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The Innocent Fugitives
a Novel by Varkel
Copyright (C) 2001, Varkel



Chapter 11:  Pleasing Perverts



"What's happened?" Jenny asked with concern.

The car's motor had just shut off and the head lights dimmed, 
though it still rolled forward on a back road in central Indiana 
north of Indianapolis.  The darkness of night was almost upon 
them.

"Perhaps we're out of gas," she suggested.

"No, we've half a tank," Paul replied, his frustration showing.  
"I think the car has just died on us."

"Where are we?" Bobbie complained from the back seat.  "I don't 
see a motel."

Indeed there was nothing around them but harvested fields and a 
scattering of dim lights in the distance.  The three of them got 
out of the car because there was no sense just sitting in it.  
Movement was action, at least.

It was suppertime and the two lane road had almost no traffic, 
though a pickup sped past, heedless of Bobbie's furious wave.

"I think we'll have to walk," Paul concluded and reached into the 
vehicle for the valise with the money, abandoning, at least 
temporarily, the suitcase with their clothes.

"Where shall we go?"  Jenny mused.  "There's nothing behind us for 
miles."

"Then that means we go forward," he growled impatiently.

Bobbie had other plans.  She saw the headlights of a car 
approaching and she posted herself in the middle of the road with 
her arms spread.

"Bobbie, don't!"  Jenny and Paul screamed at the same instant.

Paul rushed forward and grabbed the girl to the edge of the road 
as the approaching car braked with squealing tires.

"That was not too clever," a man's voice sounded from the car.  It 
was already too dark to see his face.  "Are you folks having 
trouble?"

"Our car broke down," Jenny explained walking to the driver's side 
of the vehicle followed by Paul and Bobbie.  "We're from out of 
state.  Is there a motel nearby?

"Isn't there one over in Exegy?" they heard a passenger ask of the 
driver in a lisping, lilting voice.

"That's over forty miles away, Elmer, and maybe ninety miles round 
trip," the driver replied testily.

"They could stay with us for the night," suggested the lisper.

"Do you mind that, bedding down at our house?" the driver asked.  
"It's clean and we don't expect any payment."

"Oh, yes, that would be so nice," Bobbie spoke up.  Her elders did 
not contradict her.


* * *


Doug stood at least five inches taller than his companion, Elmer, 
and weighed much more, although he wasn't fat.  He was an ordinary 
looking man clad in ordinary clothes, jeans and a plaid shirt.  
The two of them were about sixty years old.  Elmer was the strange 
one.  He was an effete, prissy, limp wristed queer who wore 
lipstick and a chartreuse scarf around his neck.  He spoke in an 
affected, girlish manner that he did not learn from his parents.  
Despite that he was the more pleasant of the two, and Bobbie was 
immediately drawn to him.

Paul and Jenny stood nervously in the small, immaculately clean 
living room of the cottage.  From a window they could see a dock 
and the edge of a lake illuminated by a floodlight.

"We have an extra room with a small bed," Elmer announced, lisping 
at every opportunity.  "Your beautiful daughter can sleep on the 
couch."

"Yes, please," Doug said, finally relaxing in the presence of the 
unthreatening newcomers.  "Make yourselves at home.  We don't 
often have young people visit."

"No one visits us, really," Elmer added with an unmasculine 
pinching of his face.

"That's very sweet of you," Jenny gushed at the two of them.  
"We'll pick up after ourselves and not mess your lovely house."

"I'll wash your dishes, Elmer," Bobbie offered, looking up at the 
queer with a child's wonder.

Doug interrupted, "Forgive me, but you must be hungry."

"That's my job," Elmer announced brightly.  "I'm the cook around 
here."

"I'll help," Bobbie declared enthusiastically.

"Of course, I would enjoy your assistance." Elmer replied and 
turned with the girl to go into the kitchen.  Paul heard the 
retreating queer say as he lightly fondled the girl's short 
cropped, flaxen head, "Do you realize how pretty you are, Bobbie?"

Doug held up two bottles.  "How about some drinks?  I have 
Canadian and Vodka."

"Vodka on ice, if you don't mind," Paul said eagerly.

"Me too, please," Jenny responded.

Doug fixed the drinks and one for himself.  They stood in the 
middle of the room and raised their glasses in a toast to nothing 
in particular.

