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   ** The following is a story of fiction, and the persons contained within
the story are not real.  Any resemblance to any persons living or dead is
purely coincidental.  This story also contains descriptions of sex between
adults and children.  If this is not your bag please stop reading now.

   Mg, Mb, Pedo, Consensual

   The Visit

   An original story by "LittleThings" Copyright 2016 - All Rights
Reserved

   Chapter 1 - On The Way

   They met on a web site for people who like daddy and son types.  The
wording of their profiles gave some insight as to what each other liked --
and they were right; Tom and Scott like the same thing - inter-generational
encounters and incest - things that are taboo in most societies these days.

   They hit it off right away, and proceeded to talk online in the months
to come, each earning the others trust, and confiding their longing for sex
within the same family, were age, generation, or gender is not a roadblock
but an exciting thing to share.  "Keep it in the family" is a poplar
phrase, and one these gentlemen took to heart.

   Eventually, they got comfortable enough with each other to start
reaching out on the phone and talking many hours about their mutual
desires. One day, it came up in conversation that Toms grandchildren, 8yo
Caiden and 10yo Megan were going to visit for several weeks, and that Tom
would be taking them to his remote cabin in the mountains.  Tom said that
it's a very secluded place, and many miles off the main roads. 
Because of that, they mostly run around nude when the weather is good.

   Scott mentioned he wished he had a place like that, and that it sounded
nice to be able to let loose from time to time.  Tom understood, thinking
back to a time he himself had limited options for nudity and all the fun
that goes along with it.  It was right then that Tom got an idea; why not
invite Scott along on the fun?  He could fly in, rent a car, and meet them
out at the cabin for the week.

   Tom mentioned it on their next phone call, and Scott jumped at the
chance!  The thought of getting nude with Tom and his grandkids made him
very hard, and he could not wait to see those little cuties running around
bare au natural!  Tom also assured him that erections would not be an issue
as the kids have seen them before on him.

   The day came when Scott flew into Seattle, rented a Jeep (got to look
cool in the mountains he thought), and headed out to find the cabin in the
woods.  He drove about an hour and then turned onto one of the many dirt
roads in the National Forest following the directions given.  Tom's
property had been in his family for several generations, and there were
miles and miles of deep forest on all sides.  The nearest neighbors were
almost 20 miles away along the main road Tom said, so they were truly
isolated.  Following the directions, he came to a river crossing that you
needed to drive through to access the property.  Scott put the rig in
four-wheel drive and plowed across the water, shooting up mini
rooster-tails along the way.

   After the crossing, he soon found himself coming out of the forest and
into a large grassy clearing within kind of a bowl shaped basin about a
half mile wide with high mountains behind.  Sitting in the middle of it all
was the cabin, and much to his delight, there were two naked kids bouncing
around on the trampoline with wild abandon.  What a beautiful sight!  These
two where obviously Megan and Caiden.

   As he stepped out of the jeep, Tom ran out of the cabin to offer a
hearty welcome and a big hug.  It was nice to get to finally met his very
friendly but equally like-minded friend in person.  And since they had been
chatting so much it was like meeting an old friend.

   Then it was time to meet the kids.  Tom called them off the trampoline
and they came running.  First up was Megan.  She was a beautiful girl with
a smile that would light up any room.  Her face was like a china doll, and
her chest had just started showing some little mounds.  Looking down
further, she still had a little baby fat, and a completely hairless, very
nice looking puffy pussy.  She had a bubbly outgoing personality and
without any hesitation offered a hug to Scott after they exchanged a
courtesy handshake.  His groin stirred in appreciation --.

   Then it was Caiden's turn.  A typical looking 8yo, he was a little
shy.  Scott got down on one knee to see the little boy better and so that
Caiden did not feel so intimidated.  Scott noted that even for eight years
old the boy looked like he had a good sized cock, and was happy to also
note is was circumcised - one thing he preferred overall.  The boy gave him
a cursory hug, and when he did he noted that Caiden's little cock had
gone from limp to semi-hard.  Did this boy know about him he wondered?

   It was lunch time so they went into the house to have something to eat.
Leftover pizza was nuked and that made the kids very happy.  Grandpa let
them eat pretty much whatever they wanted within reason, making sure they
still got something decent once a day.  After the quick meal the two
ragamuffins darted outside to play, and that let Scott and Tom have a
little time to talk.

   "They are incredibly adorable" Scott said.  "Indeed they are, and
they are happy-go-lucky kids with no hang-ups.  They love being out here,
and know that some of the things they get to do out here stays with them.
Running around naked all the time, playing in the river, riding quads and
such would not go over well with their parents.  Luckily they have been
doing it for years and they have never said a word. " Tom went on to say
that some "playing around with each other" was also on that list, but he
did not elaborate.  And while there had never been someone outside their
little threesome up there, Tom assured Scott that by the end of the week
the kids would probably be calling him "Uncle" Scott.

   Chapter 2 - Getting to Know You

   After lunch the kids wanted to go swimming in the lake about a mile from
the cabin.  It was a small alpine lake with a waterfall cascading down
rocks into its crystal-clear waters.  But the main attraction was the
natural hot spring that flows out from the rocks into a small pool, and
from there overflows the pool and down into the lake.  Along the way to the
lake the warm water bubbles over a mud flat that causes the deep mud to be
very gooey and warm.  The kids love that part, and play in it often -
eventually rinsing off in the lake.  The family had built a little shelter
nearby many years ago as well in case bad weather came up while visiting
Tom said.

   They took Tom's two quads, little 4 wheel machines that can go
almost anywhere.  For safety Tom had the kids got dressed in case one of
them accidently fell off the vehicle or ran against some brush.  They were
ready and off they all rode - Tom and Megan on one quad, and Scott and
Caiden on the other,

   After a bumpy but always fun little ride, they arrived at the lake in
about 10 minutes' time.  Soon they were all stripping their clothes
off and dipping into the warm waters of the small hot pond.  It was a nice
little pool made out of naturally smooth river rocks just big enough for 4
people.  Amazing and perfect thought Scott that a place so nice and
peaceful still exists in this crazy world.  They all sat back and enjoyed
the warm water enveloping their bodies.

   It was not long before Tom started a little light tickle-fest game on
the grandkids, and encouraged Scott to join in.  Quickly escalating, the
water was soon splashing all over with the kids trying to escape the grip
of their tickling tormentors.  Tom had his granddaughter pinned down on her
stomach and was tickling her ribs without mercy - almost laying completely
on top of her.  Scott also noticed Tom had a very erect shaft dancing
around on Megan's buttocks, and sometimes sliding between her thighs.

   While that was going on, Scott had Caiden in his lap, gently ticking his
knees while the boy squirmed in every direction.  Naturally this caused
Scott to develop an erection as well, and it was starting to poke up nicely
between the little boy's legs.  As Caiden bounced and squirmed, Scott
felt the wonderful sensation of his cock slide all-the-way up between
Caiden's legs.  Scott noted that Caiden had a little chubby as well,
and did not seem to mind anything that was happening.

   It was evident Caiden liked all this attention, and just before Scott
thought it could not get any better at that moment, Caiden suddenly turned
around and kissed Scott on the lips saying "I like you. " This took
Scott by surprise, and as he sat there wide-eye, the boy scampered off his
lap and headed to the warm mud a few feet away.  Soon, Megan broke away and
joined him in the mire, giggling all the way.

   Tom looked over at Scott who was sporting a rock-hard erection and said
"that is a great compliment he just gave you.  He does not usually warm up
to people that fast. " All Scott could do is sit there and wonder how
lucky he was to be able to play and relax like this - in a beautiful
setting with someone that understands and thinks like him.  Amazing.

   As the kids played in the pit, Tom and Scott talked for a while about
their lives and how they came to know about their alternate-sexual desires.
Both agreed that, like being gay or bi, you are born with it.  You either
accept it in some way or be cursed to live your life in confusion and pain.
No one asks to be born this way, but somehow each has to live with it and
deal with it in their own way.  Having others to talk to that one can trust
is a good start, but finding one of those people is very difficult at best.
In that vein, Tom and Scott were lucky to have stumbled across each other.

   They also talked about and agreed that while they were attracted to the
younger folks, both family and otherwise (and not exclusively so they would
add) that they were not "child molesters" as the media was so fond of
labeling everyone who had and adult-child "relationship" for lack of a
better term.  They were true pedophiles in that they loved children, and
would never do anything to hurt them - even if that meant not having some
contact with one if the opportunity arose.  The child's well-being
came first, both physically and mentally, and if that did not include
snuggling, kissing, or anything along those lines that was fine with them.

   Scott expected nothing when he agreed to come out for the visit, and in
the end if he made some new friends and got a little hug in the process he
was good with that.  To a true pedophile, harming a child in any way just
does not fly, and it would surprise many people to know that a pedophile
despises child-molesters and rapists just as much as a normal person would.
But unfortunately, society lumps them all together due to misunderstanding
and mob hysteria.  A loving relationship with a child does not necessarily
"ruin" them for life as popular opinion seems to imply.  Tom said he is
living proof that that can be the case --.

   ------

   Tom grew up in a simple home near Seattle with his two sisters, mom and
dad.  His dad worked in the steel mill on the outskirts of the city, and
mom was a homemaker.  His sisters, one older and one younger, where typical
in that they did all the things girly sisters did - including pestering
their brother to no end.  Tom, for his part, was in all respects a typical
boy - playing army, building treehouses, and playing baseball.  In all
appearances they were a normal blue-collar family living happily in a
blue-collar town - and they just happened to be nudists as well.  As far
back as Tom could remember, they went nude in the house, and occasionally
went to the nude beaches up in Canada, as well as nude winter swims with a
group nearby.  Clothes did not matter much when it was just them, but when
friends or neighbors would visit they would throw some on.  Tom said that
many of the other parents of their friends knew they were nudists, and let
their kids play naked in the house as well if they liked.  In reality, it
was no big deal.

   One of Tom's favorite things as a kid was to snuggle up naked to
his mom or dad.  Weather that be in bed, watching TV, taking a bath or
shower together, or laying on the couch, it was always a wonderful,
pleasurable, and natural thing to do.  His sisters enjoyed it also, and did
it often.  Sometimes while they were cuddling, mom or dad would stroke his
back, buttocks, balls, cock, and everywhere else.  Tom said it felt
immensely enjoyable, and it didn't end there.  Sometimes mom or dad
would kiss him on the mouth, and even take his little cock and suck on it.
Tom would return the favor with playing with his mom's tits or her
"down there" area (as Tom would call it back then), or with dad's
cock and balls.  Dad would gently play with the girls as well, and as
adults the girls said it was some of their favorite memories.  It was
always gentle, always loving, and never forced.  Tom remembers that as
being one of the most loving things his parents gave him that he wanted to
pass it onto his kids.  Unfortunately, Tom's wife would have none of
it, having grown up in a very strict and straight family.  So he waited
patiently, as it would be years before he could (hopefully) pass some of
that same love onto his grandkids.

   ------

   While they were relaxing and chatting in the hot spring, the kids had
formed a plan to seek revenge on the ticklers.  They snuck up from behind
and jumped on their respective tormentors -- while completely covered in
sticky warm mud.  All hell broke loose as the kids tried to smear the warm
brown goo all over the two surprised men.  Tom and Scott tried to grab both
of them, but it was like trying to grab greased pigs; easier said than
done.

