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Authors name: Bootscooter (simplerecipes@msncom)
Story title : August Moone - 2
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August Moone With 'Hey Dude' Parody Theme
by Bootscooter (simplerecipes@msncom)
***
2nd Chapter moving on to other characters from the Hey
Dude Nickelodeon program; small brief encounters with
"other" guests; a very strange "spying" encounter with
Lacey the wrangler for the Bar-None -- you've got to read
it to believe it! And finishing up with young Joshua, Mr.
E's son. (but stay tuned for the next chapters...the
remaining "employee? characters" are in for a real treat.
***
Chapter Two: Spy Games
Continuing narly business at the Bar-None Dude ranch
featuring the Hey Dude Gang
*****
That very evening, August was up to his old tricks --
with a little help from the Government Issue Device Item
0110. It wasn't a general issue item, the Device; it was
classified, top secret. But carelessness on the part of
government employees and August Moone being in the right
place -- he just helped himself. Having legitimate
credentials as an archeologist/anthropologist helped (and
allowed) him certain rights to wander about usually-
generally secure government areas and installations.
For the most part August worked on legitimate reasoning.
Encountering the GI Device Item 0110 was the find of a
lifetime. He endured agonizing hours, months,
years.before finally understanding some of its unique
functions.
He did realize the extreme potential of the Device --
why, he could be the world's greatest spy; an assassin
above all others, the supreme bank robber! The
possibilities were endless. Endless.
Unfortunately there was the minor hick-up.the Device had
a slight flaw that for some unknown reason without fore
warning.it would shutdown. And that was a bad thing. No
warning whatsoever, leaving its possessor in a possibly
precarious situation. And that was a very bad thing.
August didn't know what was the catalyst for causing the
Device to crash so suddenly. There seemed to be no
reasoning that he could ascertain. A tried a few times to
glean info from government specs on the world wide web,
but assumed that for absolute info.he would have to find
the Device's creator(s).
He nixed that notion and sought to discover all the
abilities (and inabilities) of the Device himself. For
however long it would take.
Meanwhile.
With Device in hand, hidden, he set out just at evening
type time to make a night of it. He set his eyes (and
cock) on a very pretty young lady, a pre-teen she was. A
party dress she wore, long dark hair very curled
cascading down her body concealing her lovely young
breasts. She captivated August, she was adorable.
She was NOT an employee. August couldn't understand, why
on Earth would parents desiring quality time to
themselves go on vacation and take their children!?
'Oh well, more the better for me!' he quipped to himself.
Her parents and other siblings were going to the barn
dance held once a week. It was a big to-do and everyone
gussied up in their finest.just like in the olden days.
The young-young teen had been observed entering the
rustic old barn, but moments later observed leaving said
barn.
As she crossed the large open area making way to the
guests housing, August quickly "acquired" her brain
waves. It took a moment, she was moving fast and the
distance was just at the limit range of the Device. There
were other folks around, some he knew where employees on
their off-time, others were on-duty. There was no
security per se at the Bar-None, August figured that in
due time that was going to change.
As the girl bounded up the wooden steps to the plank
walkway, turned and made way down to the room her folks
and she (and various sibs) were staying, August nailed
her. He saw on the Device screen her brainwave pattern
and that it was well acquired.
The girl paused, stopping dead. August checked the
immediate surroundings and entered a special code, then
made a whisper into the mic of the Device, "Go around the
corner, into the alleyway." he sent the message and
waited for it to be received and acted on.
Again he checked his surroundings then moved stealthily
through the darkening evening.
She was pretty and smelled wondrous. He brushed her cheek
and admired her. With the setting of darkness he couldn't
glean too much detail, but had seen her earlier in the
light and so he was somewhat satisfied. He enveloped her
with a hug, she did not respond. (which was a good
thing). He patted her backside then draped a hand down to
her lovely-lovely ass... and gave it a gentle squeeze.
She was all of thirteen, just barely. His hand moved
effortlessly up and down her body, pulling her powder
blue Church Social dress up, finding nothing underneath
save for her matching powder blue undies with yellow
flowers emblazoned on them.
A hand slipped inside the undies and squeezed cool bare
flesh, digging down to the crack to diddle the tight ever
so tight anus. August's cock surged to life, demanding
attention. He pressed his lips to the girl's, shoving his
tongue into her mouth, sliding her panties down to expose
her ass.