"I'll have a Canadian," Elmer called from the kitchen, and Bobbie 
came out to retrieve it.  As she carried it back she took a large 
gulp for herself.


* * *


"Elmer and I have been together for about forty years," Doug 
announced, adding unnecessarily, "We're homosexuals, you know."

Elmer smiled proudly.  "It's been 42 years this December, Doug, 
since boot camp at Fort Reilly."

"We were very young then, of course, just eighteen and still 
virgins."

Bobbie dozed on the couch after the splendid, small supper, while 
her elders sat nearby nursing drinks.

Jenny was startled and intrigued by Doug's last statement.

"Do you mean you had never, you know, experienced a woman?"

"Never," Doug responded.

"Not even close," Elmer added, gesturing with a limp wrist.

Paul was nodding off, and Jenny took the drink from his hand.  Her 
curiosity was unsated.  "Do you mean, not _ever_?"

Doug shook his head.  "Neither of us.  Not once."

"Good heavens!  Haven't you even been curious?"

"Curious?  Well, yes, of course.  But I have always found girls 
and women very intimidating.  It's so much easier with Elmer."

"I think the female body is beautiful," Elmer interjected, "that 
is, those that are slender and without floppy tits.  But as Doug 
said, women are very -- did you say intimidating? -- I'd say 
frightening."

"Do I frighten you?" Jenny asked coyly, intrigued, after her very 
different experience with Hannah, by the possibility of having two 
virgins, however old they were.  The thought of it made her feel 
older, wiser and more mature than these men with gray in their 
hair.  She had enjoyed that superiority before but only as a 
nurse, above personal contact.  The possibility of exploring it on 
the most personal level, with men clearly her seniors, excited 
her.  She felt _needed_ even more strongly than she had as a 
nurse.

"Are you being blunt, Jenny, or are you just teasing us?"  Doug 
scowled.

"I'm not teasing, Doug.  I'm really curious."

"Curious about what?"

"About how two older virgin men would deal with my body."

Doug's eyes widened.  "Your ... your body?"

"I've seen how some women challenge men, compete with them.  What 
if I simply offered myself to you to enjoy however you wished.  
Wouldn't that make it better?"

Doug took a breath, eyes even wider.  "You don't mean both of us!"

She smiled serenely.  "Why not?"  Recalling Hannah's conference 
room with a secret shiver, she added, "Even at the same time."

Doug leaned forward in his chair.  "You really mean it, don't 
you!"  Suddenly his head swiveled to the listening Paul.  "What's 
your opinion?"

Paul's mouth worked.  He took a breath and ground out, "I think 
you'll love it."  He stood up.  "Excuse me.  I've been driving all 
day."

Jenny stood also.  "Let me tuck you in."

She and Paul departed for the bedroom.  Doug looked at Elmer and 
shrugged his shoulders.  Elmer giggled like a school girl.  Bobbie 
squirmed on the couch and made a noise in her sleep.

"That's the one I would really like to have naked with me," Elmer 
sighed wistfully.

"She's just a child," Doug growled.

"I know, but I'm a pervert.  Don't you find her absolutely 
stunning?  She looks like a boy."

In the bedroom Jenny whispered intently, "You don't really mind, 
do you?"

"Would it make any difference if I did?"

"Please, Paul.  I am just eaten up with curiosity!"

His hand darted into the front of her jeans.  She flinched but 
endured his brief fondling.

He muttered sourly, "I see what's eating you, all right."

"They're virgins, Paul.  At 60!  I think that's a shame."

He laughed quietly.  "All right, go ahead.  Maybe Mother Jenny can 
convert them."

"To what?"

"Heteros, of course."

She hesitated.  "You don't suppose they have some disease, do 
you?"

"You're the nurse!  But they look healthy.  No HIV skin-and-bones.  
If they're as socially isolated as they claim, they've not had the 
opportunity to contract anything venereal."

"That's what I thought, too."  Suddenly she kissed his lips.  
"Hannah was right about some things, you know.  You're exactly the 
kind of man an adventurous girl needs."

"Yeah.  A patsy.  All right, go ahead.  But you're going to tell 
me all about it when you get the chance."

"You bet!  See you later, lover."

She brought out a light blanket from the bedroom, explaining to 
her watchful hosts, "I'll have to tuck away Bobbie, too."

