-scape, but there was surely the lack of a woman in the house, as well as any kids.\par \tab No livestock of any kind, either.\par \tab Leonard Wilson pulled up to the closed near dilapidated detached garage then helped the young girl out, his niece. He carried her and she clung to him. Once in the house he moved directly to the room that would be hers. \tab\tab\par \tab Mattie put up no resistance as she was stripped down to the skin, she had wet in her panties. She had a fever and a stomach ache. Her uncle laid her out on her new bed then went into the bathroom. \page\tab Mattie lay still, her young mind blank and on fire. The bus ride from Yuma to the desert town was a bitch. A royal bitch. The uncle returned moments later with a wet wash rag and went over her nude searing body. He also had some medicine for her, it was for adult but he had not been prepared to take on any children.\par \tab After mopping her down he rummaged thru her one travel bag retrieving a pair on undies and night wear. The night wear he laid out on the bed but slipped her panties onto her, locked her ankles together and eased her under the top sheet. The child was near to sleep almost instantly. Lenny stayed with her until she closed her eyes\'85\par \tab He stayed with her even after\'85\par \tab He went back to the bathroom, where he peed and then stripped off his clothes. A terrific boner he did have, he brought it back to where Matilda was sleeping. After easing onto her bed, sitting on the edge, he gingerly took her hand and guided it to his cock.\par \tab The child remained steadfastly asleep.\par \tab The nightstand table lamp provided a low glow to the room, the shades had been drawn and the swamp cooler kept the room moderately cool. Every so often the scent of pig shit wafted thru the windows and walls and cooler air, but that was to be expected and was the norm for living in the country\'85\par \tab Lenny raised the girl\rquote s hand and let it drop.\par \tab The tyke was sound to sleep and didn\rquote t stir.\par \tab Her forehead was still warm.\par \tab Slowly ever so slowly the top sheet was pulled down. Licking his lips he wondered as to why he had bothered to put panties on her. He sighed and stared at her personal area, his cock got harder. How much of a cad was he willing to sink to?\par \tab The lowest.\par \tab Slowly he tugged the fresh clean undies down, raising her legs and peering down at her crotch and pert virginity. Pre-cum glistening on his knob, a strong yearning swelled within him--as well as his naughty cock.\par \tab With her panties off he opened her legs wide and continued to merely stare at her crotch. Then he took her hand once more and had her stroke him, forcing her fingers tight about his pecker to the point whereas he felt a strong ejaculation coming.\page\tab He didn\rquote t waste it, quickly he came onto the bed, nestled himself between her legs and masturbated--spilling his seed onto her cunny. He smeared the head of his cock all over. Then he sighed, farted, and it was the first night\'85\par \par Cum the new day\par \tab Cum the new day Uncle Leonard (Lenny) Wilson munched on a piece of toast reading the daily blab. Mixed with the pig shit that was near constant in the listless air of the countryside, chicken shit and outhouse shit filled the cool morning air, too. Country life!\par \tab A cow mooed, chickens clucked, and a sheep baaa-ed. \par \tab Around the corner of the hall emptying into the kitchen came a small wee sleepy head. She rubbed her eyes and was unsure of her surroundings. She was still clad just in her panties, too.\par \tab\ldblquote\rquote morning.\rdblquote spoke up the man at the table.\par \tab It took Mattie a moment or two to fully recognize the man.\par \tab\ldblquote Morning.\rdblquote she said meekly.\par \tab\ldblquote Feeling better?\rdblquote\par \tab Mattie didn\rquote t respond right off.\par \tab\ldblquote Come here.\rdblquote the man said with a nod and putting down his paper. Mattie obeyed, she was only mildly aware that she was merely in her panties only. Sleepily she made the short distance from the open hall to her uncle\rquote s lap. He scooped her up and nestled her on his lap. She was still warm to the touch and still \ldblquote didn\rquote t look well.\rdblquote\par \tab He DID open her legs and check her status--seeing if she was \ldblquote wet\rdblquote or not. Then cuddled her and offered her a glass of orange juice. The child wrinkled up her nose--what was that smell?\par \tab A glass of juice, a piece of toast w/fresh butter and jam and she was back to bed. Lenny went with her, mopping her brow with a fresh wetted washcloth. More medicine was glugged down and in mere minutes she was zonked out, again.\par \tab And again, down came the sheet\'85\par \par \tab A knock at the door interrupted Lenny\rquote s jerking off, he quickly finished off the deed and left the \ldblquote mess\rdblquote on her bare naked cunny. At the door was Toby Boles, a neighbor kid who offered to mow the near out of control front lawn, trim the wisteria, clean the garage, anything--for a small nominal price.\page\tab After some negotiating with the \ldblquote price\rdblquote the boy set to work with the lawn mowing. Lenny watched the boy for a moment as he struggled with the non-motorized lawn mower. Then it was back to his niece\'85\par \par \tab He did feel badly for the girl, both parents taken in one whack, one fatal accident. Grandparents on both sides were just too old to take her, an aunt on the mother\rquote s side was frail and in a nursing home. Other relatives declined her as well.