Seven Brothers for Mel Baxter 7
USUAL DISCLAIMER
"SEVEN BROTHERS FOR MEL BAXTER" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest.
SEVEN BROTHERS FOR MEL BAXTER
by Andrej Koymasky © 2019
Written on June 30th 1989
translated by the Author
English text kindly revised by Jer
CHAPTER 7 - JACK THE PUPPY
IAnd so, we are now at the point where the Baxters found their last brother, Jack the Puppy. It is about this meeting that the official story is less than correct. In fact they didn't meet him in Phoenix, where the eight of them arrived, but in Mesa, as Robinson writes. And Jack was never a beggar as Mac Murdoc writes, and nor a shop assistant in a weapons shop as Cartridge affirms in his book, but he was the son of Mesa's doctor. And last, when the seven brothers went to Mesa, Jack was not eighteen as Melissa Robinson's book reports, but seventeen.
But let's now see how things happened.
You all certainly know how the seven brothers had been hired to intercept and neutralize a dangerous band of deserters living along the Gila river, ransacking isolated houses, raping, plundering and killing. The story tells how our seven followed the gang, which was organized in a military manner and therefore a lot more difficult to rout and defeat than a simple band of outlaws. And how, with a set of ambushes, raids and skirmishes they were able to reduce their ranks, until the final clash right in Mesa's territory. Here at last they succeeded in destroying them, but during the final fight, Red was wounded by a bullet that hit his left thigh.
The brothers had transported Red to Mesa and entrusted him to the local doctor, that is Jack's father. Here the official story cuts everything short, doesn't even mention Jack, and simply tells us that Red was healed.
In reality the operation to extract the bullet had been done, and it was not a difficult procedure, but soon afterwards, a bad infection to the leg cropped up. At first they feared for the worst, and so they had to stop in Mesa about a month and a half. The village, at their times was rather small and the only hotel was under reconstruction because of a fire. So, the Baxter brothers were sheltered in a hayloft and only Red stayed at the doctor's house. One at a time, the brothers came to assist Red, who was unconscious and remained so for a long time. The first time that it was Rufus' turn, Jack was also at Red's bedside, so the two met. Jack felt at once strangely fascinated by Rufus who was, at that time, twenty two years old.
At first, the boy didn't recognize his attraction to the handsome mulatto was a sexual one. In fact Jack had never had the chance to make love with a man. He had already gone with three women, or to be more exact, a girl and two adult women. He found these experiences, while not exalting, quite agreeable. And he never had the occasion, even as a little boy, to play those sexual games so common among puberty age males. But he had learned how to masturbate, by himself. Thank to conversations with his older friends. So at times he indulged himself in that, without any fantasies of males or females, but just searching for physical relief.
So at first, the boy interpreted the attraction he was feeling towards Rufus as pure and simple admiration, also because it was not yet accompanied by a physical arousal. Rufus, for his part, that first time, was worrying about Red and didn't really notice the boy, except for the fact he was a likable person.
When Peter came to relieve Rufus, Jack invited the handsome mulatto into the kitchen of his home, offering him some hot coffee. Being late, everybody at home was already asleep.
"You're all sleepin' up in Maxwell's hayloft, right?"
"Yes, he's been kind to shelter us."
"You're probably not too comfortable..."
"Why not? With our rugs and the hay, it's not bad at all. Because of our work we often have to sleep out in the open, on hard ground."
"You Baxter brothers are really close and devoted, even if you're just step brothers, isn't it right?"
"Ya, we're really close. And it just seems natural to me..."
"Oh no. My brothers and I, for instance, never quarrel but we are... rather indifferent with each other. Each of us is for himself... You, while keeping watch at Red's bedside... it was obvious you felt affection for him, you have him in your heart. It was so good. In my family... there is not so much affection, after Mum died. We remained just four men at home, my father, my two older brothers and me. Each one does his own thing -- only a roof and a table joins us. Nothing else."
"That's sad... And what you do, all day?"
"Since I'm not at all attracted by my father's calling, I work at Webber's shop. You know, the drug-store across the street from the hotel."
"And besides your job?"
"I train with my pistol outside of our village, or I draw, or if I find a book, I read..."
"Don't you have friends?"
"Real friends, no. Mates. But at most we spend some time at the saloon drinking."
"Are you a drinker?"
"No, I don't want to damage myself... But how come you seven brothers are so... so... so physically different?"