Jenny pulled off the girl's shirt and then her jeans.  Bobbie lay 
exposed for a moment clad just in her panties.  In fact she was 
not a small girl.  Her legs were rather long, and they were well 
filled out, as were her arms.  On a girl that size one would 
expect to find small breasts, but Bobbie's nipples were only 
swollen.

"Oh, my," Elmer sighed at the sight of her.  Doug, too, was 
impressed by the girl's young beauty.

Jenny covered her with the blanket, bent and kissed her lips 
lightly.  She then stood upright and faced the two men.

"There's nothing to be frightened or intimidated about," she 
announced in an ostensibly shy manner.  "You can do what you like 
to me.  We have all night."


* * *


In the large master bedroom, Jenny smiled up at Doug.  "A queen-
sized bed!  How appropriate!"

Doug grunted in pretended disgust at the pun, but smiled.  When he 
closed the door behind them, they stood looking at each other 
intently.  Doug almost whispered in a voice of wonder, "It feels 
like my first time again."

"Yes!" the woman breathed, eyes alight.  "I feel like a 
delinquent."

"About to engage in wondrous, sexual experiments," added Doug.

"But with a woman!" Elmer cried nervously.  "I don't know how to 
begin."

Jenny smiled reassuringly.  "Wait just a moment.  You don't have 
to feel any pressure or obligation."

She casually disrobed, throwing her clothing nonchalantly over a 
chair, then laid down naked on the bed.  She glanced at the 
staring men, smiled again and averted her eyes, spreading her arms 
and legs slightly apart.  It was a pose of invitation, demanding 
nothing, offering everything.

The sight of the beautiful woman stirred Doug powerfully.  Elmer 
squirmed as he stood, his hands clutching his groin as though he 
had to pee.  Doug took his clothes off slowly, staring all the 
while at the spectacle on the bed.  He soon stood in his nakedness 
beside it, engorged cock impressive in size but not a record 
breaker.  He looked down at the woman and shook his head.  
"Elmer's right.  Where do you start?"

"I'm having an accident," Elmer groaned from behind him, and Doug 
turned to look.

Elmer was clad only in his diaper, now obviously filling from the 
front and the rear.

Doug ordered brusquely, "So go into the bathroom and clean up."

For forty years Doug had reamed his lover's anus.  Now the 
sphincter was so weakened that Elmer could expect accidents twice 
a day.  Doug turned again to the naked woman on his bed.  He 
leaned down and lightly touched a breast with the tips of his 
fingers.

"I've never felt one before," he confessed and put his entire palm 
on it.  "Well, not as a man."

Jenny only smiled up at him.  She demanded nothing.  She would not 
even suggest possibilities.

He began to explore her body with both hands: her shoulders, 
breasts and nipples particularly, rounded belly, padded hips.  
"How soft you are all over!" he murmured in wonder.  "I didn't 
know a woman could be so much softer than a man!"  His fingers 
curled around her thighs, their perfect smoothness exciting him 
particularly.  He went to his knees beside the bed and rubbed his 
face along her flesh.  His tongue tasted her.  His mouth suckled a 
rigid nipple.  With increasing excitement he buried his face in 
her soft tummy and then, suddenly, nuzzled her moist bush.

"I don't know what to do," he groaned in frustration.

"Do whatever you want," Jenny replied softly, patting the man's 
gray head.

He got onto the bed, atop Jenny, when she raised her knees high in 
invitation.  He kissed her lips and she kissed in return while she 
found his organ and guided it to her entrance.  He penetrated her 
deeply in a single, unpracticed thrust.

"Oh my god!" he exclaimed at the novel feeling of this enclosure, 
so unlike that of a rectum, so much better.

Jenny was not aroused but she played the whore and gave the man 
whatever he seemed to want.  She pushed in counterpoint.  Her 
thighs and drawn up knees squeezed his sides.  Her arms embraced 
him, and she sought out his mouth for kisses.  She groaned 
falsely, and as his excitement built so did her noises.  She 
screamed aloud when he roared in orgasm.

It was a good fuck, she thought, although she had not come off.  
Her pleasure was in taking the virginity of an old man.  It 
surprised her that a woman could enjoy that so.

"Where's Elmer?" she asked dreamily when Doug rolled off of her.