Her dress he raised up and guided his enthralled cock
against her young womanliness. He sighed and rubbed the
schlong against her furry patch, poking and prodding her
virginity. Her dress was up high on her chest, her neck;
thusly not allowing him easily to feast on her young
breasts.
He checked his surroundings again and moved the girl
further down the alley, a small space separating two
quest quarters buildings. Behind the buildings were some
old furniture, hay bales, ranch type equipment long
forgotten. The girl was laid out on one of the rotting
hay bales, her legs raised up and panties removed.
August on his knees pressed his mouth to the teen's
snatch box and drove his tongue DEEP inside her. "Amanda"
twitched and gyrated at the violation, but she was still
under his control. August noshed and licked, sucked and
slurped his way into pure unadulterated ecstasy; the girl
experienced multiple orgasms and coated Auggie's face
with her juices.
He was elated.
He held off fucking her, for now. But he DID lay his
prong against the sweet virgin lips and hump madly until
he spewed. The spunk he diddled to her asshole, pussy,
and with a cum laden finger into her mouth. He managed to
"command" her to suck him, placing her on her knees and
taking his goober into her mouth for a moment of
satisfying sucking.
Naturally the girl made faces, retched, gagged, and
thrashed her head about. She was not a cocksucker. For a
lark, August kept her panties, tucking them into his
shorts, nestling them about his aching dong. Amanda was
returned to where she had last been in "normal" mode and
returned to her own mind.
The girl nearly fell as she was "released", stumbling,
retching, rubbing her groin and being very confused. An
older sibling had come searching for her, he came to her
aid and August was distracted by the sneaky Mr. E.
"Sooooo, did you find anything today?" asked the geeky
cowboy. August replied that he hadn't even started, but
was planning on it come the morn. Mr. E was in a
talkative (nosey) mood, trying to be helpful with
offerings of showing him the maps he had in his office,
his fore knowledge of the property outskirts, etc.
August not wanting to be rude or tip his hand that he was
something other than what he claimed--graciously accepted
the map look see and left Amanda and her brother to their
own doings.
****
"Cotton-eyed Joe" was playing for the umpteenth time by
the time August ambled out of Mr. Ernst's office. He
fumed at the prospective thought of having MISSED
something -- an opportunity to have a little "fun." Oh he
knew he had time, plenty of time... but still, it was
just the idea of having missed a possible prime
opportunity.
There were still some guests tromping about in the dance
hall, this was a booze-free atmosphere so everything was
quaint and congenial -- there was wine and beer served
with meals, but nothing more so as guests wouldn't get
out of hand.
August slowly made his way across the open area, still a
little miffed, but getting over it. Mr. E was alright,
just a little starved for some recognition. Auggie let it
be and moved on, just ambling with no particular place to
go; he wasn't tired, he had slept all afternoon.
He came to the stables, at first he just came to the rail
fence and leaned against it, staring out into the vast
desertscape beyond. He sighed, drank in the coolness of
the evening, contemplated this, thought about that,
lusted heavily for everything else.
It was then that his Narly Senses alerted him to
something--narly. (hey, if Spiderman can have Spidey
senses -- then August Moone can have Narly Senses.)
There was something going on--close by. Using extreme
stealth he slipped up alongside the stable wall and
peered down the open side. The heavy scent of horse shit
fill the air, he heard a horse fart, one whinny, another
one ripped a narly bubbly horse fart.
But there was something more. Cautiously he made his way
along, carefully peering into the inky darkness of each
stall. All he saw was hoseys. Until he came to the middle
stall. Here there was something amiss -- something
definitely amiss. Someone -- someone was INSIDE the horse
stall. Which was a bit unusual, so August assumed. But he
couldn't see a damn thing, but was mildly aware of it
being so.
There was another aspect to the Device Item 0110... he
hadn't tried it in a long-long time -- mainly due to the
fact that afterward it left him drained, ill, major
fucking headache and blurred vision for hours. Even
afterwards he was still a little out of it and would
require a cool down period lasting anywhere's from 4-6
hours.at least.
But, on the other hand.
He contemplated. The horse before him whinnied. Cotton-
eyed Joe struck up another round, some guest were leaving
the barn dance barn heading for bed, it was near
midnight. August sighed -- contemplated, then began
instructing the Device to do its thing.
Now, the ability to capture brainwaves and manipulate
them was one thing; going about invisible--now that was
something else entirely. But August assumed that he was
not actually "invisible" per se -- just to the person .
the person being "affected." To anyone else he was still
visible, the Device continued to manipulate the Victim.