"Because Dad was a man who, as soon as he saw a pretty woman, whatever color or race she was, did his best to... have her."
Jack giggled, then said: "Anyway it is great seeing you so joined."
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Not at this moment..."
"Strange, you are a handsome boy..."
"Well, some girls give me sweet eyes... at a dance or at the church... yes, there are, but... I'm not really interested..."
"Oh, and how's that? Don't you feel at times the desire to... to amuse yourself a while? To do... something?"
"Yes, but... the girls, as soon as you try something, start to talk at once about marriage, family, children... I think I'm not game, at least now, to take on a family, to have children..."
"You rather finding relief alone, then."
"Sure, all the boys my age do before finding their girl." Jack answered quietly.
Rufus looked at the boy and thought he really liked the 'kid next door', clean cut face of the lad; framed by his short and somewhat rebellious brown hair. Under his clothes, he should have already developed a well formed body for his age, and not bad at all.
Jack asked him: "Why are you looking at me that way?"
"Nothing. I was just thinking that you're a handsome boy."
"You really are handsome. And also sweet. I was looking at you while you were at Red's bedside, and I thought that I would have loved if one of my brothers were near me with such sweetness, when I was ill."
Rufus, on instinct, reached out his hand and ruffled Jack's hair, then lowered it in a short caress of the boy's cheek.
He was about to pull back his hand, when Jack put his hand on Rufus', grasping it and pressing it to his cheek. "Please don't pull away...Since I was a child, nobody has... has caressed me any more. It's so good..."
Rufus smiled, raised his other hand and put it on Jack's other cheek, then gently said: "It was just a natural impulse for me to caress you, you are so tender with your wide eyes, but... if somebody were to see us now, they would think evil."
"Evil? Why evil?"
"They would think that between me and you there is... that we are two who like to... make love among men. Don't you see?"
"But anyway, nobody can see us."
But Rufus pulled off his hands from the boy's cheeks and dropped himself against the back of his chair, smiling at him.
Jack lightly caressed his cheek, almost as to still feel the other's hand, then said: "I liked feeling your hand... and I like the way you smile at me. I would like to be your brother..."
"Thank you for the coffee, Jack. But now it's late, it's better to go to sleep. See ya..."
"Good night, Rufus..."
The mulatto went back to the hayloft, troubled by the attraction he felt towards the boy. That's why he curtly cut short their conversation and left.
Two days later they meet again. Red was still unconscious. Rufus was sitting at his bedside when Jack entered.
"Hi Rufus! Glad to see you again. How you doing?"
"Fine, and you?"
Jack took a chair sitting next to Rufus: "Fine. Yesterday I saw Peter caressing Red on his cheek, then he gave Red a light kiss. Do you know, my brothers never gave me a kiss, a simple peck? Could you please give me one?"
"Two men don't kiss..."
"Peter kissed Red."
"But you and I are not brothers..."
"Nobody can see us... Please?"
Rufus hesitated - he felt the desire to do it, but he could also feel that the boy was naive. He was afraid of involving him in things that the boy didn't even suspect or want. Rufus felt he was getting aroused, so he decided to resist his own desires and just say 'no', when Jack drew nearer to him, took his face between his hands and put his lips, lightly, on Rufus'. The young man quivered, all his good intentions abandoned him. Taking the boy's face between his hands, parted his lips and his tongue touched the soft lips of Jack. The boy quivered too, parted his lips and his tongue ran to meet the other's. The light kiss changed in something intimate, hot.
Rufus parted, mad at his own instincts, and murmured: "No, stop it..."
"It was great!"
"Yes, but... two brothers don't kiss that way."
"But we are not brothers... and I liked it. And you did too. I felt it, you know?"
"Jack, it's a dangerous game, that you are doing."
"It's not a game. And why... why is it dangerous?"
"It was a lover's kiss... and we are both men."
"But I liked it... Have you already kissed a man this way?"
"You know that in many communities the law punishes two men having sex together, that society condemns them!"
"If they are caught!"
"Did you ever love... did you ever do such things with a man, or a boy?"
"No, never. And you?"
"It's best we stop such kind of things, Jack."
"Nobody's seen us, Rufus. And I want to feel that pleasure again. Please, let's kiss like before..."