He raised up on an elbow and announced angrily, "I think he must 
be with your young daughter."  He sat up.  "I'll grab the little 
prick and beat him bloody."

"No, no, Doug," Jenny protested, taking hold of the man's hand.  
"Bobbie is more than a match for your friend."


* * *


"Are you awake, sweetie?" Elmer asked in a normal voice, no longer 
sounding like a flaming queen.

"Who is it?" the girl asked in the utter darkness of the room.

"It's Elmer, darling.  I saw your beauty a while ago.  May I feel 
it now when I can't see it."

"Do you just want to kiss and touch?"  Her voice betrayed 
disappointment.

"I would like to kiss your legs, your thighs, high up near your 
panties."

"Is that all?"

"Well, maybe your nipples too."

"You can do better than that, Elmer.  Are you naked?"

"Yes, uh, I just had a shower."

"I want more than kisses.  I don't believe you've been with a girl 
in a long time."

"I've never had a girl.  They frighten me."

"Why don't I frighten you?

"Because you look like a boy."

"Elmer, I'm disappointed in you.  You can't go very far before you 
discover that I'm a girl."

"I won't touch you between the legs.  I'll just lick on your 
thighs and your belly."

"Well, if that's what you want I don't mind, but it won't give me 
much pleasure."

"I can't pleasure a girl," he whimpered.

"Yes, you can, Elmer.  But first do what you want.  Enjoy me."

The man slavered her body from neck to toes and seemed to become 
increasingly aroused.  Bobbie was bored by it all, but she endured 
it, because he was actually a nice man and she wanted to please 
him.  Had she sought it out, she would have found the old man's 
cock to be flaccid even at the height of his excitement.

Elmer got onto the bed with the girl, the better to stroke almost 
her entire body.  He did not quite keep his word, however.  His 
hands slipped inside the rear of her panties to tickle and probe 
her anus as he licked her neck and shoulder.  The girl sighed and 
thought about reaching for his manhood or at least putting a 
finger to herself.  But the intensity of his ministrations slacked 
off, and to her surprise upon the next morning's reflection, she 
dozed off with his hands on her.  She could not have imagined how 
her unconscious state delighted the old pervert, whose penis 
erected at last, though he dared not touch her with it.

He extricated himself gently from the couch and hurried down the 
hall to the master bedroom.  In the light of the bedside lamp his 
lover lay snoring across the bed from the woman.  Despite an 
unfamiliar and vaguely unpleasant odor in the air, he got clumsily 
onto the bed on his knees, crawling over the woman's head, 
whispering, "It's hard again.  Do me.  Please, Doug, do me!"

He froze.  Something warm and wet enclosed his now rarely turgid 
organ. Cool arms rose to enclose his hips.  Eyes wide, he sucked 
in his belly and stared beneath it at the woman, whose mouth 
worked on the small stiffness that in 60 years none but Doug had 
ever touched.  For a moment he thrilled with fear that she would 
bite him -- would bite it off as the baby sitter had threatened to 
do if he didn't go to sleep so long ago.  How could any woman know 
the precious nature of a dick?

But this one seemed to know.  She pulled herself higher, easily 
engulfing his small entirety, something Doug would not do unless 
drunk.  But even his five inches was surely deeper than her mouth!  
How could she stand it?  He had always gagged, once to the loss of 
a $50 meal, whenever Doug's longer cock would touch the back of 
his throat.  He found himself overcome by awe, then by something 
more.  For the first time in his life, even though pervertedly, 
Elmer ejaculated inside the female of his species.

Good god!  She swallowed every drop of it, too.


* * *


The leaves piled ever higher as Jason swept them with the leaf 
rake.  The handsome, smooth faced lad, just sixteen years old, was 
almost fully grown.  He enjoyed working for these two notorious 
queers, doing their outside chores in all seasons.  They paid very 
well and they were real belly ticklers to watch, especially Elmer, 
who was definitely out of place in central Indiana.

The boy was tolerant of queers, unlike his friends, even though 
Elmer made passes at him almost every time he was over at their 
house.  The old fag had been doing so since Jason was fourteen, 
the offer and the refusal having become a comfortable, amusing  
ritual to the boy.  It was so ludicrous, the way the old man 
begged to suck his cock, and Jason thought that he continued to do 
it just out of habit, not because he really expected Jason to 
suddenly decide one day to drop his jeans and whip out his man 
size tool.