But along with being rendered Invisible to Sight, the
Device gave August Clear Sight.even in pure darkness. It
was a gray field, kind of like very low light at dusk in
a forest of gray trees. Not much in the way of color
schemes, but that was okay, he liked black & white
television anyways.
He had to lean against the stable wall for support as a
sudden wave of nausea enveloped him, seething through his
body and making almost sea-sick. It passed momentarily
and he was alright. He dreaded what was to come when his
spying was complete -- he would be a little more than
just sea-sick.
With a deep sigh and once more peered into the stall of
Gammy. Now he could see, it was like looking at a black &
white movie, but at least he could see. There was a near
constant ringing in his ears, another component "just
dessert" for his shenanigans. He paid it no mind and saw
someone for sure within the stall.
That someone was "busy" UNDER the horsey.
August was greatly curious and with the most extreme
caution he could muster, he opened the unlatched stable
door. Many minutes were needed to ensure that his
entrance would go unnoticed. Only the horse whinnied at
his presence, shifted on his feet (hooves) and was
somewhat antsy. Under the horse there was commotion.
Serious narly business at hand. August spotted the strewn
clothing in the scattered hay, kneeling down he saw it
was the wrangler Lacey. She was the chief horse breaker,
the one who cared mostly for the horses -- and how. She
was nude and masturbating the horse, Gammy!
August had seen many weird fucking things in his years --
but this by far was the topper. He had heard of such
things occurring -- but never had he seen anything like
it. He was aware that girls sometime had a thing for
their dogs.but a horse!?
Lacey was in her mid 30s or thereabouts, she was a short
haired curly blond, pleasant enough, somewhat pretty -- a
serious tomboy with rough edges. But she was alright --
especially naked.
The horse had previously cum--the spent juices coated
Lacey's throat and chest. She was once more bringing
Gammy to climax, kissing the tip of his enormous cock and
getting into the dirty deed. August didn't know what to
think, nor did his cock -- it wanted to get hard but this
was just too fucking weird.
After several long minutes, the woman ceased her
masturbating the horse and panted, rubbing her hands all
over her cum laden nude body. She then scooted over a hay
bale and placed it under Gammy's belly. Then she
positioned herself on the bale, opened her legs and
brought the long horse schlong to her quim!
August about fell over.
Lacey raised her hips up to greet the cock, pulling and
tugging on the funky dong, pressing the massive "head"
against her pussy. It was too much, August felt ill and
his cock was confused. This was supposed to be a sexual
thing, a sexual encounter. It was a bit much.
Lacey continued with her show, turning over and shoving
her ass up to greet the cock, rubbing the phallic against
her cheeks and trying to sodomize herself. Gammy seemed
pleased, whinnying and prancing about, bucking and
shooting loads and loads of hot sticky gooey cum.
August couldn't do anything more, he couldn't get Lacey's
brainwaves -- not to the manipulation mode. She was on
her own doing and August feared over taxing the Device
should he attempt to do more. So he was trapped. Lacey
sucked on Gammy's cock, fondled his balls then hugged the
huge animal, squatting before him for a pee before
gathering her clothes and walking out, still naked and
still covered in horse cum.
August stepped up to the huge beast, the two met eyes and
August hung his head. Gammy nodded, whinnied, and farted.
****
The following day: August was out in the surrounding
hills and desertscape making a valiant effort of his
purpose. His mind, though, was not on locating Indian
artifacts -- his mind was filled with Lacey and Gammy. He
did find some chart, a spot where at one time an Indian
had squatted and chipped out a suitable knife, arrowhead
of some sort, a cutting blade to skin whatever animal he
could find or had found.
It was and stressful out in the searing heat, Lacey and
Gammy filled his mind.she would be an interesting woman
to encounter. He held her on the back burner, he had
others he wished to "encounter."
With little in finding something legit, he returned to
the ranch, avoiding the prowling-wandering Mr. Ernst and
made for his room, showered, and sat at the desk
overlooking the ranch's open area, contemplating. He saw
a few prospects that were worthy of his attention. He saw
Amanda, too. He smiled and his cock surged. She was
flanked by an older brother and another sister not too
much older than she.
Then he saw Bradley. Bradley he had seen with Melody the
day before. She was dark haired, tall, serious tomboy but
had some charm to her just the same. She was a serious
horse rider and had a major tight butt. August was
enthralled with her.