\par \tab Then, a month after the funeral of her parents, a long near unknown uncle was found. He lived several states away and had been to only one family reunion. Not much was known about him, save that he lived alone outside of a desert town.\par \tab He was in good health, unmarried, and could so-so take on the young tyke. The only other option was foster care, adoption, county care. Family members wrote and pleaded their case. Semi reluctantly Leonard accepted the child. The family members in Yuma put the girl on a bus and sent her on her way.\par \tab On her way she got sick.\par \tab Bus travel thru several states didn\rquote t agree with her.\par \tab Scarcely did she know her uncle, just the one time at the family reunion when she was nay but five years young. She was eight years young currently--and deathly ill.\par \tab And covered in spunk\'85\par \tab From her young cunny to her chest, a sheen layer of healthy spunk matter was spilled (repeatedly.) the man spilling it moaned and groaned, laid his organ against the child\rquote s skin and humped his fill--near rubbing the girl\rquote s skin raw!\par \tab Taking on another mouth was of no real consequence. But, there would be clothes, doctor visits, school stuff, presents for her birthday(s) and Christmases. Living on his own he had fared well, he was not so inclined as to really take on anyone else. He lived alone and liked it that way.\par \tab Lenny cleaned the girl up after he was well spent. Then diddled his finger into her hairless poon. Thoughts aplenty ran amok thru his head--none of the good or decent.\par \tab He left her nude but pulled the sheet back over her. She slept soundly, high potent medicine for adults given to a child will do that\'85\par \tab Outside, young Toby Boles continued struggling with the mowing. Lenny felt badly for the boy, after pulling up some pants he whistled for the boy.\par \tab A cold icy glass of lemonade sure hit the spot!\par \tab\ldblquote Got a backyard full of weeds and grass, too!\rdblquote remarked Lenny.\par \tab The boy peered over the man\rquote s shoulder looking out to the backyard, he nodded, gulped. It would be a big job, \par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll pay you double\'85\rdblquote\par \tab The boy quickly nodded his head, again not knowing fully what he was in for. The backyard was TWICE as big as the front yard. And with know proper lawn mower and only the ancient push mower--it was going to be more of a chore than anything else. But for double! He couldn\rquote t pass it up.\par \tab Suddenly at the hall opening there was the naked Mattie.\par \tab She looked very ill and was heaving.\par \tab Lenny quickly guided the girl to the bathroom--she was lost.\par \tab She had \ldblquote ralphed\rdblquote in the bed, on the bedroom floor, in the hallway.\par \tab Lenny wasn\rquote t mad, not pleased, but not mad. She couldn\rquote t help it.\par \tab After cleaning up the girl and the messes she had made, then putting the girl in HIS bed, he found young Toby Boles gouging the heel of his hand to his groin.\par \tab Lenny pretended he didn\rquote t see and the boy crossed his legs, swinging them under the table and gulping down his drink.\par \tab\ldblquote That\rquote s my niece.\rdblquote Lenny told the curious horny boy. \ldblquote She\rquote s going to be staying with me, now.\rdblquote\par \tab Toby was cool with that. \ldblquote She\rquote s nice.\rdblquote he blurted. Lenny smiled and Toby blushed.\par \par \tab Five bucks for the front yard, ten for the backyard. The backyard would be a BIG job and best down in the very early morning hours, not in the friggin heat of the day. Toby mowed the front lawn taking 90 minutes to do so. He was paid and quickly left to make for home and stash his money. \par \tab Mattie slept well but did \ldblquote pee\rdblquote while doing so.\par \tab Lenny cleaned her, cuddled her and \ldblquote desired\rdblquote her\'85\par \tab After his bed and the girl\rquote s bed was stripped down and new sheets put on, Lenny nestled with the nude girl in the darkened living room where it was indeed much cooler. He felt for the girl, losing both parents at once--that had to be tough. The mother of the girl was his sister. He was the third brother in line. The other two bros had been killed years past. Lenny was the \ldblquote black sheep\rdblquote of the family and not spoken of.\par \tab He didn\rquote t care and could careless what others thought of him.\page\tab In the late afternoon Mattie awoke. He bathed the child, fed her, and then sat cuddling her some more brushing her hair. Mattie never fussed about being nude, being bathed, or sat nakedly on the man who was a near virtual stranger to her.\par \tab Did she/could she feel his boner under her bare bottom?\par \tab After once more putting her to bed in a fresh made bed, another dose of medicine, Lenny sat in a bedroom chair watching her drift off.\par \tab Doctors visits. A bike. School clothes. Presents.\par \tab Her room, too, would have to be done up.\par \tab He had no idea how smart she was, he was eight, how smart could she be? Or dumb? She had hardly spoken very many words to him, she was too ill. He had her medical records, school records. That gave very little insight on her.