   The kids broke free and retreated to the mud pit, followed close behind
by the adults.  Once near the pit, the kids jumped in and tried to get
away, but the tickers were not far behind.  Upon reaching the mud, Tom
jumped in and sunk up to his waist in the sticky goo and grabbed Megan from
behind, while Scott - not knowing what to expect - took his time getting
in.

   It turned out that the pit had a drop off near the edge, and like it or
not Scott slipped in and sunk up to his waist as well.  Taking a step, he
found that the farther he got out, the deeper the warm mud became. 
Unfortunately, while he was still trying to get his balance, Caiden,
seemingly out of nowhere, jumped onto him from the front and gravity took
over.  They both fell backwards and with a loud "plop" and both man and
boy where laying in the mud laughing all the way.

   To Scott it was a wonderful feeling of warm mud and soft boy, and while
lying there trying to figure out what to do next Caiden climbed up onto
Scott's chest, and laid there very content.  Scott for his part
rearranged the boy so that his now raging mud-covered hard-on slide up
between the boy's legs nestled against his little ball sack and
protruding up beyond his little cheeks.

   Scott was in heaven, and as he naturally kissed the boy on the lips he
looked over to see grandpa kissing Megan deeply as well.  Both men had
their cocks between the legs of the kids, and soon you could hear little
sucking noises as they both started massaging their cocks with the kid
-(TM)s silky-smooth legs - all the while slowly sinking lower in the warm
mud.  It got kind of quiet, and all you could her was the sound of heavy
breathing and the occasional slick sounding sucking noise of the mud
getting squished out from between two bodies.

   Tom looked over at Scott and notice he had a look of relaxation and
peace on his face that only comes to those who are in a higher plane of
pleasure.  He was glad his friend was feeling as good as he was and
enjoying the fun.  Tom had a hunch that this would be just the first of
many things that would make his friend feel good over the next week, and
was pleased it had started out so well.

   Soon it was time to head home, and they all reluctantly slurped their
way out of the mud pit and into the lake to rinse off.  The sky was turning
dark and ominous, and Tom knew a storm was on its way in.  He did not want
to be caught out in it since they can get very powerful and unpredictable
in the mountains.  So they cleaned off, got dressed, and heading out on the
quads to have dinner and watch a movie at the cabin before bed.

   Little did any of them know how strange that night would become --.

   Chapter 3 - The Storm

   Arriving back to the cabin, they took quick showers and made spaghetti
and garlic bread for dinner.  The movie of the night was "Monster Squad,
-� one of the many old DVDs they had up at the place.  They all decided to
stay nude after the shower, and Scott loved the fact they were all OK with
it.  After nuking some popcorn and starting a fire in the fireplace they
sat down on the couch and put the movie on.  Megan snugged up to Grandpa on
one side of the couch and Caiden with Scott on the other - the soft glow of
the TV and the fire setting the mode.

   Power is a luxury this far out, and the cabin used an old Pelton Wheel
driven by the river to supply electricity the cabin.  This, along with a
few storage batteries and an inverter gave them enough power for their
modest needs.  Tom's grandpa salvaged the wheel from an old nearby
mine long ago, and set up power about 30 years ago since running an
electrical line 20 miles would not have been economically feasible.  When
the wheel needs occasional maintenance and is down, they rely on lanterns
and flashlights to move around.  Otherwise, it's a very reliable
source of power.

   The movie was running and everyone was snuggled in - warm and cozy.  The
storm that was approaching while they were at the lake was upon them, and
they could all hear its power unleashing outside in the form of heavy rain,
wind, thunder and lightning.  The kids were oblivious, enthralled by the
movie, but Tom was taking notice.  The storm seemed very different then the
quick gully-washers they usually get.  This one was a sustained assault on
the land, one you would more likely get in the winter in the form of a
whiteout.  It made him uneasy, but there was not a lot he could do but to
hold Megan closer and ride it out.

   Suddenly, bam!  There was an extra loud crack of thunder that made the
entire cabin shake and made everyone jump nearly out of their skins.  A few
second later, the power went out and they were in complete darkness.  Tom
could feel Megan instantly tense up, and she let out a little shriek - and
he heard Scott comforting Caiden who does not like thunder in the least
bit.

   Tom got up and stumbled around for a flashlight, and then proceeded to
light some kerosene lanterns.  " "The reserve should have kicked in" he
said to no one in particular, now very concerned that the power system had
been damaged.  "I am going to go check out the batteries on the side of
the house.  You all stay here and I'll be right back. " With that,
Tom put on a raincoat and opened the back door to a storm more powerful
than any he had experience up here before and headed to see what the damage
was.

   Meanwhile, not wanting to be left alone, Megan jumped over to Scott
-(TM)s side of the couch, and snuggle with him and her brother.  Caiden was
shaking in fear from the sound of the thunder and storm outside, and Scott
was doing his best to calm him down.  Even Megan was panicking a little.

   Soon Tom returned, and broke the news, "The batteries and inverter are
shot, they must have taken a hit.  The lines to the wheel still seem to be
intact, but I am not sure why we are not getting power.  It must be on the
wheel end by the river. " That meant, for the time being anyway, they had
no power.  And with no power meant no TV, no fridge (that held all their
food), no hot water, no microwave to nuked pizza in, etc.  While they had
most everything they needed to rough it Tom thought, the fridge was a
problem.  If this was winter that would be one thing.  They could just
shove everything into a snow bank.  But that is not an option in the heat
of summer.

   Tom weighed his options, and made a decision.  "It's most likely a
breaker at the Pelton wheel end that popped when the lightening hit.  I am
going to take the truck down to the river and try and reset it.  I should
be back in about 30 minutes, so hang tough and don't have too much fun
while I'm gone ok? " The kids answered "OK" in unison and added
an "I love you Grandpa" at the end.

   Tom once again opened the door and headed out into the blackness, tool
box in hand.  To Scott, the wind and rain outside sounded like it would rip
anything apart that dared challenge the it, and silently was thankful it
was Tom going out instead of him.

   Tom told Scott before he left to try and get the kids into bed so they
would sleep though the storm and not be so nervous.  So Scott said "time
for bed" and the kids slowly got up off the couch.  It was obvious to
Scott that while they really wanted to stay awake their bodies had other
ideas.  He watched them mock-sleepwalk like zombies toward their respective
upstairs bedrooms up to the point another thunderclap hit, and then they
ran like rabbits up the stairs into their rooms - jumping into their beds,
and pulling the covers up over their heads.  This made Scott let out a
little laugh, but in reality he was just as nervous as they were.

   He intended to make sure the kids were asleep then wait up for Tom
-(TM)s return (as well as the power!).  Scott wanted to spend some time
with Tom as well, both talking about mutual interests and doing a little
man-on-man snuggling that night,

   He first checked on Megan, and to his surprise she was already out like
a light.  He kissed her gently on the cheek and made sure she was covered
up well.  Next he headed to Caiden's' room, and found the boy
sitting up in bed, and small flashlight making designs on the ceiling as
Caiden used his fingers to try and make animals.  "That one looks like a
cat" Scott said as he came into the room.  "It's a sloth" Caiden
fired back, giving Scott the funny "duh" look that only kids seem to be
able to get away with.  Scott laughed out loud at the boy's antics and
told him again it was time for bed.  Caiden's mood changed to one of
concern, and while Scott sat on the bed next to him Caiden leaned over and
wisped "can you stay with me for a while.  I'm still scared. "
Scott's heart went out to this cute little guy, and he said "well of
course I will! " That put a smile on Caiden's face, and they both
got under the covers and snuggled together embraced in each other's
arms.  Soon they both where nodding off as the storm continued unabated
outside.  Sleep came fast.

   Chapter 4 - Unexpected Pleasures

   Scott did not know how long he had been asleep, but he awoke to the most
wonderful feeling he could imagine.  He was not sure if he was dreaming, or
really were he was.  All he knew is his cock was rock hard, wet, and
something silky smooth was running up and down the shaft.  He could hear
little sucking noises, and feel a hot breath on his stiff pole.  Waking a
little, he noticed Caiden's little flashlight was still on and it
looked like he was still in the boy's room.  All these thoughts were
somewhat fogged in his mind by the fact he was experiencing pure pleasure.
At that moment, he did not care about anything as wave after wave of very
intense good feelings rolled over him.  It was then he put two and two
together, and took a look under the covers.

   Scott took a peak and saw little 8-year-old Caiden sucking on his cock
with a look of pure bliss on the youngsters face.  Caiden was going slowing
up and down on his shaft swallowing as much man-cock as he was able.  He
watching with amazement as Caiden seemed to swallow an impossible about of
his cock, and when he did his throat bulged out just a little.  Seeing this
made Scott even harder (if that was even possible) and Scott, noticing that
Caiden's own little cock resembled a flag pole, decided to return the
favor.

   Gently, Scott moved his hands under the boys arms and lifted him onto
his chest, and then he propped himself up on some pillows to have better
access to the boy and his lovely package.  Caiden seemed to know what to
do, and turned himself around so they were in a "69" cock-to-mouth
arrangement.  Caiden wasted no time getting Scott's cock back in his
mouth.  Scott then took a good look at the boy's cock.  It was
circumcised, and was a good size for an 8yo boy with a nice set of matching
balls to go along.  While none of it was large by any standard, Scott
thought to himself that is was the perfect size, and proceeded to lick all
over the boy's groin, from ass to the tip of his penis.

   When Scott started, Caiden let out a heavy sigh that Scott took to mean
as "yess".  Scott licked and kissed the baby-smooth child on every
surface he could reach, taking in the little boy's fresh scent along
the way.  Caiden's skin was like a silky-smooth canvas that Scott
wanted to paint on, and after exploring every place he could, he ever so
slowly took Caiden's little cock in his mouth.

   The boy groaned with pleasure as his pole was sucked deeper into Scott
-(TM)s warm mouth.  Scott was loving every minute of it, and enjoying
giving pleasure as much as he was receiving it.  Soon the little boys cock
and balls were completely in the man's mouth, and Scott then started
playing with the little package with his tongue - sucking and licking his
rod while it was engulfed in his mouth.  Scott was also massaging the boy
-(TM)s ass cheeks at the same him, trying to give as much pleasure and good
feelings to the boy as the boy was giving to him.  It seemed to be working,
as Caiden's breaths through his nose were getting faster and heavier.

   Scott had to admit that he too was getting close.  His cock has started
to swell filling with more blood and getting even harder.  He was resisting
the urge to cum, but he did not know how much longer he could last as the
feelings were overwhelming.  Scott then started sucking on the boy's
cock with long deep strokes of his lips, and the boy responded by squirming
even more.  That almost sent Scott over the edge.

   Several minutes of non-stop pleasure followed, and just as Scott thought
he could hold on for a while, Caiden took his lips off Scott's
engorged cock, looked him in the eye, and said "I love you. " That was
all it took, and as Caiden put his lips on the tip of Scott's cock he
erupted with stream after stream of hot semen all over the boy and his
face. He must have cum for what seemed like a minute, with Caiden letting
the warm stream of cum cover his face and chest, and go into his mouth.