"Hello Jason," he heard the familiar, effeminate voice calling 
from behind him.  "Look what I have here."

The boy turned and saw Elmer standing near the porch next to a 
lovely, blond creature older than ten but younger than thirteen, 
who, after a moment's reflection, he decided was a girl.

"This is Bobbie," the old faggot lisped.  "She and her parents are 
our house guests."

Jason dropped his rake and went over to the ill matched couple.  
Bobbie stared as the handsome boy approached and felt a flutter 
deep inside her.

"I want him," she suddenly whispered, her hand cupped to Elmer's 
ear.

The queer's craggy face beamed mightily.

"Well, perhaps I can do something about that," he said aloud.

"Do what?" Jason asked as he came near.

"Do something that you might enjoy."

"The answer is still no, Elmer," the boy grinned.

"Bobbie, this is Jason.  Isn't he a fine looking boy?  And Jason, 
don't you find Bobbie beautiful?  She's just about twelve years 
old."

Jason did think she was powerfully attractive in a very young way 
-- but the look she gave him, so brazen and open, was downright 
sexy.

"Come over to the tree, boy.  I have something to tell you."

More of the usual game, Jason thought, but he went with the man 
after another glance at the pretty girl who stayed next to the 
porch.

"Jason," Elmer began when they were about fifty yards away from 
the house, "have you ever had a girl?  You're still a virgin, 
aren't you?"

The boy said nothing, nor did he move his head.

"Well, I thought so," Elmer grinned in satisfaction.  "Look at 
that girl over there.  You could not lose your cherry with a 
lovelier creature, and I can arrange it.  You could be naked with 
her at a snap of my fingers.  It's true, and you know that what I 
want in return won't hurt you."

Jason looked at the queer old man in astonishment.

"Even if I believed you," he said slowly, wavering, "she's just a 
kid."

"Yes, of course she's young, but she's an experienced girl.  She 
just loves to fuck."

Jason was very conscious of his virgin status.  Many of his 
friends had already gotten laid at least once.

"You're just trying to trick me, aren't you," he said suspiciously 
but on the verge of a momentous decision.

"You know I wouldn't lie to you, boy.  I've always been honest 
with you.  I have something you want, and you have something I've 
been after for a couple of years.  We could do it in the gazebo 
that you closed up last week."

"We?"

"What I mean, Jason, is that the three of us could go there.  
After you give me my reward, I would then leave you alone with 
her."

"I could get her pregnant.  I don't have a rubber."

"No, no, boy," Elmer exclaimed in triumph.  "She's still months 
away from her first period.  Come."

The queer took the boy's hand to pull him towards the gazebo.  He 
shook it off, but still followed the man.  Elmer waved to Bobbie 
who immediately ran up to them.

"All three of us are going to get what we want this morning," the 
fag declared jubilantly.

Bobbie took hold of Jason's hand as they walked and looked up into 
his face with unambiguous eagerness.  The boy seemed to be in a 
trance.  The gazebo, all closed up for the coming winter, was 
nearby and they soon reached it.  Elmer keyed open the lock with 
trembling hands.  They pushed inside and closed the door to the 
rest of the world.

"Let me unwrap your present, Jason," the man said, standing behind 
Bobbie and reaching around to undo the buttons of her shirt.

The boy became visibly agitated when Elmer removed the shirt to 
reveal Bobbie's upper body with its belly bulging just slightly 
and the swollen nipples so invitingly roseate.  Elmer then knelt 
and pulled down the girl's jeans.  Jason gawked at Bobbie's 
exquisite legs.  Finally the panties.  The boy grabbed his crotch 
involuntarily at the sight of the girl's hairless labia.

"She's all for you, Jason, once you undress and let me have my 
treat."

The boy disrobed quickly, pausing only at his undershorts which 
tented dramatically.  He had a fine young man's body, well muscled 
and not too hairy.

"Here, let me finish you," Elmer panted and knelt before him.

He pulled down the underpants to reveal a circumcised cock that 
jutted straight out from a rich pubic bush.  It was certainly over 
six inches long.

"Oh, my!" the faggot exclaimed and touched it delicately with the 
tips of his fingers.