\par \tab The day wore on. Matilda slept, her uncle brooded. Presently after checking on her once more and finding her very sound to sleep, he moved down the small hallway to the end. In the hallway that was no more than ten feet, there was a door to the left and two on the right. The one on the left was Lenny\rquote s bedroom. The first door on the right was a bathroom, the only one, and then the spare bedroom now deemed Matilda\rquote s.\par \tab At the end of the hall one would expect a window or something. And you would be wrong. There was an end table with a lamp and a flower vase with a picture of a windmill with a desert-like scene beyond at dusk. Carefully Leonard Wilson moved the 21x17 inch picture--then carefully pressed on a clapboard.\par \tab A click was heard, a metallic click.\par \tab At the side molding running up to the left of where the picture hung something like a \ldblquote door\rdblquote had popped out just a scooch. Lenny opened it, the entire wall swung open. (the table had to be moved)\par \tab Inside within was dark, until a low light giving light was switched on.\par \tab A small-small room, eight feet wide and five feet deep, eight high.\par \tab It was musty and there was a small-small-small window that cranked open--in the ceiling. A small desk fan on a small desk was here. The fan helped and Lenny took a seat in the bedroom chair at the antique green 1920s desk.\par \tab On the floor and on the desk were stacks of old magazines, also of the 1920s. Murder mysteries, science fiction, dime store books. There, too, were reel-to-reel canisters. A pigeon hole hutch was mounted on the desk, papers of various sorts as well as other claptrap were stuck in the holes.\par \tab On the desk was an editing/viewing for use in filmmaking.\page\tab Lenny selected a canister and opened it, then threaded it thru the viewer. Slowly he began to crank the take-up reel. On the 10-inch viewer came slowly a trickling scene of sheer naughtiness: naked children running amok doing absolute naughty things!\par \tab The kiddies ranged from as young as three to as old as fourteen. Only boys, though, were in the \ldblquote teen\rdblquote range. No girl was older than ten. All the kiddies engaged in either sucking cock, taking cock, or playing with cock. If they weren\rquote t \ldblquote taking\rdblquote cock in one of those manners, they were posing, revealing, or masturbating.\par \tab As Lenny turned the take-up crank, he worked out of his pants his own crank. His lip trembled and his cock grew intensely hard.\par \par \tab\ldblquote You doing okay?\rdblquote he asked of her.\par \tab The young girl on the toilet sheepishly grinned and blushed, then nodded quickly. She was in the midst of peeing, the bathroom door was wide open. (it didn\rquote t close and never had--it was one of those projects on his To Do List that never got done--he lived alone, why the fuck bother with it?)\par \tab She still remained clad in merely her panties. That was okay with Lenny. Way ok! She sat on his lap in the living room. She was cooling down and not quite as ill as she had been. She wasn\rquote t talkative, still, and that was okay. She had a lot on her mind--she had been thru a hell of a lot in the past two months.\par \tab They sat quietly, sharing a soda. Surprisingly, even to Lenny himself, he didn\rquote t DO anything. Mildly he thought about it but somehow managed to hold off. His hand DID rest on her belly and a time or two he patted it as well as move up and down her young torso. Matilda made no movements to stop him. His bone grew tenfold underneath her near bony butt. Closing his eyes his mind drifted to those \ldblquote scenes\rdblquote recently viewed on his hidden editing viewer\'85\par \tab When he awoke, Mattie was gone from his lap.\par \tab No worries, though, he found her crashed out on her bed.\par \par \tab Strolling out to the mailbox he paused to watch a small group of children playing in an open field nearby. Young, super young, just right. Topless, panties only, with the three three year olds butt naked. He couldn\rquote t tell if the older boys ages 8-11 had boners about them or not. He imagined that they did.\page\tab He collected his mail and stared at the hollyhocks lining the front yard fence facing the road; he\rquote d have to get Toby Boles to trim them out, too. Back inside the house again he went thru the mail, discarded half of it and then plopped into his favorite chair.\par \tab He wasn\rquote t so much as brooding as he was deep in thought. Raising a child. What a concept! It was unimaginable! Near inconceivable! Almost unbelievable! It was almost near a dream cum true!!\par \tab Slowly he traipsed into his niece\rquote s room. She was sound to sleep. She hadn\rquote t taken any medicine, though. Sitting on her bed she barely stirred. The sheet covering her barely did. She remained clad in her panties only--and that was okay with Lenny. Course, she could remain so thru her teen years for all Lenny cared\'85\par \tab With hand on her ass as she lay on her side he made small circles.\par \tab Mattie remained very much asleep.\par \tab When his hand moved up along her side, though, she stirred. She moved to her backside. Her eyes fluttered, she yawned, she farted. Then she was back to \ldblquote sound\rdblquote sleep.