   They both laid there for several minutes breathing hard and totally
exhausted.  It was Scott that stirred first, asking the little bot if he
was ok.  The answer he got was once of peaceful silence, as Caiden had
fallen asleep just that fast - still coated with what seemed like gallons
of cum.  He very carefully wiggled from under the boy and positioned him on
the bed with his head on his pillow.  He grabbed one of Caiden's
action hero shirts laying on the floor and cleaned him up the best he
could. He then pulled the covers up over the sleeping angel, kissed the boy
on the forehead, and took the little flashlight so he could see where he
was going.

   Drained, spent, and completely satisfied - he passed by Megan's
room.  He peeked in and shined the light on her.  Finding her fast asleep
and covered up, he headed down to the kitchen to get a drink and see if Tom
had returned yet.

   The clock on the wall said it was coming up on three in the morning. 
Had he been out that long?  He suddenly started to get worried that
something was wrong as Tom had been gone now for almost 4 hours.  He
immediately called out for him, but there was no reply - just the sound of
the wind through the rafters and the rain pounding the roof.  He went to
the back door and with great effort pushed the door outward against the
storm.  Looking out, he shined the little flashlight out into the night. 
It didn't do much, but it was enough to show that Tom's truck had
not returned.  Not good.

   Now he had a decision to make.  Go look for Tom out in the storm, or
wait (and hope) for Tom's return.  The only problem with that plan is
that Scott had no clue were the power wheel or whatever it was called was,
and he could not leave the kids alone anyways.  So, he was stuck.  He could
only wait and see if Tom returned.  But, down in his gut he felt something
had gone very wrong.  He sat down at the kitchen table and asked out loud
"what now? "

   The answer he got back from the universe was not what he expected -

   Chapter 5 - Deluge

   Sitting at the table for awhile Scott started to sense something was not
right, but he could not put his finger on what.  The sounds he had been
hearing for a while from outside had changed.  The occasional thunder was
there, and the sound of the rain on the roof, but now there was something
else.  He got up, and walked few feet, and instantly knew what was going on
- the cabin floor had water on it, and it seemed to be -- flowing!

   He grabbed the flashlight and ran to the back door.  Water was pushing
in under the door and had started flowing across the floor.  He pointed the
flashlight out the back door window and he could see at least a foot of
water pushing against it outside.  "What the hell? " he asked himself,
suddenly realizing that they were in great danger.

   He ran to the front of the cabin and we could see water starting to run
under the door there as well.  By the time he turned around he could
clearly hear water flowing inside the cabin, and the structure starting to
creak and groan.  Running back towards the back of the cabin, he made it to
where he could see the rear door from the hallway, and shined his
flashlight again.  That is the exact moment the rear door buckled and 2
feet of water rushed in hitting Scott and knocking him off his feet.

   The wave pushed Scott back into the kitchen, and slammed him into the
table.  Scott heard a snap and an intense pain ran up his leg all the while
trying to grab anything to hold onto in the darkness.  The flashlight had
been knocked out of his hand, and the water pushed him further towards the
TV area.  The fire was still in the fireplace giving him enough light to
reach and crawl towards the stairs against the rising water.  He half
crawled - half swam to the stairs and by the Grace of God was able to grab
onto the stair banister just before he was about to be swept out the now
blown out front door.  The roar of the water was deafening, and he could
feel the whole cabin shaking trying to withstand the onslaught.

   Suddenly he heard something above the din, and small persons voice
half-crying and half-yelling "Scott! " He looked up and could just make
out Megan standing at the top of the stairs.  "Go to your brother's
room and stay there! " Scott yelled above the sound of the cabin being
destroyed.  Instead, Megan ran down the stairs and tried to help Scott
stand.  With great effort Scott managed to rise enough to hobble, and
together they made their way up the stairs.

   They grabbed an oil lamp and matches out of Megan's room and headed
to Caiden's room next door.  Lighting the lamp, they found Caiden
sitting up in his bed looking very concerned and worried.  He had not
figured out what was going on yet, but he knew from the sounds, yelling,
and commotion it was not a good thing.

   "What happened? " Megan asked.  "I don't know" Scott replied.
"The river must have overflowed its banks or something like that" was
the only thing Scott could summon to say.  He was cold, wet, and things
with his body were not right.  "Where's grandpa? " Caiden asked in
a panicked voice.  "I'm not sure, but I'll bet he is OK"
replied Scott, not really believing his own statement.

   The cabin seemed to be holding and shaking a little less, so Scott
proceeded to assess his injuries.  He could not stand on his right leg, and
judging by the pain level and where it hurt he figured it was broken.  On
the other leg a deep five-inch gash had appeared and was bleeding
profusely. He had to control the bleeding first, so he asked Megan to grab
one of Caiden's T-shirts so he could wrap it around the cut and apply
pressure for the time being.

   Megan seemed to go into nurturing mode and tried to take care of Scott
as best as she could.  First, she dried him off and propped him up in the
bed against the pillows and made sure he was comfortable.  Then she got the
first aid supplies from the bathroom, and did a bang-up job bandaging Scott
-(TM)s leg after applying steri-strips to close the wound.  "Girl Scout
First Aid badge" she proudly said.  She also brought some pain medication
she found.  Although it was children's chewable Tylenol Scott was not
complaining.

   The roar of the water continued, and all they could do at this point was
to sit tight, hope the cabin holds, and wait for morning.  Utterly
exhausted, they all feel asleep on Caiden's bed.

   Chapter 6 - Stranded

   Scott awoke to sun streaming in Caiden's bedroom window.  The
sounds of storm were gone, along with the sound of rushing water.  It was
replaced with peaceful silence, and an occasional bird call.  The pain in
his leg reminded him that it was not all a dream, but he did say a little
prayer to thank the man upstairs for keeping them safe for the night.

   The kids were snuggled in - one on each side - and they were all naked
but warm for the moment.  But Scott could tell that the temperature in the
cabin had dropped as the fire had undoubtedly been snuffed out by the
water. Scott started to think of what had transpired in just a few hours,
and also started formulating a plan on what to do now.  He had never really
had to face a thing like this, so he wasn't sure where to start.

   Just then Megan stirred, and turned her face to his.  In a whisper-voice
she said "hi," and then gave him a kiss on the cheek.  "Hi sweetie. "
Scott replied, "how are you doing? " "Fine" came the quiet reply,
"but I'm hungry. " So am I" Scott replied.  Suddenly, Megan began
to cry, and said "where's grandpa? "

   Scott's heart went out to this little girl who was obviously trying
to be brave.  But when your world has been turned upside down, and the
people you love are not there to right it, it's tough to keep a stiff
upper lip.  The only thing he could do is reassure her that all will be
fine.  "I don't know, but whatever has happened I know he can take
care of himself.  Try not to worry, ok? " With that he gave her a big hug
and kissed her on the lips naturally slipping his tongue into her mouth. 
She replied in kind, and they laid there for several minutes just
comforting each other, stroking each other's bodies, and reassuring
each through those actions that it will be OK.

   Scott knew his leg was broken, and it had to be in some sort of splint.
He asked Megan if she knew how to do that and she said they had not been
taught that yet.  Damn.  Thinking back to his Boy Scout days, he knew it
had to be immobilized.  So Megan scrounged up to cardboard and they made
splints out of that, padding it, then tying the splint to the leg in
several places.  "Not Bad" Scott thought.

   Now it was time to try and see if Scott could stand at all.  Megan
jumped out of bed to steady him as he tried to stand up.  Leaning on her a
little, he was able to stand on one leg while favoring the other.  Neither
one of his legs were in very good shape after the pounding they took, but
to Scott this was progress.

   He said that if he could find something to use as a crutch he might be
able to walk a little.  Megan said she had an idea and ran off to her
bedroom.  She came back with a board she had been saving for a project.  It
was pretty much the right height, and with a little padding Scott could
mostly stand on his own.  First problem solved.

   Next, he figured they had to find out how bad things were, and that
meant going downstairs.  He took a few steps with the makeshift crutch and
other than some intense moments of pain managed to walk to the hallway. 
"I think I can do this" he said to Megan.  They left Caiden to sleep in
his bed for now while they proceeded to check things out.

   They got to the top of the stairs and looked down.  Furniture, logs,
rocks and mud were blocking the path at the bottom of the stairs.  "Well,
it's the only way out" he thought.  Carefully, Scott managed to walk
down the stairs, and with Megan's help move enough debris to get to
the first floor.  What they saw shocked them both.

   The entire entrance wall of the cabin was gone, replaced with a foot of
mud.  They could see thru the gaping hole the mud, rocks, uprooted trees
and debris strewn out as far as the eye could see.  Carefully they walked
outside, and they encountered a very eerie sight.  The trampoline, hot tub,
out buildings, quads, and even Scott's rental Jeep were gone.  The
river, once almost half a mile away, seemed to have cut a new channel not
far from the cabin.  They could hear the water flowing but could not see
it.

   Overall it looked like a lunar landscape, devoid of any green other than
the trees heading into the woods in the distance.  All they could do was
stand there and stare in silence, and even Megan started to comprehend the
gravity of their situation: they were essentially stranded.

   "Oh my God" was all Scott could manage to say.  Just then they heard
a noise behind them, and out came Caiden from the big hole in the side of
the cabin.  "What happened" he asked.  "I'm not sure" was Scott
-(TM)s reply.  "It looks like the river overflowed or something like that.
Maybe a dam let loose?  Either way, it's not good. " Scott had no
clue.  He was a city guy mostly, and never really spent much time in the
woods other than his Boy Scout days.  This was all new to him, but he knew
that if they were going to survive it was up to him to make it happen.  He
had to take care of himself and the kids, and either figure out a way to
summon help, or survive long enough for help to reach them.

   Chapter 7 - Decisions

   Scott started thinking about what they would need to spend another night
here should the need arise.  The first thing was to have a place to get out
of the weather if another storm came up.  The logical answer was the cabin.
Other than the blow-out front wall, it did not look all that bad.  The
would stay on the second floor unless something changed and it became
unsafe.

   Next was food and clean water.  They went back into cabin and scrounged
up all the food that had not washed away, and also found some bottled
drinking water on a high shelf in the mud-filled kitchen.  The food was a
mix of dry cereal, some snacks, cans of tuna and soup, Top Roman, beef
jerky, crackers, and an abundance of Pop Tarts much to the delight of
Caiden.  All told it looked like they could stretch it out about 2 days or
more if they had too.

   Scott decided that for safety and health sake they should all get
dressed in some clothes they could work in, so he sent the kids upstairs to
see what they could find.  He made it to Tom's room, and luckily the
water had not reached far up in the closet.  Tom was a bigger guy (a "bear
-� type Scott said always with a laugh), so most of Tom's clothes did
indeed fit Scott, albeit loosely.  Scott also found some old boots he was
going to try and get on later with a little help.

   Soon the kids had come back down the stairs and both had chosen
basically jeans, sneakers, and a T-shirts.  Scott was please they were
helping and doing what he said.  That kind of attitude may come in very
handy if things started to get rough again.