Bobbie, enjoying the game enormously, reclined on an armless 
settee and spread her legs invitingly.  Elmer took the cock into 
his mouth and sucked it with abandon as his hands roamed up and 
down the boy's smooth thighs and buttocks.  Jason, his eyes 
riveted to the girl's naked body, cried out as his cock exploded 
into the queer's mouth, too soon for Elmer, who sat back in a 
squat and swallowed a mouthful of spunk.

Jason, still hard, quickly fell upon the girl without preamble or 
any sense of etiquette.

"Slow down!" Bobbie complained, but she shuddered at the feel of 
the invading cock.

The boy was able to last, of course, and Bobbie received 
everything she desired, twice.  In the midst of her third orgasm, 
as she clawed at the boy's shoulders, Jason came with a loud yell.

"That was beautiful, just beautiful," Elmer exclaimed in 
excitement from his squatting position just inches away from the 
exhausted, young bodies.  "Bobbie, I hope you will be able to stay 
with us for a long while."


* * * *


Paul, groggy from sleep and too much to drink the previous 
evening, stumbled from the bedroom in search of Jenny and Bobbie.  
The house seemed to be empty.  He glanced out the window and saw 
Elmer walking toward the cottage with Bobbie, who was naked and 
carrying her clothes in a bundle under one arm.  Paul rushed to 
the front door and yanked it open to confront the two.

"Why are you naked?" he demanded.  "Has this man been bothering 
you?"

"Hardly me, Paul," the man chortled.  "I've scarcely been able to 
get it up in over ten years."

"It was a lovely boy named Jason," Bobbie piped up cheerfully, 
rubbing the bundled clothes at her groin which leaked a remnant of 
the boy's leavings.  "It was really fun, and thanks to Elmer's 
help he even lasted long enough."

"Darling, you shouldn't go with strange boys," Paul said with 
tender sincerity, pulling the girl to him, resting his chin on the 
top of her lovely head.  "I've already warned you about that, how 
you might get pregnant.  Don't I give you enough loving?

"I don't think I can ever get enough."  She stood back and pouted.

"Darling, at least be careful.  I don't suppose you had that boy 
put on one of the condoms I gave you."

"It happened too quickly.  After he shot his stuff into Elmer's 
mouth, I thought he would rest for a moment, but instead he jumped 
right on me."

"Excuse me," Elmer interrupted and pushed past them into the 
house.  "I have to check up on Doug."

Paul ignored the old fag.

"Put your clothes on, darling.  You can't go about naked," he said 
to Bobbie.  "Better yet, go take a shower.  You smell of sex."

"Will you wash my back?" the girl asked slyly.

"Yes, of course.  I'll be there as soon as I find Jenny."

Bobbie went off the bathroom.  Paul sighed at the sight of her 
perky buttocks and the backs of her young thighs.  He would do 
more than wash her back that morning, he resolved.

He heard a commotion in the main bedroom.

"I finally did it, Doug," Elmer exclaimed in glee.  "I sucked 
Jason's cock."

Paul went to the doorway of the bedroom and saw Jenny in bed with 
Doug, both of them naked.  Elmer sat on a nearby chair.

"I thought you were queer," Paul growled at Doug.

"Yes, I am, Paul," the man grinned in response, "but not as much 
as I was yesterday."

Jenny said nothing, though she smiled smugly.

"Bobbie has been with a boy again," Paul announced grimly, staring 
at his woman lying so apparently content beside another man.

"He's a lovely boy," Elmer interjected.  "He tastes so young."

"Elmer!" Doug shouted and sat up suddenly.  "Did you use that 
little girl to get Jason's cock in your mouth?"

Elmer shrugged his shoulders.  "She wanted it, so did he, and you 
know how long I've been after Jason."

Jenny chuckled at his pleased expression, but her chuckle died at 
sight of Paul's face.  She sighed, got of the bed and went to him.  
"Perhaps it would be best if we left this morning."

Her pubic bush was sticky and caked with semen.  Doug had 
obviously fucked her more than once.  Paul looked at the old man 
with a certain respect.  He recalled his own first time with a 
woman who would permit him anything.  If he could imagine how to 
do it without making a fool of himself, he might have even 
congratulated the gray-haired fellow.

"It's Sunday," Doug reminded them.  "You won't get your car fixed 
today."