\par \par \tab A three year old sucked off on a fourteen year old, the boy\rquote s jiz splashing into her very young mouth as well as all over it. The little girl seemed to be laughing. Nearby, a five year old naked little girl sat on a twelve year old boy\rquote s face, wiggling as she was being tongued out; the boy\rquote s legs were being held back by the five year old; the boy was being \ldblquote packed\rdblquote by an older youth. The little girl was bent down to whereas a ten year old boy sodomized her!\par \tab Cum dripped down Lenny\rquote s hand as he cranked his crank and cranked the take-up wheel. The little girls were cute, so were some of the boys. He watched as more \ldblquote scenes\rdblquote slid past his eyes. Slowly his cock softened and all the juices for the moment were expelled. He rested.\par \tab After wiping the cum off on a jiz rag he rested a moment more before reaching into a desk drawer and retrieving from within a camera. It took instant pictures, delivering them instantly, too. He tugged on his chin, he needed a shave, a blow job\'85\par \tab Just because, he checked the status of the battery and then the flash and then the availability of film. There were fix pictures left. He leaned back in the chair and methodically thought.\page\tab Plain meatloaf; he figured a she wasn\rquote t too keen on the typical veggies that went in a meatloaf. Oats served as the binding agent, a smattering of tomato juice and omit the onions. It was palatable and went well with the creamy mashed potatoes with cheese melted on, green pease (garden fresh from a neighbor), and applesauce.\par \tab Mattie remained in her panties. Fresh made pudding topped off the evening meal and then it was settling down to watch some television. With the news being dominated by green tornadoes ripping a portal into another worldly dimension, or if not that then the sexual depravity still running rampant across the nation, cartoons seemed the best bet.\par \tab Mattie at first settled on the floor before the television set, then, after upping and dashing to the bathroom she returned to stand and pause at her new benefactor\rquote s chair. Lenny wrapped an arm about her and drew her onto his lap. The child seemed near oblivious about her near nudity--and/or vulnerability.\par \tab Strangely, nothing happened.\par \tab They watched some cartoons, they went to sleep.\par \tab A startle awoke Lenny. He paused a moment, yawned and struggled with himself to \lquote get a grip.\rquote Mattie was sound asleep, his cock was soft and Mattie was a little \ldblquote damp\rdblquote betwixt her legs. Easily and slowly he worked the undies off and carried her to the bathroom. \par \tab Leisurely the child came awake, but was groggy. A spoonful of medicine was placed in her mouth, she was already sleepy so the medicine would really put her out. She sat on the sink counter and was wiped \ldblquote clean\rdblquote as well as coyly fingered.\par \tab It didn\rquote t take long and Mattie was \ldblquote zonked\rdblquote out deep in slumber land.\par \tab Naughty Leonard had no problem \lquote having his way with her.\rquote it was tantamount to out and out full bore molestation; laying the child nakedly out on her bed and noshing on her. He wished he would have had the foresight to just leave her \ldblquote wet\rdblquote between her legs.\par \tab No matter, he tongued her deeply and took a few licks to her pert virgin bung hole, too. She was a lovely lass, very lovely--especially naked! Lenny opened her legs nice and wide, marveled at her then went back down on her tonguing her snatch before traveling up her sleeping zonked out body.\par \tab He did find himself with his tongue driving into her mouth, then noticing that his cock was cumming without him. He laid his favorite organ against his niece\rquote s pussy and humped. With eyes closed he imagined himself penetrating her. \page\tab There were a few minutes of intense humping. Thereafter a great explosion of cum juiced out of his cock and very muchly coated the young girl\rquote s cunny. It was fantastic! The \ldblquote act\rdblquote of cumming and then the mess itself. Quickly he retrieved his instant camera and snapped a picture of the cum laden cunt, hooked her ankles and brought her legs up and snapped another picture.\par \tab Then, before his cum dripping cum squirter could soften totally, he got up to his niece\rquote s sleeping head and inserted his foul cock--then snapped another picture.\par \tab Another pic was taken with the girl on her stomach side, ass up. Her uncle\rquote s cock pressed up against her between her legs. Sitting back to the foot of the bed and managing to keep the girl\rquote s ass up he snapped one more picture. \par \tab One last picture was snapped up; it showed cum heavily anointing the girl\rquote s virgin bum hole--but gave way to the conclusion that the youngster\rquote s hole was no LONGER virgin. (it was, but with the gooey mess laden thereon it couldn\rquote t be rightly told, nor did it matter. The thought of a young girl\rquote s asshole being reamed out was good enough.)\par \tab Shortly before midnight he sat in the living room, the flickering light of the television the only light. On his lap were the fresh pictures of his niece. \par \tab\lquote One ringy-dingy\rquote snort-chuckle-chuckle-snort.\par \tab\lquote Two-ringy-dingy\rquote snort-chuckle-chuckle-snort.\par \tab\lquote Three-ringy--\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote Hello?