   Now that they seemed to be set for another night, it was time to make a
decision.  Do they try and get out on their own?  Or do they sit tight and
hope a rescue party comes along.  "Were are your parents hun" he asked
Megan.  "They are on a cruise or something like that.  Grandpa said
yesterday that we would not see them for another week" she replied. 
Scott happened to know that their Grandma has passed away several years
before, so Tom had been taking them up here alone for years now.  "Does
anyone else know you are up here? " he asked.  "I don't know" was
the reply from Megan.

   Scott was pretty sure that, based on the fact they would not have
normally returned back to the city for at least another 5 days that no one
would be raising an alarm.  Adding to that, Tom had mentioned that there
was no cell coverage out there, and no radio either.  They were, for all
intents and purposes, on their own.  With Scott's injured leg, and no
supplies, they could not risk trying to hike out especially since they didn
-(TM)t know the condition of the access road and going off-trail would be
too risky.

   Even if they wanted to leave, it seemed they couldn't, as the "new
-� water channel was blocking the access road.  Not to mention that the
road may not even be there still.  Scott wanted to see the river, but was
not able to walk that far, and was unwilling to send the kids alone to
check it out.

   Regardless, Scott knew that to survive and keep himself and the kids
sane they would have to stay busy.  So he had the kids start gathering wood
for a fire.  It would keep them warm at night and could be used to signal
an aircraft if one went by at the right time.  At night, they would sleep
in the same bed, and use body heat to stay warm.  Not that Scott minded
that a bit.

   Next, he had them look around near the cabin to see if they could find
anything that may help.  They found a few things like buckets, some rope,
and other assorted items but nothing really that would help them out much.
Most everything was either swept away or buried under the mud and rocks. 
Luckily, Megan found her favorite American Girl doll - muddy but in one
piece.  This seemed to make her very happy, and a little happiness in this
dreary situation was good thought Scott.

   The day went by with no sign of any rescuers or aircraft, and night
started to descend.  They had the fire going outside the cabin, and by the
glow it put out they ate some of what they salvaged.  Even though they had
very little, Scott made sure the kids had full tummies that night, as
full-scale rationing could wait till the next day.  Megan also took the
opportunity to wash and re-dress the bandage on Scott's leg.  She was
very gentle with him, almost like she was afraid she would hurt him more.
The wound had started to heal, and for now there was no sign of infection.

   After dinner they added more wood to the fire in case someone might see
it, and before it was totally dark retreated into the cabin and up the
stairs.  They grabbed the blankets from Caiden's room, and headed for
extra space of Megan's bed since she had Tom's old hand-me-down
Queen.  Stripping off their mud-encrusted clothes they all slid into bed
under the light of the oil lamp, one kid on each side of Scott.  Even
though they were in dire straits, and his legs were killing him, he was
kind of enjoying having the two kids with him at that moment.  He was
confident that they would be rescued in no time, they just had to sit
tight. So why not enjoy the moment he thought.

   They all kissed one another deeply on the lips goodnight, and with one
kid snuggled under each of Scott's arms they all fell asleep rather
quickly - exhausted mentally and physically from the trials of the day. 
"Oh let this be a calm night" Scott said to himself.  But as he was
drifting off, he heard the kids whispering.  "I wonder what they are up to
-� was Scott's last conscious thought of the night.

   Chapter 8 - True Love

   Scott must have slept all night, as when he awoke he could see some
light coming through the window.  Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he noted
that the kids where no longer in bed with him, but seemed to be down on the
floor playing something.

   While he was laying there trying to get a little more conscious, he
realized that the kids where being pretty quiet all of a sudden.  Carefully
he peaked over the side of the bed to see what they were up to.  What he
saw gave him an almost instant erection --.

   The kids had put down some blankets on the floor, and Caiden was lying
on his back on top of them.  Between his legs was his sister, slowly
sucking on the little boy's cock.  The look of ecstasy on Caiden
-(TM)s face was one of intense pleasure, and the restrained noises coming
from his mouth were ones of soft sighs of a deeply satisfied young male. 
His sister was taking her time, and it was obvious by her body movements
that she was enjoying working her little brother over as well.  To Scott,
who was now slowly and quietly stroking his growing hard-on, it looked like
Megan was not just sucking her brothers dick, but worshiping it.

   Her head was between his legs, and with every down stroke she would
pause - her soft face buried between even softer boy legs.  Then, very
deliberately, she would suck his penis in more, then slowly lift her head
as she pulled up on the little shaft.  Then she would repeat the process,
each time adding some movement that would make Caiden squirm a little more.
It was amazing that they both were so quiet Scott thought!

   He watched them for several more minutes, and suddenly, without a word.
Megan got up and moved her body over her brother's head.  She got on
her knees, then gently straddled him so her little hairless pussy lips were
just touching her brothers mouth.  Then, Caiden started to lick up and into
her soft hole, and going all over her now hot slit.  Megan let out a heavy
sigh and lowered herself down a little more almost completely covering her
brothers mouth - her brother supporting her with his hands on her beautiful
young butt cheeks.  Megan then started to move slightly back and forth over
his lips, and judging by Caiden's fully-erect penis he was loving
every minute of it.  Scott could also see that Megan's beautiful
nipples were as erect as they could be, poking out proudly beyond her
pre-pubescent chest.

   "Holy mama" Scott thought, doing his best not to interrupt their
obvious fun.  He had not seen anything this erotic for a long time, much
less in person and right in front of him.  He wondered if he was dreaming!

   The little show continued, with Megan slowly sliding back and forth on
her brothers face and Caiden squirming below her.  Megan's eyes were
closed, and both were caught up in the pleasure obviously coursing through
their mind and bodies.  Sweat was starting to drip from Megan's body,
dripping on her brother and making them both glisten in the light coming
through the window.  Brother and sister, in a perfect dance of pleasure and
love, both wanting to please the other while getting pleased themselves. 
It was as beautiful a thing as Scott had ever seen, and he honestly shed a
tear of joy just watching the amazing scene unfold.  He wanted to join in
their fun, but he decided to remain quiet, as he did not want to break the
"spell" between the obviously close brother and sister.

   Megan was breathing harder now, and her hips started to move faster. 
Scott could tell she was very close to an orgasm, and frankly so we he!  He
was so enamored with the scene he had to force his hand away from his now
engorged cock to make sure he did not cum and interrupt these two.  Soon,
Megan was sliding back and forth over her brother's mouth and face so
fast Scott wondered how Caiden was able to breath.

   Suddenly, Megan's body stiffened and she arched her back.  She
looked up at the ceiling and let out what can only be descried as a primal
silent scream as her body was racked with wave after wave of electric
shock-like pulses of pleasure.  Pussy juices poured out and flowed down her
brother's face like rain, and Caiden grabbed his sisters body with his
hands and pulled her pussy closer to his lips not letting go until her
massive orgasm was finally done.  She collapsed backward onto her brother,
rolled off, and onto the blanket on her back - with a look of peace on her
face like Scott had never witnessed before.  She closed her eyes, and her
beautiful brother Caiden kissed her on the cheek.  He then pulled a blanket
over them both, snuggling up to his sister in post-sexual bliss.

   Scott was trying not to cry like a little baby.  It had nothing to do
with him holding back when he really wanted to join in, and also not from
the fact he wished he would have had a relationship with his brothers and
sister like this.  Those were part of it yes.  But the main reason was he
had witnessed true love from these youngsters - a love that would carry
them all through their lives.  A love that, as brother and sister, could
not be broken.  Scott knew that once you give yourself to another under the
auspices of true love, you are bonded to that person on a level that cannot
be compared to in the physical world.  This was not lust; this was not two
people just "playing" with each other no.  This was a display of true
love between two siblings, and Scott was almost overwhelmed by it.  He felt
it a great honor to have witnessed it at all.

   Scott was mentally exhausted from just watching, and while it made him
feel immensely good that the kids shared their love with one another, he
wanted to share that love with them too.  But, today was not the day, and
he secretly wished that the time would come when we were able to gently and
lovingly slide his manhood into each of them and show them how good he
could make them feel.

   But this time it was like he was a part of it but only in his mind. 
Like the kids, he laid back down, closed his eyes, and promptly feel
asleep.

   Chapter 9 - Wild Things

   Sometime later, Scott woke up and to his surprise both kids were back in
the bed with him snuggling the older man on each side.  "Good morning"
he said out loud, and got a "Good morning" back in stereo-unison from
the obviously awake kids.  "How did you sleep" he asked, and Megan said
"great" follow-up by her brother with a "yup! " "You guys seem a
little sticky.  Did you get into the juice boxes we found? " Scott asked.
"Noooo" was the reply.  "It was just hot in here. " Scott smiled at
that one.  They weren't going to tell him about their morning romp,
and he was not going to ask about it either.  It was their special thing
just between themselves, as it should be.

   They sat and talked about what they should do that day, and it was
decided that they would get up, have something to eat, then see if they
could find anything else that may help their lot.  So, they got dressed and
headed down to what was left of the kitchen were most of the food was piled
on the table.

   They entered the room, and the food that had been on the table was gone!
The canned goods had been knocked off table, but anything that was in a bag
or similar container was gone.  It was obvious to Scott what had happened.
"Look at the mud on the floor.  See that, animal tracks. " They were
everywhere around the kitchen, down the hall, and out the blown-out front
wall.  Megan bent down to have a closer look, and said they look like wolf
tracks.  She said she knew what they looked like because she had to
identify some for her Girl Scout Wild Animal Habitat badge.  These looked
the same as the ones she saw in a book.

   That sent a shiver up Scott's spine and he was very glad that he
had shut the door to the bedroom last night.  It was out of habit more than
anything, but it might have saved their lives.  Scott knew nothing about
wolves other than what he had seen in the movies, but he figured that
because of the storm the wolves normal food sources may have dried up
making the animals more aggressive in finding something to eat.  "Have you
ever seen any wolves around here?  He asked Megan.  "No, but we sometimes
hear them howling at night" she added.

   "Do you know if your Grandpa had any guns in the cabin? " he asked.
"Yes" Megan said.  "He let us shoot cans off the stump sometimes. "
"Do you know where he kept them? " Scott asked.  "In the hall closet.
-� Scott, leaning on his makeshift crutch, hobbled to the hall closet and
Megan helped him open the door.  Inside they found a shotgun and a 22
caliper long rifle, but both had trigger locks on, and no ammunition in
sight.  "Damn" Scott said under his breath.  Even if by some miracle
they found the keys there didn't seem to be any ammo.  "These aren
-(TM)t going to do us much good" he said.

   It was now somewhere around 11am, and they went to salvage what they
could of the reaming food.  They still had enough provisions for a few
days, it's just the selection got a lot more limited.  They all took a
bottle of water, and not wanting to light a fire they cracked open a couple
cans of tuna and one of fruit cocktail to share.  They sat eating and
watching the horizon and the skies for any sign of a person or plane.

   After eating, Scott said the kids could explore around farther from the
cabin if they stayed together and within sight of him at all times.  He
instructed that if they heard him yelling to come back immediately, and to
stay away from the new river channel.  So, the kids took their water
bottles and headed out to see what they could see.