"Yes," Elmer added eagerly.  "You'll have to stay a few more 
days."

Doug looked thoughtfully at his mate but said nothing.

Jenny pulled Paul out of the room.  "We can't have the girl 
fucking every boy in sight," she hissed.  "I'll talk to her again, 
but you have to keep her satisfied.  There's a new box of condoms 
in my purse.  Why don't you use a few on her this morning?  Employ 
some of your amazing stamina and wear her out."

"A man wear out a woman?"  He laughed hollowly.  "_You're_ the one 
I'd wear out if I could!"

She smiled up at him, rubbing her breasts provocatively against 
his arm.  "That's a good idea, too."

"Is that a challenge?"  Slowly his expression changed.  He 
chuckled wryly as his fingers fell accurately between her labia.  
"Or did Doug fail to stir this little pot enough despite all the 
soup he put in it?"

She only thrust her bush forward against his fingers, staring up 
at him dreamily.

"I guess that's answer enough -- after we get some coffee."

They smiled at each other as they heard Bobbie begin to sing in 
the shower with a childish voice that could fool almost anyone.


* * *


Bobbie was up early, before seven, when the day's light was still 
dim.  It was a misty, foggy morning and chill as well, but the 
little girl was well clad in jeans and a woolen coat, a bright red 
one that hunters usually wear, that Paul had bought for her.  She 
walked along the edge of a harvested cornfield and then back again 
towards the small house.  The lake beyond threatened to freeze 
over, but it was still too soon for that, just past Halloween.  
She missed the boys from the tree house, but she was otherwise 
content, because she knew that Jason would look for her that day.  
If she could teach the boy to last, she knew, he would be a 
splendid fuck.  His cock was just the right size for her, and he 
was very good looking.

"Good morning," she heard a voice call from behind her.  She 
recognized Elmer even before she turned to see him.

"You do look lovely this morning," he gushed and came up to her.  
"If I didn't know, I could not tell if you were a boy or a girl."

"Is that important?" she asked in complete innocence.

"Perhaps not, darling.  If I saw you lying face down on the bed 
with your jeans off it would all be the same.  I know you have a 
perky butt that is truly androgynous."

"What does that mean?" she asked wrinkling her nose.

"It means that your butt and your legs could be either those of a 
boy or of a girl.  They're lovely in any case."

"What if you saw me like that and thought I was a boy, and then 
you rolled me over and saw my cunny?"

"I would never roll you over, darling.  I would take you from 
behind without learning your sex."

"Take me from behind!  Do you mean my smelly hole?"

Elmer smiled.  He had not heard that expression since his cousin 
fucked him in the ass at age fourteen.

"Yes, darling.  I have a small, skinny cock that won't hurt you if 
you want to try it."

"I've never done that before.  Does it feel good?"

"I've always liked it."

Bobbie cocked her head in decision.  "I've got to try this," she 
said with determination.

Elmer was suddenly agitated.  He had not expected his playful talk 
to result in actual sex with the child.

"Go to the gazebo, darling.  Here's the key.  I'll join you in a 
minute.  I need to get the Vaseline."

Bobbie took the keys, grinned up at the man and skipped off like 
the child she was.

"Oh, my," Elmer said to himself, questioning the wisdom of his 
intentions.

"What were you doing with that girl?" he heard Doug's voice behind 
him.

"We were just talking," Elmer replied nervously, spinning around.

"Why is she unlocking the gazebo?  What are you up to?"

"She looks so much like a pretty boy, Doug.  And she's curious."

"So you intend to take her from behind and pretend she's a boy."

"I've seen her naked from behind, Doug.  I won't have to pretend 
much."

His partner studied him briefly, then said, "I'd like to see 
this."

"I have to get the Vaseline.  I'll be back in a second."  Elmer 
hurried to the house.

In fact he was back before a minute had elapsed with a tube of 
petroleum jelly clutched in his fist.  He did not say a word to 
Doug and the two of them walked quickly to the gazebo.  There they 
found Bobbie sprawled face down on the settee.  She still retained 
her red coat, but her jeans were off.  Doug gasped at the sight of 
her exquisite pert buttocks and the backs of her wondrous young 
legs.  The half naked body was sexually arousing, yet it was 
without perceptible gender.

"Oh my god," he exclaimed with a shudder.  Elmer's butt had not 
looked that good even forty years before.