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Paul, Lenny.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Lenny H or W?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote W.\rdblquote\par \tab Pause\par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote s up?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Business still good?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote You know it is.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I have a project in the make.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Good.\rdblquote pause \ldblquote Same deal, then.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Good.\rdblquote\par \tab Click\par \tab Lenny sighed. His dick tingled, it had been awhile\'85\page\tab Making money was a life\rquote s duty. Some folks worked gas stations, packing sheds, sweeping and mopping floors, making beds, waiting on customers from several forms to elaborate escorting. Some folks had more of an education that put them in the driver\rquote s seat of jet aircraft or military naval ships.\par \tab Some folks ran huge manufacturing businesses and coporations.\par \tab Some folks defended other folks.\par \tab Some folks took pictures of little folks.\par \tab That was what Lenny did, it was a sort of \ldblquote business.\rdblquote\par \tab It was profitable, to a point, and dangerous to a degree.\par \tab Secrecy was an absolute.\par \par \tab He had made his contact. It was business as usual. He sat in the chair going thru the pictures, more would be required. And a \ldblquote movie\rdblquote , too, would help. He was lightly troubled, though--he had never used a \ldblquote family\rdblquote member. He had always \ldblquote wanted\rdblquote too, but that was different\'85\par \tab And he didn\rquote t really think Mattie would be so inclined to oblige him.\par \tab She might, though!\par \par A new dawn awaits\par \tab The backyard was a jungle, and a bitch to mow--\rquote specially without a power mower. Lenny felt for the boy, ten bucks wasn\rquote t enough. At the backdoor he whistled to the boy. For over an hour the young man had been hard at it, he was grimey and sweaty and blisters were on his hands already. He had long since ditched his shirt\'85\par \tab In the bathroom his slight wounds had been addressed and a washrag made available to him to clean off his body. Lenny looked him over with an approving lust. \par \par \tab\ldblquote I think that backyard is more than a simple push mower can handle.\rdblquote \par \tab The look in the boy\rquote s face was both agreeable as well as dejected, no completion of job meant no ten bucks! \par \tab\ldblquote I-I can do it.\rdblquote Toby protested. \par \tab\ldblquote No, I have another job for you.\rdblquote\par \tab Just then in wandered the naked Matilda. Sleepy eyed and still not 100 percent certain as to where she was. She made a face at both occupants of the single bathroom--trying to recognize them. She stood fingering herself--or rather in the act of as when any wee child \ldblquote holds themselves\rdblquote when they\rquote ve got to pee--badly.\page\tab Then she simply sat on the toilet and proceeded regardless.\par \tab Lenny escorted Toby out of the bathroom.\par \tab In the kitchen they got a fresh glass of lemonade. It gave chance for Lenny to see that the young very tan boy had a raging hard-on. This could work to his advantage.\par \tab Out in the garage the two went. It was messy and had huge amounts of clutter. \ldblquote Some of its mine, some was the previous owners.\rdblquote Lenny explained, he made note of where the crap he wanted to keep was and the crap to go was.\par \tab Lenny went back into the house--to check on Mattie.\par \tab Mattie had returned to her bed. Lenny gave her a dose of medicine again and waited with her until she \lquote passed\rquote out. Then it was back to the garage. Young Toby was hard at work making piles to be loaded into the truck as well as carting some out to the truck.\par \tab Slowly Lenny guided the boy on the sly to behind the remains of what was supposed to have been somebody\rquote s boat. It was only a shell with only the keel and ribs completed. It was under a heavy green fading tarp. Under the tarp, too, was a pile of debris, stacks of magazines, and other assorted useless crap.\par \tab The stacks of magazines were knocked over (by Lenny) and Toby saw. Toby began scooping the mags up, but his attention was caught and he paused to peruse them briefly.\par \tab Mixed mags, mostly adult type, but then\'85\par \tab With Lenny standing right close, young Toby was embarrassed--until Lenny himself began to peruse the mags, too. He made approving sounds, facial emotions. Soon he took a seat on an upturned pail. Toby was hard pressed to keep the fact that he had a massive erection near bursting out of his pants.\par \tab As stated, most of the mags were of the adult nature, but a few were not. (you know the type) There were so many mags, though, rifling thru the various ones was mind boggling and the mere fact that there were kids depicted in some of the mags didn\rquote t take--not right off.\par \tab But to Toby, whether the girl was twelve years old, or twenty-five, naked was was naked is. Both gave him good cause to very nearly cream himself. Together the two went thru the dirty magazines, some were fairly new, others were quite old. Toby had no clear cut idea about \ldblquote age\rdblquote and just went by Lenny\rquote s statement that \ldblquote they had been left behind by the previous owner.