   He watched them wonder around the moon-like area for a while, exploring
and pulling little things from the now drying mud and shaking them off. 
After a few minute, he saw Megan stop suddenly and let out a "whoop" of
excitement.  She and her brother came running and excitedly told him of
their find.  "I can see the handlebar of one of the quads sticking out of
the mud" she blurted out.  "Maybe we can dig it out and see if it still
works! " "Fantastic! " Scott said, "That's a great idea! ". 
The quads seemed to be built like tanks, so the possibility of one still
working was good.  If they could get it going, then Scott could possibly
scout a way out.  "Let's go! "

   Scott carefully used his crutch to navigate the myriad of obstacles in
his path.  Large rocks, ripped up trees, and unstable ground made the short
journey difficult.  Several times his good foot plunged into a hole and it
took much effort to extract it again.  But after 10 minutes or so they
finality arrived back at the spot of the find and got to work.

   Unfortunately, digging was not as easy as one might think.  Mixed in
with the mud was sticks and branches, not to mention various sizes of
rocks. Adding to the misery, the mud at that spot had mostly dried forming
a concrete-like cocoon around the area of the quad for the first few inches
of dirt.  This was going to take a while, but if they could get it going it
would be worth it.

   Using their hands and some sticks they found, they slowly uncovered the
quad.  Scott noted that while the machine looked like it took a beating, it
did not appear to be in bad shape.  Part of the frame had been bent in, and
the handlebars looked like a pretzel, but he was pleased and excited as
they uncovered more and more of the machine.  About 2 hours later, they had
the quad mostly uncovered and started to scrape the remaining mud off the
machine.  It was tough going, and a water hose about that time would have
helped immensely.

   Finally, they got it to the point where they could try and start it, but
it was then they realized that the keys for it were back at the cabin. 
Megan volunteered to head back and get them, and took off running as fast
as her little legs could carry her.  While she was gone, Scott was able to
get a better look at the quad.  It was then he noticed that the fuel tank
seemed to have a puncture in it, and that at best there was only about a
quarter tank of fuel left that he could see.  "It will have to do" he
mumbled to himself.

   Megan came back with the keys, and Scott said a little prayer.  He tried
to put the key in the ignition, but naturally it was filled with mud. 
Caiden found a small stick and after a few minutes they had managed to
clear it out.  "Here goes" Scott said outload.  He put the key in and
turned it.  To everyone's amazement it turned over, and after a little
spluttering if fired right up.  "Yippie" Caiden yelled, and they all did
a little dance right then and there - celebrating a victory out of an
otherwise downer day.

   Scott, being mindful of the fuel situation and the time of day decided
to head directly back to the cabin for now.  Scott managed to straddle the
seat and get on without much trouble, with Megan sitting behind him and
Caiden sitting on the front rack.  It was not the ideal seating
arrangements, but it would have to do for now.  Scott gave it a little gas
and away they went back toward the cabin, having to pick round-a-bout
routes to circumnavigate the debris field.  Scott decided to not go looking
for a possible route out tonight, figuring that they would need an entire
day if they could indeed leave on the quad to make it close to the main
road.  With three people on the quad, he would have to go slow, and he
really didn't know how long the fuel would last either.  That he would
have to ponder carefully.

   Do they try and make it out on the quad, knowing that if they ran out of
fuel or it broke down they would again be stranded out in the wilderness
this time without shelter?  Or do they stay put, using the quad only when
necessary?  He did not know.  But for now, he needed to get the kids and
himself fed, build a fire, and figure out their next move.

   Chapter 10 - Night Terror

   They gathered chunks of wood that were scattered around the field and
piled it up near the impromptu fire pit.  Megan took a crack at building
the fire and with a little help from Scott was able to get it going very
nicely.  They broke open some more food, and as it got dark they talked
about the events of the day, and what they may do tomorrow.

   Scott mentioned that once they get up, they would take the quad and see
if there was a way out.  If there was, they would come back to the cabin
and pick up some provisions for the trek out like food, water, and
blankets. They could lash some it to the front of the quad, and small items
and the food Megan could wear in a small day pack on her back.  That would
still allow enough room to sit more or less conformably for them all.

   The night had fallen, and they sat softly talking and looking up at the
stars.  Scott could not remember when he had seen so many, and could even
see the Milky Way easily.  He could not have done that back in the city. 
They even got to see some shooting stars!  "Scott" Caiden said, "I miss
my Grandpa. " Megan chimed in and stated the same.  "I know guys, so do
I.  But I am pretty sure whatever happened to him his thoughts are on you
guys. " Megan and Caiden snuggled even closer to Scott after that, and
they sat there in silence for several minutes.

   Just then they all heard a sound that made the hair in their necks stand
up; the howls of a wolf pack not far away.  To Scott, it sounded like they
were just inside the wood line on the East end of the basin.  They were
keeping their distance because of the fire he figured, but he did not want
to take any chances.  He told the kids it was time to go upstairs and get
ready for bed, and they went without hesitation.  Scott threw the remaining
wood they had gathered on the fire and retreated to the cabin as well.

   Heading upstairs and into Megan's room, they made sure that they
had everything they needed for the night, for as far as Scott was
concerned, once they closed the bedroom door they were not going to open it
again till morning.  Naturally, they all stripped naked, and it was Scott
that mentioned it would probably be good to find a way to bath tomorrow
before heading out.  "Perhaps the river would work" he thought.  They
could take a few towels and a bar of soap from the upstairs bathroom and
get the job done.  Besides, they would all feel better afterwards, and
Scott could clean out his wound too.  Of course, even in their current
circumstance soaping up these two would be a nice distraction anyway Scott
said to himself - his cock twitching at the very thought of it.  They
settled down and all fell asleep fast, dreaming good dreams, and cuddling
each other so they all felt warm and safe.

   Sometime in the night Megan work Scott up and said she heard noises
downstairs.  Scott lit the lamp, and walked towards the door.  Checking to
make sure it was locked, he had just turned around when Megan asked "what
-(TM)s wrong? " It was then they heard a scampering out in the hallway
and a loud thud on the bedroom door - followed by a half-howl, half-growl.
The wolves had found them, and Megan screamed.

   Almost instantly, the hallway sounded like there where hundreds of
wolves snarling and banging into the walls.  The night was punctuated by
howls and barks, and the door seemingly being tested by the wolves.  They
kept banging into it making it shake against the frame.  Again and again
they rammed the door, and each time the door seemed a little less sturdy.

   It wasn't long before a small part of the lower door broke off, and
in the hole created they all could see in the dim light white teeth trying
to rip even more of the door off.  This sent Megan over the edge with fear,
and she started screaming and crying uncontrollably - soon to be joined by
Caiden.

   Scott had to do something, so he tipped Megan's dresser on its side
and pushed it against the door.  He would hold it as long as he needed. 
The attack on the doors by the wolves was incredible.  With each hit Scott
could feel the impact on the door and the dresser.  He actually had to
shove the dresser back into place several times.  It was unrelenting. 
"Get in the closet and shut the door! " he yelled.  The kids did not
argue and shot past him launching themselves into the closet and slamming
the door shut.

   Scott was astonished by the ferocity of the attack, and was convinced
without a shadow of a doubt that if the wolves somehow got in they would
all be dead.  Through the closet door he could barely hear the kids
whimpering above the din.  "At least their safe for now" he thought.

   The attack went on for quite a while, and exhausted from holding the
door Scott lost track of time and was moving in and out of consciousness.
He was aware of what was going on, but was a little mentally detached
sitting against the dresser holding it back.  Suddenly, the sounds of the
onslaught changed and soon faded away.  As quickly as they arrived they
soon retreated into the darkness much to Scott's relief.  "I wonder
why they backed off" he asked himself, quickly not caring other than the
fact they were indeed gone for the moment.

   He got up and moved the dresser out of the way, then carefully opened
the bedroom door.  The back of the door looked like it had been
simultaneously hit with a sledgehammer and a chainsaw at the same time. 
Scott notice that if they had kept at it for much longer the small hole at
the bottom of the door would have grown large enough for one to get
through. Scott said a little prayer of thanks, and shut the door again,
re-bracing it with the dresser.

   He then went over to the closet.  He had not heard and voices from
inside lately, but could not leave his position to check on then.  He
opened the door and discovered mercifully the two had passed out.  They
were nested onto a huge pile of stiffed toys reminiscent of the similar
scene from the movie E.T.  Naturally, they were also asleep in each other
-(TM)s arm, comforting one another.  Scott found himself getting very
attached to these two, as he did not have kids of his own.  Now, he wished
the planets would have aligned long ago to let him have a few but alas it
was not meant to be.  Besides, he thought, he doubted he would have been as
lucky as Tom was with getting these two joys.

   Seeing they were just fine, he figured he would let then sleep in the
closet, and he would "take the watch" the rest of the night in case the
wolves returned.  He went over to the bed and laid down, promising himself
he would stay awake.

   Chapter 11 - Good Morning

   The dawn broke, and Scott suddenly realized with a start that he had
indeed fallen asleep.  He jerked up in bed and looked toward the door.  To
his relief the dresser was still up against the now ravaged piece of wood
and had not moved.  The wolves had not returned.

   As he sat there he could hear a little movement from the closet, and
soon a beautiful little face with a slightly worried look peaked out from
inside.  It was Megan, awake and making sure the coast was clear before she
came out.  "Is it ok? " she asked.  "It's ok hun, they are gone
now.  You can come out if you like. " She had an oversized coat wrapped
around her as she left the closet and came to sit next to Scott on the bed.
"Will they be back" she asked in a soft voice.  A reasonable question
thought Scott.  "I don't really know" be replied.

   He really wanted to tell her that they would not be back, and that they
would find a way out of this mess, and that they would find their Grandpa,
and they would all be eating pizza in town before she knew it.  But he
couldn't in all honesty, and he didn't want lie to her either.

   They sat in silence for a moment, and Scott could tell she was scared.
Who wouldn't be in this situation he thought.  She had had no idea
what was going to happen to them, did not know where her Grandpa was, she
was trapped in the mountains with wild wolves, and knew their food supply
was slowly running down.  For that matter, Scott was a little scared too.

   Megan leaned into him and wrapped her arms around his torso, then
snuggled him from the side burying her face in his chest.  She was warm and
smooth, and as she looked up at him he noticed a little dirt smudge on her
face.  This coupled with the fact her hair was a mess made her look like a
very cute tomboy.  Scott let out a chuckle, and leaned over and gave her a
kiss on the lips.

   She returned the kiss, and soon their tongues were intertwined in each
other's mouths, dancing a very natural dance that is the foundation of
two people wanting to be close to one another.  Still kissing, she slipped
onto his legs, straddling his lap with her incredible body.  Scott wrapped
his arms around her and pulled her close and as he did he felt her no perky
nipples against his chest.  They felt beyond wonderful.  They continued to
kiss, and Scott's hands took the opportunity to explore her body. 
They ran over her head, on her face, down her sides, and up under her butt
cheeks.  Every inch of her felt amazing!

   Soon his cock could not hold out any longer, and it started to grow up
towards her little pussy, pushing past the lips and protruding up between
the abdomens of man and girl.  He could feel her warm silky-smooth pussy
lips caressing one side of his cock, and the feeling made him swoon.

   He wanted to make love to this girl - this girl who has taken him into
her little world of pleasure and love.  Scott knew she did not do these
things because of lust no.  She did these things because she loved the
people she was with, and for right now it was him.  Yes, he wanted to make
love to her, slowly put his penis inside her and make them both feel good -
and before this was all over he hoped somehow he would achieve that goal.

