The Big Valley Chapter 7
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Chapter 7
The rain had stopped sometime in the night; the kitchen lamp was lit which meant momma was up making breakfast. I had a little boy's head laying on my deadened arm, face down in my armpit. His little pencil was running up the side of my thigh. I slapped his butt with my free right hand and told him it was time to get up. I dumped his head on the pillow and got up shaking the blood back into my arm while I pulled on my overalls. Pauly had just turned on his side and never tried to get up. I bent over and thumped him on the earlobe and he jumped, looking mad.
"I said it's time to get up."
"You ain't my daddy" he smarted.
"You want me to go get him, I don't think you'd like it" I said.
He pouted and slowly got up and started pulling on his clothes, his little pecker still flat up against his belly. I pointed at it and said "I can see it's really hard for you to get started" and laughed.
"Ha ha" he said "I just gotta pee like crazy." He ran over and slid down the ladder and out the door. I followed behind him, I had to pee too. We stood by the tree next to the house and let it flow. If I didn't know any better, I'd say his little pee pee was getting bigger. He finished and tucked it inside and buttoned the fly. Momma hollered at us to hurry up and come eat, daddy was ready to get started. We wolfed down some breakfast and headed to the field.
An Injun man daddy knew had told him about the `three sisters' way of planting, so we went behind daddy as he dug holes and, in each hole, we put corn, squash and bean seeds. It took us about three hours to finish the big field. I was hoping daddy would say we was done, but he we had to go and feed the animals because Luke left this morning without doing his chores; daddy was mad about that, Luke would get an earful later if not have his butt reddened. Me and Pauly trudged over and did Luke's chores, then reported back to daddy; I reckoned it was about 1 or 2 o'clock. The sun wadn't straight over our heads any more. Daddy said we'd done enough for the day and we went back to the house and had a small bite to eat, then me and Pauly set off to the Moore's again.
This time the creek had come down enough to be crossable, so we headed on up the hill. I almost ran straight into Daniel.
"I was just coming to look for you" he said.
"Same here, and Pauly is looking for Donny" I said.
"Donny's helpin' momma move some canning jars, if you go help him, y'all can prob'ly get it done quick" he said to Pauly.
"Ok, see you back at home Johnny" he yelled as he ran on up the hill.
Me and Daniel went back down the hill and cut through the trees to our place in the woods. The ground was muddy in our place from where the stream flooded yesterday, so we started climbing up next to the overhang, pulling ourselves up using branches, making slow progress. About 20 feet up the ground kinda levelled off and we could feel cool air coming from behind a rhododendron hell. We kept poking and pulling `til we made an opening though the plants. We crawled in through the hole we made and took a look around. It was an actual cave. It wasn't real big, maybe ten feet wide and went back into the mountain about ten to twelve feet. The opening itself was just a ragged circle about 4 feet around; mostly covered by the rhododendrons `cept for our new made hole. Inside it was dry and quiet.
"We could do something with this place" I said.
"I was thinkin' it" he said.
"We could bring some old blankets and stuff in here and have our own homestead, kinda."
He said, "we could gather some downed wood and build a bed frame."
We sat and made plans `til we noticed it was gettin' kinda late. We'd been so excited about finding the place we didn't do any fooling around.
"We better get down from here before it gets so dark, we break our necks" I said. The climb down wasn't any less steep and we decided we would need to scout a better route next time.
It was getting near dark when I made it back to the house. We'd all been up since before dawn so we were dead tired. After getting a bite to eat, we turned in for the night.
The next day we had one more big field to work. Daddy was getting the big field ready to plant wheat. We already scattered manure here last fall, and now he was just breaking the ground and had us walk behind and cast seed from buckets. We made sure nearly every bit was covered. After that he had us take care of the animals and bring momma some water in, then he let us go for the afternoon. Pauly set straight out for the Moore's place, but I went to the barn trying to find some old blankets I remembered seeing in there that wadn't used anymore. I asked Daddy if it was okay for me to take them because me and Daniel were building a fort. He was okay with it so I took `em and tied them up with a piece of rope. When I got to the old overhang rock Daniel called down to me to go to the left side around the hill. I did and about 20 or 30 feet around the hill the rocks formed a sorta natural staircase up the side of the hill.