\rdblquote\page\tab After a few minutes, it was too hot in the stuffy musty garage,\par \tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s take these inside.\rdblquote Lenny suggested. It was a good suggestion, they scooped up all the mags and headed inside where it was cooler. \par \tab Once inside and settled on the country style sofa, and the various magazine spread everywhere, \par \tab\ldblquote You know,\rdblquote stated Leonard, \ldblquote it\rquote s not a healthy thing to not fix yourself after seeing these kinds of pictures.\rdblquote\par \tab Young Toby didn\rquote t get it.\par \tab The boy fished around and started to firstly \ldblquote adjust\rdblquote his seating position.\par \tab\ldblquote No, not that,\rdblquote chortled Lenny,\par \tab\ldblquote When you see pictures of girls like this, it gives us guys a reason to live!\rdblquote he made light of an awkward situation. \ldblquote Anyways, you know what it does, you\rquote ve got an erection--so have I.\rdblquote\par \tab Toby nearly stopped breathing.\par \tab\ldblquote And to be healthy, you\rquote ve got to \ldblquote fix\rdblquote it.\rdblquote\par \tab Toby STILL didn\rquote t get it. But it wasn\rquote t exactly \ldblquote clear\rdblquote , either.\par \tab\ldblquote W-whattya mean?\rdblquote the boy asked timidly.\par \tab Lenny liked Toby, a nice rounded face, good manners, well liked, etc. \par \tab\ldblquote Well,\rdblquote drawled Lenny sitting back, \ldblquote you\rquote ve got to \ldblquote please\rdblquote yourself, or you\rquote ll bust.\rdblquote\par \tab Toby gulped. Mouth hung open, eyes wide.\par \tab When Lenny hauled out his cock--Toby\rquote s eyes and mouth were about the same size. \ldblquote Oh shit!\rdblquote exclaimed Toby. But Lenny didn\rquote t advance on him, he stayed at his end of the sofa. Slowly he began to tug on his cock and \ldblquote masturbate.\rdblquote Toby knew what that was, he was just beginning to do likewise.\par \tab\ldblquote If you don\rquote t do it, you\rquote ll blow your nuts off!\rdblquote\par \tab Toby gulped, but he was still hesitant.\par \tab\ldblquote Well, you can go into the bathroom.\rdblquote Lenny suggested.\par \tab Toby hung still on the sofa a moment longer than scampered to the bathroom--jerking off with another dude present just wasn\rquote t his thing.\par \tab He was in the middle of whacking off standing/straddling the toilet when little naked Mattie appeared at the open door.\par \tab\ldblquote Uh, uh, Mr. Wilson!?\rdblquote he called out.\par \tab Lenny quickly hurried. Toby had stuffed his dick back into his clothes, but it was still hard and there was a wet spot on his clothes. \par \tab\ldblquote She pees a lot.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote It\rquote s the meds.\rdblquote Lenny told him.\page\tab The boy stared and stared--well, not actually staring per se, just watching. When the final \ldblquote squirt\rdblquote of urine splashed from the girl\rquote s pussy, Lenny eased to his knees and stood the child up. He then selected some toilet paper and gave the child\rquote s wet snatch a brief wipe.\par \tab Young Toby watched in utter fascination, licking lips and virtually drooling. Lenny handed him some toilet paper. At first the boy didn\rquote t get it. He almost smile when he thought he got it, but had to look to Lenny to make sure. Lenny nodded--\rquote go ahead\rquote .\par \tab Toby made a wipe of the girl\rquote s poon.\par \tab\ldblquote Ever see a girl\rquote s pussy before?\rdblquote\par \tab Toby gulped, sweated, and the wet spot \lquote tween his legs increased.\par \tab\ldblquote Just some the little girls around here.\rdblquote he shrugged not so enthused.\par \tab Mattie was merely eight and considered a \ldblquote little girl\rdblquote herself, but beggers couldn\rquote t be too choosey.\par \tab Mattie had to be held standing up, her eyes were closed.\par \tab\ldblquote Come on.\rdblquote Lenny said scooping the child up. He carried her back to her room and Toby followed.\par \tab Toby \ldblquote stared\rdblquote at the little girl as she was laid out on her bed near lifeless. He then watched in some awed fascination as Lenny \ldblquote fingered\rdblquote the girl\rquote s poon.\par \tab\ldblquote Whoa!\rdblquote the boy said under his breath.\par \tab Lenny nodded to the boy, \lquote come onto the bed, help yourself.\rquote\par \tab Slowly young Toby climbed onto the bed, Lenny lowered his pants and was nude in mere seconds later. Toby stared at the nude man\rquote s enormous schlong. \lquote Holy shit!\rquote etched on his handsome young face.\par \tab With a nod from the nude man, Toby somewhat uncomfortable but mixed about it, slipped off his pants and underwear. His schlong was hard, too. Not enormous--just hard. The tip was \ldblquote wet\rdblquote with pre-cum and a bit more.\par \tab Slowly Tony fingered the sleeping deeply Matilda.\par \tab He liked it. A lot.\par \tab Lenny opened the girl\rquote s legs more, raising one and really giving the boy something live for. \par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote d like for you to do something.\rdblquote Lenny spoke softly.\par \tab\ldblquote Sure.\rdblquote Toby said shrugging. He sat back and waited.\par \tab\ldblquote Do you know what \ldblquote sex\rdblquote is?