   But for the time being, he did not want to push the issue, or make her
feel like she had to.  Heck, he didn't even know if she wanted to, and
that was ok.  He had come to love her and her quirky ways even in the short
time they knew each other, and he did not want to hurt her or confuse her
in any way.  So for now, he let her take the lead.

   She continued kissing him and rubbing her pussy against his penis - up
and down, stimulating her clitoris while at the same time having an equally
fun effect on Scott's cock.  A few more minutes passed of deep
kissing, and she suddenly broke away.  Again, without a word she slides off
his lap and onto her knees on the floor.  She then took his very hard penis
into her mouth and started sucking.  Again to Scott it seemed like she was
worshipping it, not just sucking or manipulating it.

   Pulling off his cock briefly, she made sure she licked every point on
his cock and balls covering it with her hot saliva.  Then to Scott's
surprise she rubbed the cock all over her face, neck, and chest.  Looking
in her eyes it seemed like she was in a little trace to Scott, with Megan
looking past everything but also being in the moment as well.  She then
went back and put his cock slowly in her mouth again, starting a nice
rhythm of in and out.  But that was not all she did.  Like Scott had seen
when her and Caiden were on the floor, she would pause at the base of his
penis for just a moment with his entire cock in her closed mouth, lick the
shaft, suck a little, then pull back out.  The feeling drove him wild.

   He wanted her to feel good too, but he was reluctant to stop her, and
there was no way in their current positions for him to do much.  Besides,
he already felt his cum boiling in his balls.  It would not be long now. 
She started going faster, lips at the prefect pressure, rhythm at the
perfect pace.  He could hold off much longer.  But then he became aware of
the distinct noises being generated by her mouth - a constant
sucking/slurping noise that especially sent Scott over the edge.

   He exploded in her mouth with a force that startled even him - a tidal
wave of thick semen invaded her mouth.  With every out-stroke it shot into
her little soft mouth.  But to Scott's delight she did not spit it out
nor pull back; she started swallowing the deluge.  This just made Scott cum
even more issuing an almost impossible amount of semen into the little
girl. And all that time she did not take her mouth off his cock once -
sucking it until it was totally dry - like a water faucet being shut off.

   Scott fell back on the bed, and Megan climbed up and slid into bed next
to him.  "Thank you" Scott said as he kissed her once again on the lips.
"Your welcome" she answered, suddenly letting out a little burp in the
process.  "Oh My God! " she exclaimed, and they both started laughing at
how wonderful it all felt - their love for one another evident through the
actions and closeness they just shared.  And while Scott could not have
asked for more, he still wanted to enter her sometime and perform the
ultimate act of love for this wonderful little lady.  He truly wished he
would get the opportunity.

   Chapter 12 - Blocked Passages

   Scott wanted to get moving and use the quad to see if they could somehow
get out of the basin.  So he woke up Caiden and they all got dressed. 
Based on the little amount of fuel he thought they had, he decided they
would pack up everything they needed for the potential trip and lash what
they could to the quad - with the small stuff and food placed in a small
backpack that Megan would wear.

   After double-checking the equipment, they took off slowly and went in
the direction of where the road came into the basin from below.  Soon they
were at the location of the river crossing, and what they saw made their
hearts sink.

   In front of them, where the road came out of the trees after the river
crossing, and enormous chasm had been cut by the new river channel.  It
looked like a miniature Grand Canyon, complete with raging river below. 
The drop-offs on both sides looked like they had been cut with a knife, and
the depth ranged from 10 to 20 feet deep.  And most troublesome was the
canyon stretched as far as they could see - from one side of the basin to
the other.

   Scott was not about to give up, and decide to drive the quad along the
entire edge of the "canyon" to see if there was anywhere they could
cross, either with the quad or on foot.  But after making multiple passes
it as no use.  To try and cross the new river channel would be suicide, and
to try and scramble across the rocks above the canyon on the edges of the
basin would be equally crazy.  They were indeed trapped in the basin with
nowhere to go.  "Damn" Scott mumbled under his breath as he turned the
quad back toward the cabin.

   Scott knew the kids were disappointed, and he also knew he had to keep
the kids spirts up, or at least their minds off their current situation as
much as he could.  So he started coming up with some fun stuff they could
do to pass the time.  First, he had them pick up as many sticks and
branches as they could.  With these he had them try and build a teepee. 
The kids seemed to like the idea, but finding long enough sticks was a
little rough, and the teepee ended up being only big enough for Caiden -
much to his delight.

   Next they all made a game of getting rocks together, and with those they
spelled out "Help" on the ground in case an aircraft went over and might
see it.  Megan wanted to put a smiley face there to, but Scott told her
"they might not take it seriously with a smiley face next to it. " "How
about an un-smiley face? " She asked.  You mean a -~frown? ' No hun,
let's keep the faces out of it ok? " "Ooohhh kkkkkk" she replied
with a little attitude that made Scott smile even more.  He loved this kid
he thought to himself, and then let out a laugh.

   It was getting late in the afternoon, and they decided to light the fire
now and have some dinner before it got totally dark - then retreating back
into the protection of the upstairs bedroom once again.  He did not want to
get caught out in the dark after what happened last night.

   The fire was made, and hot soup as well, and they all got something in
their stomachs that would have to last them awhile.  All that was left of
the food was two cans of tuna, a few random cans of soup, and some beef
jerky.  Scott feared that If something did not change in their favor soon
they would be out of food and out of options.  He decided at that moment to
only eat a nibble or two from then on and let the kids have the rest.  He
figured he needed to lose weight anyway.

   It was almost dark, so they headed back to the cabin.  It was then that
that they heard it - a low rolling rumble.  And in the skies over the
mountain, they could see flashes.  They all knew what was coming; another
storm.  But, there was nothing any of them could do about it at the moment,
and once again they moved to the shelter and security of the cabin.

   They went upstairs, blocked the door, took off their clothes, and
snuggled together in bed.  Scott could feel in the air that not only was
the weather changing, the temperature was dropping.  He could feel the
chill in the air, and a stiff breeze had started outside.  The kids feel
asleep immediately, their naked warm bodies next to his.  He could hear
their steady breathing and feel their warm breath against his side.  He was
glad they were out, and maybe they would dream through the storm.  But
Scott wanted to stay awake as much as possible so if anything happened he
may be able to act quicker than trying to shake off sleep.  But even he
succumbed to exhaustion eventually, and feel sleep within the hour.

   Chapter 13 - Quick Exit

   Sometime in the middle of the night, Scott was jerked awake by a loud
cracking noise.  Getting up, he listened carefully.  It did not take him
long to identify the sound; it was the river rising again.  It was a steady
noise like a freight train, punctuated with rocks slamming into each other,
and trees snapping like twigs.  He could hear it was pouring rain again,
and the wind was slamming against the window with vigor.

   He got dressed, grabbed one of the last working flashlights, and ran
downstairs.  He stepped out the back door of the cabin, and immediate his
feet were submerged in water.  He shined the flashlight out into the
darkness and all he could see was flowing water that seemed to be rising
rapidly.  "Dammit! ' he yelled, not knowing what to do or how to keep
them safe.  "Think! " he yelled to himself, trying to conjure a solution
from the depths of his panicked mind.

   Then, as if out of nowhere, he had an idea.

   He ran back upstairs and woke the kids.  "Get dressed, we have to
leave!" he said, and the kids did not have to be told twice.  They threw
their clothes on, and then he told them to gather anything they might need
for a day or so way from the cabin.  "What's happening? " Megan
said in a nervous voice.  "The river is rising again fast, and I don
-(TM)t think the cabin is going to hold again.  We need to leave now! "
"But" was all Megan could say before Scott grabbed her and Caiden and
ran down the stairs,

   By the time they got outside, the water had risen by at least half a
foot, and Scott told them to run to the Quad.  Jumping on, Scott said a
little prayer that the engine would start.  It did, and they took off
towards the back of the basin.  They were pushing water the whole way, and
it was difficult for the kids to hang on.  "Megan' Scott yelled, "do
you know the way to the hot springs? " "Yes" she yelled back, "but I
can't see in the dark! " "What does the entrance to the trail look
like! " he yelled over the din.  "It's between two big trees" she
screamed.

   That was enough for Scott, as he remembered the trees she was talking
about and the general direction to go.  If they were lucky, they should hit
the entrance of the trail if he drove the Quad up the tree line to the
East. As he started to try and find the trail, they were slammed with a
particularly strong gust of wind.  Just then Scott was hit in the head with
a large branch that had broken off a tree knocking him off the quad and the
kids with him.  They all hit the ground and tumbled in every direction
while the quad did an end-over-end and nosediving into a deep ditch
breaking the frame for added measure.

   The storm ranged on, and Scott, beat up but not out, dragged himself off
the ground, found a large tick for balance, and looked for the kids.  He
was bleeding from his forehead, but there was no time to check it out - he
had to find the kinds.  After stumbling around in the darkness for a few
minutes he found them huddled together hugging tightly and crying. 
"Scott!" they yelled as he approached and cried even harder.  "Are you
guys ok? " He panicky asked?  "I think so" answered Megan.  Caiden
gave him a thumbs - "what a trooper" thought Scott.

   Scott knew now that if they did not get out of this rain soon they could
develop hypothermia.  So, he told the kids they would have to keep going.
"Where are we going now? " asked Megan.  "To the hot spring" Scott
replied.  "We can hold up in the little changing shelter there until the
storm passes, and then figure out what to do. " But for now they had to
keep moving.  The quad was toast, so they would have to hike the rest of
the way.  Luckily, the backpack Megan had stayed on, so they still had some
provisions.

   With amazing luck, they discovered they were just 100 yards from the
trail entrance, and Scott still had the working flashlight in his pocket.
They could barely make the entrance out, but that is all they needed.  Soon
they were in the woods climbing slowly on the path.  Several trees had
blown down over the path and they had to go over them, big enough that they
would have stopped the quad in its tracks.

   Cold and moving slowly they made their way through the woods, and in
about an hour they made it to the hot springs.  It was not easy for Scott
on his new makeshift crutch, but ne managed.  The rain was still coming
down in buckets, and the kids had started to shiver - a sign of approaching
hyperthermia.  He wasted no time getting their wet clothes striped off and
ushering them into the hot spring.

   Once he had them set, he hobbled over and checked on the small shelter
about 100' away.  He opened the door, and managed to find a working
oil lamp and some matches.  He lit it and looked around.  It was a small
hand-built building, very sturdy, with one small cot and some chairs. 
There were no blankets, but it did have a stockpile of old beach towels. 
Unfortunately, there was no food either.  "It will have to do" he said
to himself.

   He went back out, stripped his clothes off, and joined the kids in the
warm waters.  It was a strange sensation to be pummeled with rain on one
side and having most of your body under the warm waters on the other. 
Regardless, he again thanked the man upstairs for getting them safely
there. They sat in silence warming up, and he checked on Megan and Caiden
often to make sure they were doing ok.

   After warming up, they grabbed their wet clothes and carefully walked
back in the pouring rain to the shelter.  Once inside he wrapped the kids
in beach towels and made sure they had a place to lay down.  Scott waited
until the kids had fell sleep, and then he found a little area for himself
in a corner of the structure to curl up in covered in even more beach
towels.