He stared at the beauteous sight and clutched his groin.  A 
stirring next to him caught his attention.  Elmer was naked from 
the waist down and sliming his little cock with grease from the 
tube.

"May I lick her first?" Doug implored and fell to his knees before 
the other could respond.  Overwhelmed by sexual arousal, he 
nibbled on a thigh, playfully bit a small buttock and then licked 
the child's roseate anus.

"That tickles!" Bobbie giggled and squirmed her butt.

Elmer gently pushed Doug aside, always deferential of his senior 
partner, and knelt behind the girl.  For a moment he roamed his 
hands across Bobbie's lovely flesh and then he positioned his 
modest cock.

"Now, Bobbie, you must relax so that it won't hurt.  In fact, push 
out a little as if you need to make stinky."

The girl craned a fascinated face around to look at him.  "Okay, 
I'm pushing."

His small organ, well greased, slipped into her easily.  "Ooo!" 
she exclaimed, eyebrows popping as the head passed her sphincter.

"I'm in your brown," Elmer crowed, "all the way!  I'm turning you 
into a boy, Bobbie.  You feel just like a sweet, smooth boy."

The girl's face, still cocked backward, was introspective.  "This 
is how it feels to a boy?"

"Well, I would reach around a boy and jack him off, too.  Don't 
girls do something like that?"

Suddenly Elmer was rudely thrown aside.  He fell on his back.

"You have the wrong hole, queer!" Jason sneered as he stood above 
the old man.

"Where'd you come from?"  Doug, who had anticipated having 
seconds, thought to protest more strenuously, but he was stared 
down by the strapping lad.

Jason easily picked up the girl and turned her on her back.

"Do you want me?" he asked calmly, undoing his jeans all the 
while.

Bobbie needed no words to answer him.  Her face beamed in 
invitation and she spread her legs.

"I found out I can do that too," Doug said with his hand on 
Jason's shoulder, looking intently into the lad's face.

"Take your turn," the boy sneered, sinking onto the girl.  She 
reached for him and guided him into her.

"This is the best place!" she averred with a huge smile.

Both queers bent behind the junction of the legs to watch as the 
stalwart lad began to fuck vigorously.

"What's going on here?" an angry male voice bellowed from the 
doorway.

Bobbie raised up on her elbows as Jason looked back with wide 
eyes.  "I wanted this, Paul," she hastened to explain.  "I want 
all of you."

Paul stood aghast at the two men and the boy.  "She's just a 
child, for Christ's sake!" he shouted.

"Yes, of course she's just a little girl," Doug retorted with 
disdain.  "I'm certain you've discovered that many times."

Paul watched in horror as Bobbie eagerly re-embraced Jason whose 
large cock again plunged into her small body.  He moved forward 
and was restrained by Elmer's hand on his chest. 

"We'll all have our turn, Paul," the faggot lisped.  "Be patient."

Paul watched the girl's face grimace in orgasm as the young man 
atop her pounded and pounded until he lost it with a yell.

"I'm next," Doug declared when Jason staggered to his feet, his 
large cock streaming a braid of semen.

Bobbie was as responsive to the older man as she was to the young 
buck.  She cried out in her exquisite pleasure.  Even Elmer's 
small cock, which came next, elicited a feral yell from the 
besotted girl.

Paul, at his turn, ignored the invitation of her spread legs and 
dripping vagina.  He took her arm.  "Come on back to the house, 
Bobbie."

"No!" she protested.  "We've just begun.  They can do it again."

"Sweetheart," he said, pulling the girl to her feet, "I know you 
enjoy it but this is just not right.  You'll wind up pregnant at 
twelve years old."

"What's going on here?" Jenny's angry voice sounded.

Bobbie was leaking semen along her bare thighs.  Two old men and 
one boy were naked from the waist down.

Paul asked dryly, "How can you avoid seeing what's been going on 
here?  I'm taking Bobbie back to the house."

To his surprise, Jenny retorted, "So!  You don't want to do it in 
public!"

Paul took a breath, glaring at his partner but holding back his 
temper.  "I think we should pack up and leave."

"Yes, yes, Paul," she replied, affection suddenly replacing 
indignation.  "As I've been saying, we can do better in Chicago."



NEXT:  Chapter 12: The Big City
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