"Jack... I enjoyed it too much to allow myself to do it again. I was getting aroused, I mean... I'm afraid that, if we do it again... I would not be satisfied with a kiss. No, I could not gratified myself, I'd try to go further... I don't want us to end in an embarrassing situation."
"Going further? I'll run this risk. Please, kiss me again, Rufus! Please... please..."
Rufus stood up as if to withdraw, but the boy also stood up and put himself in front of the young man, placing his hands on the handsome young mulatto's cheeks and repeated in a whisper: "Please... kiss me Rufus."
The young man hugged Jack vigorously holding him against his chest, and kissed him with strength and passion. The boy quivered and answered with enthusiasm, pressing himself against the young man's body.
When their mouths parted, slightly panting, the boy looked at him with beaming eyes and said: "God, how I like it! I feel all ablaze... I'm aroused... why not... not to go further, Rufus?"
"Going further? Do you have any idea what that means?"
"Yes... it means... making love, I think."
"But you've never did it... with a man."
"No, never."
"You might not like it..."
"There is always a first time for anything. And now, I like it, I like it very much. You know how to do it right, Rufus. Teach me..."
"No. Not now, Jack. Not here. And even then, it's better if we reconsider everything. You are very sweet, Jack, I like you. So, I don't want you to do something you might regret later."
While Rufus was talking, still holding him in a half embrace, Jack lowered his hand to feel between the mulatto's legs, to test the consistency: "You too have a hard on, Rufus. You too want it just like me. I want to make love with you..."
Rufus gently pulled himself away from the boy, sat again and said with sweet resolution: "Yes, Jack, it aroused me having you in my arms, kissing you, that's true. I want you, Jack, I admit it. But I don't want to make mistakes. What we did... it's better if it never happens again. You are too young, you still don't know about life."
Jack looked at him in silence, serious, then without uttering a word, left the room. Rufus was asking himself if he did right stopping the boy. Undoubtedly he desired Jack... and the boy seemed to really desire him. If Jack was a boy who already had experience making love with his own gender, he would have more than willingly made love with him. He still could feel the touch of the boy between his legs, he still could see Jack's eyes begging him to accept...
Red murmured something and promptly Rufus bent over him trying to understand: "Red? Red? Do you hear me? How are you, Red?"
The other didn't answer. Rufus abandoned himself again against the back of the chair. The night was flowing slowly. Jeff came to relieve him. Rufus was about confiding in him, to ask his advice, but in the end preferred to keep silent. He went back to the hayloft. The others were all asleep, so he too lay down to sleep. In the morning he didn't hear the others waking up, standing up. They knew that Rufus had staid awake for a big part of the night, so the brothers left in silence, without waking him up.
They were all out for a while when Jack silently and stealthily snuck into the hayloft, climbed the wooden ladder and searched for Rufus. He saw him, lying on his rug, his clothes carefully folded next to him. He wore only his underwear. He drew near, sat at his side and started to lightly caress the bulge in his underpants. Watching Rufus' eyes, waiting his awakening, he felt the member of the handsome young man swelling under the light fabric, pushing against the palm of his hand. Then Jack, trembling with emotion, with fear and desire at the same time, slipped his hand in the opening of the long legged underpants and reached the palpitating member. The contact of his hand with the naked skin of the genitals, terribly aroused the boy. His blood was pulsating in his temples, he felt like his heart was in his mouth. He continued gently massaging him, his eyes always fixed on the closed one's of Rufus. He saw a light smile fluttering on the full lips of the handsome mulatto, then his eyes opening...
Then on Rufus' face appeared an expression of surprise and he quickly sat up saying: "Jack! What are you doing here? Pull out that hand, come on!"
"No. I want to make love with you. Your brothers left, we are alone... I want to make love with you, please..." Jack begged and seized with his whole hand Rufus' now completely erect member, and sat astride his knees so that he was now facing him.
Rufus looked at him uncertain, but did nothing to pull away the boy's hand from his member, to escape him, to send him away. He desired that boy too much.
Then Jack said: "Kiss me, please... Teach me to make love with you. Feel how full of desire I too am... don't send me away again..."
Rufus raised his hand and caressed Jack on his cheek, smiling to him, and lightly brushed his fingers on the boy's lips. He emitted a soft sigh and said: "Yes, Jack, I surrender... But here it's too dangerous, in broad daylight. Somebody could come in and we'd have no time to tidy up. A kiss, yes; but for the rest... we'll have to find another opportunity, a safer place. I too want you..."