I crawled through the hole into the cave and found Daniel sitting cross-legged and as naked as the day he was born. I acted like ai didn't notice and set about untying the bundle of blankets. There was three big blankets and I folded each of them in half and stacked them on top of each other, giving us six layers between us and the ground. After I finished, I unlatched the straps on my overalls and let them drop. I laid down on the blankets on my back and put my crossed arms under my head. The smell of ripe boy filled my head.
Daniel came over and lay beside me, copying my position. Now I could smell two ripe boys, and my little Johnny popped up to see what was going on.
"Turn around with your head that way and straddle me" I told Daniel. He got turned around and as he lifted his left leg and went across to straddle me his hard peter smeared sticky stuff across my face. I pushed his `skin back and smelled the head; I could tell by the smell that he had rubbed juice out since he had washed last time. That smell made my peter throb a little in his hand. Daniel uncovered my head and started licking it in circles all the way around it and I pushed my hips up to get more of it in his mouth. I sucked on the end of his for a minute, then licked across his balls and his taint, right up to his pucker hole. When I stuck my tongue on his butthole, he stopped working my cock and pulled away.
"Are you crazy? That's nasty" he said.
"It's just skin" I said.
"But it's where shit comes out" he said.
"Let me look at it" I said, turning his butt toward the light coming in the cave opening. I pulled his cheeks apart and didn't see any kind of brown stuff there so before he could object any more, I jerked his ass to my face and shoved my tongue in. He tried to fight it, but just for a minute, then he was hooked. I laid back down on my back and told him to sit on my face. The more I licked and poked him with my tongue, the more I could feel him loosening up. After eating his butt for about ten minutes I guided him to turn around and I lined up my cock with his hole, the head slipped in easily. He started sitting down on it, taking more and more `til he had it all in him. I grabbed his hips and started trying to move him up and down. He got the idea right fast and started bouncing on me. I held onto his cock while he made his motions, letting it slide back and forth in my hands so we was both getting something from his motions. He said his legs was getting tired from doing that so we rolled over with me on top like I was doing push ups and he took over rubbing his peter. I remembered that spot I found inside that drove him crazy and pulled up on his hips so my peter was rubbing his insides harder. I knew I found the right spot when he sucked in a big breath and tensed up. I was pounding him fast and hard and his hand on his cock was moving so fast it was a blur. I pulled up just a little harder on his hips and slammed my peter into him and felt his hole clamp down on me as he started covering his belly with about five strings of boy juice. I pumped about ten more strokes and let loose in his bowels. When I pulled out my white stuff was leaking out down his crack. Just to mess with him, I scooped it up with my finger and mixed it with his on his stomach and bent down and licked the mixture up.
To my surprise, he said "you didn't save me any."
I told him to push out and a little blurb of sperm came out, I mixed him some with his and scooped it up and fed it to him. He licked my fingers clean. I rubbed the rest of his cum all over his belly and chest and laid back beside him. Our odor was really strong now and, with that smell surrounding me, my peter wouldn't go down. I lay there kinda absentmindedly stroking myself still. I looked over and Daniel was doing the same. We turned on our sided toward each other and he grabbed both our peckers and started jacking them. Between the wet, slimy cum, the friction of his hands and the horny boy smell all around us, it only took a few minutes before we were squirting out our second loads. This time, despite the outside influences, little Johnny went back to sleep. We laid there for a long time with my head by his pit, occasionally kissing. We could see the light was getting dimmer outside so we got up and went back to the stream carrying our clothes so we could wash the dried juices off before going home. We shared one last kiss after dressing and headed our separate ways.
On the way back I made a point to go by the old fort spot; it was pretty much gone now. I met up with Pauly at the main trail. He smelled like spit and peter.
"You need to wash up before you go in the house, you smell like sex" I said. He headed toward the well, "rinse your mouth out" I called out to him. I went on inside and watched momma finish up setting supper on the table. After we ate, I went right up to bed, I was wore out from my activities today. I wore my nightshirt to bed since I wasn't planning on any more fun, but Luke had different ideas. He had been with his little tease all day and was horned up. I was dead asleep but I felt him pulling the tail of my nightshirt up and was completely awake by the time he swiped that bacon grease on my hole. I just pushed out and let him in so he could get his relief. He was actually slow and gentle; I was dozing off again until he got close and started ramming me hard. I felt him flood my guts and the last thing I thought as I fell asleep is, I hoped it didn't leak out all over the covers. I woke up once in the night and saw Luke on his back on top of the covers, naked and Pauly was pressed up against me with his face buried in my armpit. I fell asleep again and didn't wake up `til morning.
Lambodara 9/4/20
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