\rdblquote\par \tab Sort of. The young boy fished around in his mind, the concept was a little elusive, but there was a small idea.\par \tab\ldblquote Have you\rquote ve ever \ldblquote done it\rdblquote with a girl?\rdblquote that was more clear.\page\tab Toby gulped. He was already nervous, this just made it worse. But truthfully he shook his head, No.\par \tab\ldblquote Hmmmm, would you LIKE to?\rdblquote\par \tab Again with the gulping.\par \tab\ldblquote Give her a try.\rdblquote suggested Lenny.\par \tab Toby licked his lips. Part of him wanted to, desired to, but another part held him back--it was strange--way strange. It was embarrassing, not private, etc. Toby didn\rquote t know what to do.\par \tab Lenny fingered the girl, patted her bald smooth poon and gave subtle head nods to Toby. Finally, under his own coercion he crawled to be straddled above the medicated Mattie.\par \tab Then, a hand came to Toby\rquote s ass, pressing him down.\par \tab\ldblquote Put your dick against her\'85\rdblquote he told him in a low voice.\par \tab Slowly the boy complied.\par \tab At first he grinded against the smooth lips of the girl\rquote s cunny, and it felt great! This was followed up by \ldblquote insertion.\rdblquote it was a step up from \ldblquote grinding.\rdblquote it was better. Way better.\par \tab From the onset, though, there was some discomfort and Mattie felt it, too. She whimpered in her medicated state, but otherwise was okay. She made a few faces but nothing more. Toby continued and successfully \ldblquote broke\rdblquote in the little girl.\par \tab Toby didn\rquote t mind Lenny\rquote s hand on his ass during the five minute fuck of Matilda. He was a little more concerned when the fondling went to cupping and tugging on his young balls up thru his legs. Turning his head he saw Mr. Leonard masturbating.\par \tab Toby\rquote s dick and overall stamina wore out before he could cum. Lenny left the room, fetching a wet washcloth of which he used to clean his niece\rquote s broken cunny. He nodded to Toby to go clean up himself.\par \tab When Toby came back, he watched Mr. Leonard humping on Matilda.\par \par \tab Mr. Leonard had a boner. A massively swelled boner. He hadn\rquote t \ldblquote entered\rdblquote the young naked medicated girl on the bed, but close counts. He sat back and once more nodded for Toby to come hither. The boy obeyed.\par \tab More humping. Lots more. The boy still was unable to cum, but that could be attested to the fact that he was merely ten. Some ten year old (boys) COULD cum at ten, most didn\rquote t shoot wads until eleven or twelve. But hey! Nothing wrong with trying!\page\tab There was a great deal of \ldblquote pleasure\rdblquote in trying. Young Toby found humping a great deal pleasurable--whether INSIDE the pussy or humping the slit. There WAS, at length, something of cum emission from the boy\rquote s dong. He lay on his side masturbating/massaging his aching organ after his third five minute fuck on the still basically unconscious Matilda. He was near exhausted.\par \tab Lenny wasn\rquote t.\par \tab His cock was raging hard.\par \tab He smiled at Toby.\par \tab If Toby would have had good sense--he would have bolted.\par \tab But he didn\rquote t.\par \tab With his ass up, cheeks spread, face down on Mattie\rquote s belly, Toby received Lenny Wilson hard throbbing cock. The cock had been \ldblquote greased\rdblquote up with some sort of lube from a tube from the night stand. A small dab had been applied to Toby\rquote s asshole, too.\par \tab Lenny showed no mercy and deeply sodomized the boy--Toby winced as he was near sadistically reamed. There was a fine line between PAIN and Severe DISCOMFORT. When it was closer to PAIN, it was over--sort of. \par \tab Toby felt a torrent of some sort of flooding shooting and filling up his asshole. The man finally pulled out and ejaculated the rest. He sat back panting and cussing.\par \tab Toby fell over unable to move.\par \tab The man rested several more minutes before turning Toby onto his backside, opening his legs--and going down on him. Toby had never been \ldblquote sucked\rdblquote and the concept alone was elusive to him. It sorta felt good but it was strange and he didn\rquote t know what to really think about it.\par \tab When he had a significant boner going again, Lenny had him mount Matilda and fuck her (again.) While he did so, Mr. Lenny snapped a few pictures\'85\par \par \tab At length Toby finally unleashed a torrent of cum.\par \tab His first explosion was incredible--a mixture of awe, disbelief, surprise, and a few other inert emotions. He came firstly in Mattie\rquote s pussy. After a little break, he jacked off onto her sweet face. Lenny unloaded his own liquid love onto the girl\rquote s face, then her chest, and finally her pussy. (all during the same orgasm!) He tempted young Toby to \ldblquote have a taste.\rdblquote\par \tab Toby wasn\rquote t so disposed to do so, but did so reluctantly.\par \tab He didn\rquote t care for it.\page\tab He then watched (and snapped some pictures) of Mr. Lenny butt humping Matilda--and the subsequent cum juice that spilled like a river out of the girl\rquote s hole.\par \tab Toby got butt humped thereafter, too--and a picture (or two) snapped for the showing of his hole shooting out the back splash. He sucked on Mr. Lenny\rquote s cock after a strong coercion, a promise of more money, and the like.\par \tab Toby didn\rquote t care for cocksucking.