They kissed for a long while and for the first time Rufus felt between the boy's legs testing his firm palpitating member. The boy quivered and abandoned himself between Rufus' arms. Then they parted.
Jack, eyes sparkling, asked: "Where? And when?"
"I don't know... I've no idea..."
"I have an idea... If we ride towards the Gila river, there are the ruins of an old Spanish mission. It's still possible to climb the old tower. Up there nobody can see us and if anybody approached, we'd have time to get dressed. I can say I brought you there to show you the panorama. Let's go immediately, please..."
"Don't you have to go to the shop?"
"I stopped there already, and told them that I was busy this morning... I'll go get my horse. We can meet on the road leading to the river, all right?" the boy asked, excitedly.
"All right, I'll come."
They met outside the village. They rode until they reached the ruins atop a gentle hill. They clambered up the tumble-down staircase of the old tower. Putting the horse rugs down on the floor of the empty belfry, Rufus sat in the center and pulled the boy to him. Jack sat on his lap, embraced him and French kissed him lovingly.
"You'll have to teach me everything, Rufus... God, how happy I'm, being here with you... at last!"
Rufus smiling, nodded in agreement and started to undress the boy. Jack, quivering, busied himself with the young man's clothes. When their upper bodies were naked, Rufus caressed his companion's chest, back, and bent to suck his nipples. Jack vibrated, moaning his pleasure, then wanted to give the same attention to his companion.
"If I'm not good, Rufus, tell me. Teach me. I want to learn correctly, I want you to be happy with me..."
Rufus didn't answer but, kissing him again, started to undo his belt and trousers, readily imitated by Jack. Then, seizing trousers and underpants, lowered them quickly. Jack raised his pelvis to help free his clothes and Rufus pushed them to the boy's knees.
Then, looking at the now naked boy, one hand caressed the erect member of the boy, while the other his fine balls, and said: "You are well developed, Jack..."
"Do you like me? Are you happy being here with me?"
"Yes, I like you. And I want you, Jack!"
"I too want to see you... let me pull off the rest of your clothes..."
Jack pulled off Rufus' boots then, seizing the trousers by the end of the legs, pulled them off. Rufus raised his pelvis and let slip away both his trousers and his long legged underpants, offering himself to the attentive and fiery look of the boy. When he had freed his companion of his last garments, Jack pulled off his boots and finished undressing himself. Then Rufus pulled him again and made him lie on his back by his side. He rolled on top of him and started to kiss and caress the boy. Jack was strongly panting and moaning, victim of intense pleasure.
Rufus, pivoted on the boy's body, going upside down and on all fours, putting his knees at the sides of the boy's head and his elbows at the sides of his hips. Then with his hands caressed the balls and member of the boy, and lowered his head to lick, and suck them... Jack rocked in intense pleasure, and looked, fascinated by the swollen genitals of the mulatto hanging on his face like ripe fruits ready to be picked, savored. He lifted his hands to feel them, to caress them, then, imitating Rufus, raised his head a bit and started to eagerly lick, suck.
Rufus raised the boy's legs and folded them, pushing them against the boy's chest, so that his pelvis rotated upwards. Spread his sweet butt and lowered to lick the hot furrow, the palpitating little hole so exposed. Jack was now moaning aloud, and was enjoying the treatment that was arousing in him sharp pangs of pleasure. His hole, well wet with saliva, palpitated surrendering to the pressure of the tip of Rufus' tongue, receiving it.
"Ah, it's great, it's too beautiful! Ah, Rufus, you are driving me mad with pleasure! It's too great..." he panted aloud and again started to suck the big flesh pole he had in front of his eyes.
Rufus separated and knelt in front of the boy's ass, keeping his legs pressed against his chest, and aimed his rod shining with the boy's saliva at the well lubricated hole of the boy.
He barely pushed, but without penetrating him, and said: "I want to push all of it inside you, Jack..."
"Yeah... do it..."
"But I'm afraid of hurting you. You're still a virgin, and mine is not so small..."
"Push it all inside, Rufus, please!"
The mulatto, guiding with his hand, pushed a little and felt the hole slowly begin to open. He was watching the intense expressions on the boy's face. The bright smile of the boy changed in a slight grimace of pain.
Rufus became still: "I'm hurting you."
"Don't worry. Push!"
"I don't want to hurt you. I prefer to stop..."