   Scott tried to sleep, but he was very troubled.  They had very little
food, and without rescue he wondered to himself how long they would last
out here.  It was a sad thought, as he didn't really care if he made
it out - he just wanted the kids to be ok.  He had come to know and love
them over the last few days, and wanted them to experience as full a life
as he had, not dying from hunger out in the wilderness.  What a cruel fate,
to slowly die in such a beautiful place.

   Chapter 14 - Temporary Calm

   Scott awoke sometime the next morning to the sound of relative quiet. 
He did not hear any sounds other than the soft babble of the hot springs
near the shelter and an occasional bird call.  Gone were the angry noises
of the storm, replaced with wonderful auditory ambiance of the gentle
forest.

   Through the vents in the shelter came sunshine, and that brightened his
sprits somewhat.  At least they would not have to endure fighting the storm
again.  He sat up and glanced over to were the kids were sleeping.  But in
the dim light something did not look right.  He only saw one small lump
instead of two.

   Panicked, he quickly got up and checked the bed.  Caiden was still
asleep, but Megan was nowhere to be seen.  "Maybe she had to go to the
bathroom" he thought, followed by a spike in his panic of not knowing. 
He quickly went to the door, opened it, and looked around.  He could not
see her.  He ran to the opposite side of the shelter, and just when he was
going to yell her name he saw her; she was in the hot springs looking very
relaxed.  Scott let out a sigh of relief, and made his way over to the pool
to join her.

   "Mind if I came in? " he gently said trying not to startle her. 
"Hi, sure" she replied sounding a little down.  "How are you doing"
he asked, and she answered in monotone voice "we aren't getting out
of here are we. " It sounded like a statement more than a question
thought Scott.

   "Of course we are" Scott said, doing his best to push his own doubts
aside and sound upbeat.  "I will be honest with you though, I am not sure
how or when, but I feel we are going to get out of this one way or another.
Even if I have to grow wings and fly! " He exclaimed.  Megan laughed a
little "You can't do that" she said.  "Well, then, maybe we can
capture some camels and ride them to safety! " he said with an obviously
joking tone.  "There are no camels in the mountains" she said in a
matter-a-fact tone.  "Oh is that so" Scott said, "fine, then when the
band of pirates show up looking for beautiful young girls to work on their
ship I will sell you in exchange for free passage for your brother and I.
-� "What! " Megan exclaimed in a high pitched voice, splashing Scott
with the warm water.  "No way, I'll fight you to get away. " Then
in a deep voice and with a big grin Scott deadpanned "There, is, no,
ESCAPE! "

   With that, Scott grabbed Megan around the waist and Megan, playing
along, mock pounded his chest.  "Let me go!  You're not selling me to
the pirates! " They thrashed around a bit having fun with their little
adventure, and when it was done Megan was straddling Scott's lap, her
chest against his, and her head tucked under his.  They were breathing hard
after the roughhousing, and Scott was happy he was able to get her mind off
their situation for a while.  He really cared for this girl, and love her
as well.  It felt good to be there with her, skin on skin.

   Megan looked up at Scott, moved her face up towards his, and kissed
Scott on the lips.  Scott naturally returned the kiss, and soon their
tongues were dancing in each other's mouths.  They embraced each
other, and continued the kiss for a long time.  Regardless of age, it was
two people loving each other in the moment, comforting each other in a time
of crises, and letting each other know there was a deeper connection to
their friendship.  It was what they both needed at the moment, and to Scott
it felt wonderful.

   Scott started kissing her on the cheeks and neck, slowly using his mouth
on her skin, almost trying to suck her in.  Lower he went, pausing to kiss
and suck on her nipples.  They were getting a little fresh and puffy, and
Megan was beginning to moan softly.

   For her part, Megan reached down between her legs, and finding Scott
-(TM)s hard cock she started to stroke it gently while rubbing it all over
her lower parts.  She could feel it slip just a little into her soft pussy,
but just the very tip.  The feeling aroused her to new heights.  The
10-year-old had no idea that she could feel this way, and didn't want
it to stop.

   Scott was still kissing and feeling her all over with a passion that
surprised even himself.  Every emotion and feeling seemed to run together
when this child was in is arms.  It was unexpected and completely
enjoyable. He could stay like this for the rest of the day he thought,

   Just then Megan got up, turned around, laid back down in a 69 position
in the shallow part of the pond with Scott.  It was obvious what she wanted
to do, and Scott was more than happy to comply.  Once settled, they started
making each other feel very good, with Megan giving Scott a world-class
blow-job and Scott licking, kissing, and sucking on her sex with vigor!

   Megan was alternating from sucking to licking his sturdy pole like a
lollypop, stopping in between to lick his balls while still working his
shaft with her hand.  There was not a moment she was not stimulating him,
and it was hard for Scott to keep from bucking her off because of the
natural reaction of his body to the onslaught of feelings.  It was pure
heaven.

   Scott too was engaged, and licked her pussy up and down, sticking his
tongue into her sweet slit and drilling down as far as he could.  He
flicked and sucked on her clitoris many times, and this drove her wild. 
But, she continued to fondle and suck his cock through it all, even though
she was bucking at the feelings as well.  Soon Scott could plainly taste
the pure pussy juices she was putting out, and that made him lick even
faster.

   They continued for at least 10 minutes before Megan stopped and got off
him.  Confused, Scott thought he had done something wrong.  But with a
smile on her face Megan stepped out of the pool and headed towards the mud
pit.  Scott noticed the sun gleaming magnificently off her wet body.  In
the sunshine, she took on the look of a supermodel, looking over her
shoulder at Scott.  Scott's member, already rock hard from the sucking
and licking stiffened even more at the site of this amazing girl in the
sunshine.

   She walked over to the mud pit, and stepped slowly down, sinking quickly
up to her knees.  To Scott, it was incredibly erotic to watch and listen to
it unfold - the sucking mud pulling her farther down as she made her way
farther out into the mire until her legs up to her thighs where down in the
warm sticky goo.  She looked back over her shoulder, and waved her hand at
Scott to join her.

   Scott did not need any more of an invitation, and carefully getting out
of the pool he made his way over to the pit - his raging hard-on bouncing
all the way.  He stepped in, and felt the now familiar pull of the sticky
sucking mud.  The mud itself was erotic on its own, touching something
almost primeval.  Scott could feel all his senses heighten even more as the
mire pulled him in deeper.

   He moved with some difficulty over to Megan, her giggling a little with
his every step.  The slurping sound as each leg came out of the muck made
it all the funnier to Megan.  "Are you enjoying this? " he asked.  All
she could do is laugh a little more - not that it was any easier on Scott
with his legs banged up.

   Finally, he reached her, and while she was still giggling.  "You think
this is funny do you? " Scott said, as her picked up a little mud a
smeared it on her chest.  She, in turn, picked up a handful of mud and
flung it at his face.  It missed, but that was all it took --.

   She lunged at him and grabbed around his waist trying to get him to fall
backwards.  This backfired and all she did was slide down his front and
ended up in the mud.  While she was down, he gave her a little pat on the
butt checks letting her know "I got ya. "

   But she was not finished yet.  She started to wiggle in the mud trying
to crawl under him.  As she pushed, her head slithered between his legs
followed by her shoulders.  That put him at an angle leaning backwards he
could not recover from, and pulling back out from his legs she took full
advantage of the situation, pushing hard on his chest and sending him
falling back-first into the mud.

   He hit with a "splat," and before he could try and get back up she
jumped on him, straddling his torso with her lovely body.  "HA! " she
exclaimed holding her hands triumphantly in the air.  "Get out of this one
-� she said.  He took the challenge to heart, and tried to heave and buck
her off.  But the mud was making movement very difficult with his legs
stuck in the goo at a 90-degree angle and flat on his back.  All he could
manage to do was lift her up a half-foot or so and try to grab her legs to
try and get some leverage.  All to no avail.

   "Your trapped at my mercy!  I will sell YOU to the pirates when they
come" as she let out her best guttural "Muhahahahaha! " Scott laughed
and asked "So now that I am your prisoner, what are you going to do to me?
-� She thought for a moment, and then a serious look came across her face.
She moved down his body a little and positioned herself with his hard cock
between her pussy lips.  Then, with her hands on his chest, she started to
rub back and forth the length of his cock using the mud as lubricant. 
"Does that feel good? " She asked.  "Oooohhhh --.  amazing little one
-� he answered between sighs of pleasure from them both.  They were covered
in the gooey warm mud, and that just added to the extreme pleasure being
shared.

   After rubbing for a while, she leaned over on his chest, and their lips
met in a kiss once again.  It was a nice, gentle, loving kiss, not rushed
or just a peck in a moment of passion, but a one that is shared between two
people who know and trust one another, that care about each other, and who
have nothing to hide.  Most people would not believe that a 10-year-old
would be capable of such things, but they are, and Scott knew it.  He was
just honored and delighted that Megan felt comfortable enough with him to
share herself in this way.

   The kiss continued, with their bellies sliding all over each other in a
dance of mud-lubed smoothness.  Scott was flexing his body up and down, and
Megan was sliding back and forth, oblivious to anything but the joy and
pleasure they were sharing.

   Suddenly, the two bodies aligned just right, and the tip of Scott's
penis slid into Megan's now slippery pussy.  They both stopped, and
looked each other in the eye.  Then, deliberately and carefully, Megan
started to rise above his chest and letting his cock slowly enter her tight
little vagina now lubed with warm sticky mud.  Inch by inch it went in,
with Megan face echoing her feelings; a combination of ecstasy, pleasure,
surprise, pain, joy, lust, and love.  Scott could feel it sliding up into
her, and every inch buried seemed like a new sensation - a higher plane of
existence and pleasure.  A joy that he had never felt before - a pleasure
beyond his imagination.

   Together, they managed to slide about 4 inches of Scott's 7-inch
cock into her pussy.  Once in, Scott paused and asked if she was OK.  "Yes
-� she replied in a way that almost said -~I'm not sure. ' But
Scott wanted to show her more, so he started sliding in and out with little
slow pushes and pulls until she got a chance to get used to him inside her.

   She scrunched her face up in a funny little expression when he started
gently pushing not too sure about all this.  But within a minute she was
matching his thrusts with downward movements to try and get him in her even
deeper.  The mud was helping lube the tiny love canal, and keeping
everything very slippery while she straddled Scott taking him from below.

   He looked up at her, and she had her eyes closed and face to the sky
undulating on top of him - just trying to keep it together while her mind
tried to process all the feelings she was having.  Scott reached up with
both hands, and started to slide them all over her chest, running over her
nipples and trying to steady her as she bounced on his member.

   They were one now, matching each other's movements to increase the
pleasure.  Each in their own world, but coupled together, and enjoying the
other's bodies to the fullest.  Scott was fucking this little girl,
and she was enjoying it completely.  That alone was a turn on for him, as
he had had this kind of fantasy for years but never thought it would
happen.

   Megan started breathing harder, making cute little noises that indicated
to Scott she was close to orgasm.  He was holding off as long as possible,
wanting this moment to last.  However, he could not control her body, but
follow along with her if he could.