\par \par \tab In the late afternoon of that day, Toby had to get home. But first, he had to take a bath with Lenny. Thereafter, Mr. Lenny had a little bit more for the boy to do. Spying unseen Skyler and Jake felt something suddenly odd. Something creepy filled them. Outside the house of L Wilson something of a storm was beginning to burst, the scent of pig shit had been overwhelmed by the scent of rain.\par \tab A small movie camera was brought into play. It was old, 1960s or even earlier. It was small and very old fashioned. Toby humped on the still zonked out Mattie; humping in her mouth, ejaculating therein (and on). Then licking the girl\rquote s cunny while being \ldblquote filmed\rdblquote from behind. The boy\rquote s luscious bum observed dancing about as his tender nuggets swayed and penis stiffened.\par \tab Then he humped on Matie\rquote s snatch and struggled to cum. But he was near cum out and couldn\rquote t produce. He then took a turn of plowing the young girl\rquote s asshole before wrapping his lips about Lenny\rquote s cock.\par \tab Once more the boy was reamed out almost as forcefully as the first time. This time, the camera filmed all the action.\par \tab Then, the ordeal of Toby Boles took a new turn.\par \tab A dark and sinister one catching Skyler and Jake off guard.\par \tab Toby was escorted to a large closet in the bedroom, some clothes where hanging there and there were a few boxes. A bar stool was there, too. The boy was turned to face into the closet, then, not too roughly but forcefully just the same, the naked Lenny secured the boy\rquote s hands behind him with some trucker\rquote s rope.\par \tab Toby freaked out a little but was smacked on the ass HARD.\par \tab\ldblquote Settle down!\rdblquote\par \tab Toby was stunned.\par \tab Skyler felt something was amiss and knew he probably should intervene. But didn\rquote t. he wished he had.\par \tab Toby was pushed into the large walk-in closet and up onto the stool. Then, an old fashioned western-hangman\rquote s rope was produced. Ut-oh\'85\page\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m just gonna make a movie, nothing\rquote s gonna happen to you, settle the fuck down!\rdblquote\par \tab But Toby was scared, this was getting more than he bargained for.\par \tab Skyler didn\rquote t know what to do. He wished Forrest was with him.\par \tab Toby still faced into the closet, Lenny produced a belt and then placed a bandana in the boy\rquote s mouth--making it very tight. Toby fussed and danced on the stool nearly toppling it.\par \tab\ldblquote No, no!\rdblquote said Lenny, \ldblquote Not just yet!\rdblquote and so he secured the boy\rquote s ankles.\par \tab Toby was freaking out and Skyler was, too.\par \tab Then Lenny began whipping the boy with the belt--each lash was almost as hard as the previous. Then, when huge welts began to appear on the stricken boy\rquote s nude body, Lenny got the camera and began filming. Toby was belted a few more times before he began to show signs of losing consciousness.\par \tab Then, incredibly, the stool was KICKED out from under his feet.\par \par \tab Leonard Wilson masturbated while the young boy swung, his neck cockeyed, body twitching. When the last drops of cum dropped to the bare wooden floor, Toby Boles, ten, was dead. Dead-dead-dead.\par \tab His body was removed from the closet, the bindings returned to specialized cubby holes that were hidden. As the first rains of the season began to fall, Leonard W slipped on a pair of trunks then carried the boy\rquote s body outside to the backyard. With tall grass, a fence of vines and shrubs, wood planks leaned up against the natural fencing, Lenny was virtually unseen as he tredged out to the very back end of his property.\par \tab Some old outbuildings were in piss poor condition, overgrown weeds and assorted housing debris, discarded washing machines from bygone era bygone; tires, engine blocks, and soiled ground from several large metal barrels.\par \tab Toby\rquote s body was laid on the ground while Lenny pried open one of the barrels after tapping to see if it was empty. There were as many as a dozen barrels, some very well dented, rusting, half buried in the ground. Some were orange, blue, green, basic black.\par \tab After Toby\rquote s body was placed within the barrel some cement was added, just enough to cover the body plus an inch or two. It was allowed to set up a few minutes or so, not totally hard but still. Then, old spent well used OIL was add filling the barrel up. The top was replaced snug fitted and beaten hard into place.\page\tab The barrel was wrestled in among the dozen other barrels, old creosote railroad timbers were placed on top and around, against, old tarps and engine parts; the oily dirt, too, was messed up to make it look as \ldblquote normal\rdblquote as possible. The slightly driving fresh rain would help out tremendously\'85\par \tab After that, the man stood still and silent. Was he praying? After a moment more he turned and returned to the house.\par \par \tab\ldblquote Jesus fucking H fucking Christ!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, that sums it up about.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I wanna go home. Fuck this shit.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Sounds like a boner to me.\rdblquote Skyler fired up the stashed SUV and made way for home.\fs20\par \pard\kerning0\f1\par }