"No! Don't pull away, please! It hurts a little, but I'm not afraid. And I like feeling... invaded by you. Push..."
Rufus, trying to control himself and to use all his gentleness, started to push again little by little, penetrating him for another half inch. He again became still so that the boy's muscles could get used to the invasion and relax. Drops of sweat were dripping off his face from the effort to hold back. He felt Jack's hole palpitate around his glans, almost in a silent prayer to continue...
The boy smiled at him, raised his hand to wipe away the sweat from the young man's face, in a delicate caress: "I like it, I swear. The pain is not unbearable, believe me. Push it all inside me, Rufus, don't be afraid for me. Push, Rufus... push..."
Rufus made his rod rotate with his hand so that the tip massaged the dilated hole, then pushed again and slipped inside him for half its length. Jack moaned and the mulatto again became still.
"But I'm hurting you..."
"Please, Rufus, don't mind that. Just push it all inside me. I want you inside me, I like it. Your desire arouses me, it's so good feeling wanted... it's the first time. I want to be yours, all yours. Go on, Rufus, don't... a aaah, sooo... aaaah, yeah... yeeeeaaaah... aaaah, aaah, aah..."
At last the young mulatto had completely slipped inside the boy and now his balls were compressed against Jack's butt. "Here I am... I'm all inside you, my boy! And now... now I'll start... to fuck you... slowly slowly. If you feel too much pain, you just tell me and I'll stop..."
"No, go! Fuck me! Your dick seems doubled now that I feel it inside me. You are filling me completely... Fuck me, go on, make me yours!"
Rufus started to slip in and out of him, rocking his hips so that his member massaged thoroughly all the walls of his love channel, and especially the boy's prostate. Jack's face was a mixture of ecstasy and pain, but his eyes shone encouraging Rufus. With one hand, Jack caressed Rufus' chest, the other was masturbating himself. Rufus lightly picked the boy's nipples and Jack moaned his intense pleasure out loud. And Jack suddenly cummed sprinkling their bellies and chests. While he was cumming he moaned aloud, rocking, and felt that his companion was cumming too, filling his deepness with his warm cream.
They parted and Rufus laid on top of Jack, caressing and kissing him. "I hurt you, right, puppy?"
"Who remembers any more... It was really splendid... I liked so much watching your strong body tossing on top of me... feeling your strong hard dick rocking inside me... We will do it again, right?"
"I'd like to. But it won't be so easy. If we are seen withdrawing too often together, somebody will think that's weird. They'll suspect, don't you think?"
"We can say we are going for target practice..."
"Anyway... as soon as Red is healed, we'll have to leave..."
"And I'll come with you."
"But... your father, your family, what will they say?"
"Nothing."
"And then... I have to ask my brothers if they agree..."
"Do you think they'll make a fuss? They don't need to know why I want to come with you..."
"That's not the problem. I don't know. I just have to talk with them."
"Rufus, I... I think... I think I'm in love with you!"
"We just met... You know nothing about me."
"Yes, it's true... and yet... I feel I love you."
"Let's go back to Mesa, now."
"Will you talk with your brothers?"
"Yes, as soon as possible."
"When will you give me an answer?"
"As soon as possible."
"Will you tell them we made love?"
"What would you prefer?"
"I don't know. You know them. What ever you decide, is good with me."
So, Rufus talked with his brothers. They decided they would accept him, especially when Rufus told them that he thought he too fell in love with the boy. But first they would have to explain to him who they really were, how they lived. So, that same evening, when Mark went to the doctor's house to take his turn after supper, he told Jack that the other brothers were waiting for him up at the hayloft. The boy, guessing the reason, ran, feeling anxious.
Mel told him all about themselves, and at the end asked him: "So, do you still want to join us?"
"Now more than ever! I will be your youngest brother, your puppy (and so his nickname started) and can make love with all of you. What more or better could I ask from life? But above all I can do it with Rufus... I don't want to offend any of you, but Rufus for me remains the most beautiful and likable... and he's my first man!"
When Red finally recovered his senses and felt better, they introduced him to his new little brother. Jack had already told his father that he wanted to join the Baxter brothers and work with them. So he had started to go to sleep in the hayloft with them, having the freedom to make love, in the dark of the night, with his Rufus and the others.
When at last Red was able to travel, the family of the eight Baxter brothers, now complete, started again their nomadic life.
CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 8
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