   The bouncing on his cock became more intense, with her movements more
deliberate.  She was moaning almost constantly now, with her eyes looking
wild, like she was in another dimension.  She kept looking at Scott, but
seemed to not see him, then back at the sky, then at Scott again over and
over.  Scott himself was about to cum, and it was obvious that Megan was
too.

   Without warning, Megan came, and let out a mighty sound of someone that
was unrestrained, free, and didn't care who heard her.  Fluid rushed
out of her pussy and mixed with the sweet and mud coating Scott.  At that
moment Scott let loose as well, filling Megan with a firehose of sticky
white cum.  Each pumped into each other for at least another minute before
Megan collapsed onto Scott, having given everything she had to bring
pleasure to her new friend - and to herself as well.

   Scott could not believe how incredible it all felt, and kissed Megan on
the lips a few minutes later telling her "Thank you little one. '
Megan replied "Your welcome -- mud slave. " They both laughed, and just
held each other for a while in post-sexual bliss.  Age did not matter, and
each enjoyed it.  It was how Scott hoped the world would be someday, but he
knew not in his lifetime.  So he resigned himself to enjoy this moment,
with this incredible girl.  He felt a peace he had not felt in a long time.

   Chapter 15 - Time's Up

   Scott and Megan held each other for a little while longer, then got out
and washed the mud off each other in the hot springs pool.  Just touching
her body again made Scott hard, and he was shocked by this in a way.  "At
this age I am lucky it gets up at all! " he laughed to himself.  Once
washed of the sticky goo (mud and otherwise), they started to head back to
the shelter and check on Caiden.

   About halfway back, they heard a sound that stopped them cold.  It was
the low growl of a wolf, and they could see there was not one but a pack
lurking around the shelter.  They saw Scott and Megan and in an instant
took off running towards them.  Megan screamed, and Scott grabbed Megan
-(TM)s hand and yanked her back toward the mud pit and the lake.  Megan ran
ahead while Scott did his best with his makeshift crutch, and they could
hear the panting and growling of the wolves almost upon them.  One trip or
one false step and the wolves would be all over the two.

   Megan made it to the mud pit with seconds to spare and jumped out as far
as she could with Scott seconds behind - landing in waist deep mud father
out then Megan had ever gone in the pit.  The wolves stopped at the edge of
the pit and snarled and growled at the two out in the muck.  Scott counted
5 wolves in front of them, and a few more within sight back near the
shelter.  Several of the wolves tried walking on the mud, but sunk in
quickly with their front feet.  The did not like the mud at all, and that
was fine with Megan and Scott.  For now, they were safe -- as long as they
stayed in the mud - or so they thought.

   Then, two things happened simultaneously.  Megan and Scott started to
sink lower in the goo, and they heard screaming from the shelter - Caiden
-(TM)s screaming.  They could also hear the door to the cabin being
attacked by the wolves.  It was not much of a door, but luckily it opened
to the outside, so trying to push in on it would not work.  However, Scott
figured that if they kept at it the door would not last long.

   Scott and Megan had started to slowly sink in the mud, something that
surprised them both.  The heavy rains may have made the pit deeper Scott
thought.  But, there was nothing to grab onto and when they tried to move
the mud just sucked them down more.  "Quicksand" Scott thought, and
wondered how long they would last.  They could not move, and even if they
could they had nowhere to go.  Either sink slowly down to eventual
suffocation, or try to get to shore and be torn apart,

   While he was contemplating their fate, Scott and Megan heard Caiden
-(TM)s increasing panicked cries for help.  The wolves sounded like they
were ripping the very timber off the shelter, and with every chunk of wood
bitten or pulled off they were one step closer to getting inside to the
naked boy.

   Scott and Megan called out to Caiden to try and get him to stay calm,
but it was no use.  The loud barking and snarling of the creatures made it
impossible for Caiden to hear them.  Megan was hysterical by now, yelling
for her brother while realizing her fate is sealed.  Scott held her tight
and she was shaking and sobbing uncontrollably.  Scott noticed they were up
to their chests in mud now, and considering how hard it was to get out when
it was just your legs it would be impossible at this depth.  All he could
do is hold Megan, say a prayer for Caiden, and hope it all ends quickly
without pain.

   As they sunk lower, and Caiden's cries reached a shrieking level,
Scott thought how he had failed these two.  He was unable to keep them
safe, or get them back to civilization.  He was a failure in his own mind,
and his ineptness cost these two their lives.  In Scott's thinking, it
would have been better to have been killed quickly on the first night of
the flood than to hear and witness this.  There was nothing he could do.

   They then heard Caiden yelling "Their coming in!  Their coming in! 
Help!  Please help! " The noise of the wolves attacking the door reached
a crescendo, and Megan, now having sunk up to her neck, started yelling "I
love you Caiden -- I love you! " Scott's heart was being ripped out,
and he was now openly weeping, not able to hold back the sadness he felt
for these two loving kids any longer.

   Just then, they heard something above the din, and the some of the
wolves turned their heads towards the sound It was quiet for half a second,
then all hell broke loose -

   Dirt clods around the wolves by the shelter were popping up, followed by
the noise of what sounded like an explosions going off.  "Guns" Scott
thought.  The dirt was being kicked up all over, and Megan and Scott could
hear ricochets nearby.  It sounded like a war zone, and the wolves panicked
and headed off in all directions - the shots following them as they went.

   It was then that two men appeared and soon ran down towards them. 
Scott, still overwhelmed, managed to yell and wave at them.  One came
towards the pit and the other went towards the shelter.

   The man approached, and Megan yelled "we are skinning! " The man
grabbed a large long log - and standing it up on end let it fall next to
Megan and Scott in the mud.  The man then shimmied out on the log and
started to grab Scott.  "Her first" Scott said.  But the man said "No,
it's going to take both of us to get her out. " With that, Scott was
positioned so he could lift under one arm and the man on the other. 
Together, they slowly started pulling out Megan a little at a time as the
suction of the mud broke its grip.  They soon had her on top of the log
crawling towards shore.  Then the man helped Scott get up and out, and soon
after they were on firm ground.

   About that time Caiden ran crying down to the pit, and feel into Megan
-(TM)s arms.  They embraced and kissed each other repeatedly, sharing in
the joy of being alive.  Scott sat down on the dirt, held his head in his
hands, and started to cry.  He was overwhelmed with everything that had
happened, but thankful; the men were there.  The kids looked over to Scott,
and knew that he needed them.  They got up and went over the where Scott
was sitting, placed their arms around him, and hugged him tightly.  He
responded in kind, wrapping his arms around them both not wanting to let
go, and silently saying a prayer to the man upstairs once again for the
help he had sent at just the right time.

   Finally, they all stood up and turned to the men two rescued them from
almost certain death who had been silent during their group hug.  Scott was
trying to think of a way to explain to them why they were all very naked,
and why two of them where covered in thick gooey mud.

   "Thank you for coming to our aid" Scott said, "I can explain"
pointing to their obvious nudity.  "Your welcome, and no explanation is
required. " Said one of the men.  "My name is Rick, and this is Bobby.
-� "And you must be Scott, Megan, and Caiden.  Am I right? " Scott and
the kids eyes lit up, and Megan asked "How do you know our names? "
"Because your granddad gave them to us" Rick said, then explained.

   "Your grandad was checking out the Pelton wheel when the water hit.  He
figured it was a log jam up river that let loose at the wrong time.  Well,
it came up to fast for him to get out of the way, and he was washed
downstream for a long way until he hit something with his head and passed
out.  The authorities found him on a river bank just by chance.  But he
didn't have any ID, so they took him to Harborview in Seattle" the
man said.

   He continued, "Tom had a concussion, a broken arm, broken leg, several
cracked ribs, and multiple cuts and bruises.  He woke up two days ago not
knowing where he was or how he got there.  Over a couple of hours, it all
came back to him and all he wanted to do is get to a phone.  Then, he
called us and asked if we could come find you guys.  We have been trying to
get into the area since yesterday, but the going was tough.  We found were
the cabin should have been, but only the foundation remained, so we feared
the worst.  But, we decide to head up here just in case, that is when we
found the wrecked ATV and figured you all had bugged out of the cabin.  So,
here we are.  Hungry? ":

   The kids yelled "Yes! " in unison to the suggestion of food, and Rick
and Bob cooked up some freeze-dried hash browns, scrambled eggs, and
offered up some Gatorade.  Once they had gotten something on their stomachs
he pulled out the Hersey's candy bars much to the delight of the kids.
They were happy campers having been fed and finding out their grandpa was
alive.

   They sat talking while they ate and rested.  It turns out that these two
and Tom went way back to their Army days.  These guys were friends with Tom
in the service, so Scott knew they were in good hands.  But, Scott was
concerned about what conclusions they might draw having seen them all naked
or what stories they might hear from the kids.  so Tom decided that at this
point it may not be a bad thing to inquire a little.

   "Oh that" Bob, the quiet one said, "You shouldn't worry so
much. Tom called us because he knew we could get in here, and the fact that
we think the same way he does about such things. " Bob said with a wink.
"No worries" he added.

   With that, the men gave Scott and the kids some clothes they had brought
just in case, and started heading down the mountain on the path the men had
made.  In about an hour they reached the men's truck, and heading down
the long road past the many trees the men had to cut through to get there.
In no time they hit the freeway and were on their way to Ricks house were
Tom was recuperating.

   Chapter 16 - Reunion

   They arrived at Ricks place on the outskirts of Gold Bar about 40 miles
East of Seattle, and as soon as they pulled up the kids bailed out and
stormed the door.  Scott could hear them yell "Grandpa! " with an
exuberance he scarcely heard before.  It really brought a tear to his eye
as he walked in and saw the kids hugging him tightly.

   Tom took a moment and looked up at Scott still leaning on his makeshift
crutch and mouthed "Thank you" to his friend.  It was then, when the
kids were safely in grandpas arms again, that Scott let himself truly
relax. So much so his legs almost bucked under the gravity of what had
happened.

   Rick suggested they all take showers and get cleaned up while he made a
dinner of homemade pizza for the kids and steaks for the adults.  They all
ate their fill, and retreated to the hot tub out back to let the warm water
work on their tired muscles.  Stripping off their clothes, they all jump
unashamed into the swirling waters under the stars.  The kids floating
freely in the center, giving everyone "floating kisses" as they floated
by much to the delight of the men.

   It was then time to hit the sack, and Scott was welcome to stay with
them in one of the guest bedrooms that Rick offered.  He gladly accepted,
and they all retired to their rooms.

   Scott sat on his bed and thought about the experience he had just gone
through, wondering if he could have done more and filled with self-doubt.
"Could have gotten us all killed" he mused, and even though they made it
out he wasn't ready to forgive himself for not trying harder.  He was
beating himself up pretty badly, and decided it would be better if he just
went to bed.  Maybe someday he could let it go and forgive himself.

   He slid under the covers and almost immediately was half asleep, but not
asleep so much that he didn't hear the door to him room quietly open
and close, and someone tip toeing across the floor.  They lifted the sheet
and blanket and slide in next to him.  He felt a familiar naked and warm
body next to his, and asked "what are you doing here love. "

   Megan answered "I want to sleep with you -- Uncle Scott," and with
that they snuggled up to him in a sweet embrace kissing him on the lips. 
Maybe he shouldn't be so hard on himself Scott thought, as once again
his cock started to rise.

   The End.

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