He made note of the fact that Mr. E struck off in his
jeep, making for town. August breathed a sigh of relief,
the man was alright, but talkative. Bradley was nowhere
to be seen, naturally. August sauntered across the open
area to one of the many barns, eyes darting about in
search of the elusive butt.
He hadn't left the steps of the office-guest building
when once again his Narly Senses kicked in. He waited a
moment, trying to hone in on where his senses were
directing him. He nodded his head the cowboy way to some
pretty items crossing his path. He turned his attention
to the Duty Board posting nearby, noting that Bradley and
Melody had just taken a small herd of city slickers out
for an afternoon romp in the desert.
He sighed. He wasn't disgruntled or put off by it, there
were other choices. His Narly Senses, though, were still
active. Something somewhere was happening, close by. He
came to the corner of the building and felt that he
needed to go down the lee side. An old wagon was here,
wagon wheels as decoration lain up against the rustic
dull red two story barn conversion. No one was about, he
continued his trek... which opened up to the back area of
the ranch, facing out into the wide expanse of desert. A
couple of more old wagons and assorted barn/ranch stuff.
His alerted senses brought him to slink along the back of
the office-guest room/lounge building, coming directly to
a dirty paned window. It was blocked by a red checkered
curtain, but with dire determination he could just peer
inside through the crack.
He risked someone coming around and seeing him spying,
but it was a well worthy risk--for inside was young
Joshua--Joshua was Mr. E's pre-teen son.and he was naked.
And he was naked and humping. Humping what?
August couldn't rightly tell, that sucked. But someone
was on the long burgundy couch--it was Mr. E's private
office -- the office where August had been led into for
the long drawn out boring convo the day before.
August stepped back--he thought, contemplated--then
thought some more. The heat of the sun prompted him to
move his ass. He slinked along the rustic building,
pausing now and then to check the Device's functioning,
then continued onward. At the boardwalk in front of the
office check-in, lounge, guest quarters, etc. he paused,
scanned the area, eyed a few other prospects, then moved
on inside the building.
A very slender young tender young lady was tending the
check-in-out desk, incredible brown eyes, soft
complexion, very tan, demure she was and alluring. She
captivated August.like most young pretty things did. She
wore this day beige walking shorts that were short with
wide legs. His cock surged and demanded attention.
But he was on a previous mission.
He made a note to "check-in" with the girl later on. He
deemed that she was about twenty or so, small chest,
great ass -- she was worthy of his attention.
He carefully made his way along, tapping those brainwaves
that needed "tapping" to ensure that he moved without
questioning stealthily along to his destination, Mr.
Ernst's back private office.
Naturally the door was locked, it was down a short
hallway and marked PRIVATE. Mr. E had another office, the
congenial everyday office further up across from a
bathroom. But there, too, was his most private of private
offices, his "getaway"/leave me alone office.
August paused outside the office, contemplated, wasn't
sure if it would work--closed his eyes, prayed to the God
of Devices (assuming that there was one) then began
working the wondrous gadget in his hands (uh, that would
be the Device Item 0110.) There were several moments of
nothing, the screen he watched remained blank, no
indications that anything was happening. He shook his
head and decided that if it was going to work it would
have.
Suddenly, there was a flicker and a brief flash of amber
light with numbers and lines. He paused, held his breath
and then--there was strong indications that the Device
was making "contact" with the Subject/Victim.
He waited until the indications were confirmed before
proceeding. This didn't take too long, the Device was a
wondrous gadget and within a minute (or two) all
indications led Auggie to believe that the person on the
other side of the door--was his to command.
He sent a single command--open the door.
It was thirty seconds before the sounds of someone
scuffling across the floor could be heard. Auggie checked
the status indicators and all revealed to him that it was
a go, the brain wave patterns were still intact. August
assumed then that the heavy oak door probably had
something to do with the density factor.
He didn't mind, he didn't care--so long as the damn
fucking door opened!
And it did.
Standing there butt bare assed naked was Joshua, Mr. E's
young son, cum dripping in strands from his pud. August
was elated. Quickly he entered into the private room and
manipulated the boy into returning to that deed of which
he had been doing prior to being distracted. August shut
and relocked the door. On one of the two odd-green odd
shaped sofas was a love doll.
Not an ordinary love doll by any means--very life-like.
Very. The skin textures, the hair, the face, the love box
and backdoor--all extremely life-like. Young Joshua
remounted the "woman" who August took to be kinda teenage
like and so much as a "woman." Joshua didn't care, nor
did August. (and apparently nor did Mr. E of whom the
love doll belonged.
Joshua had previously cum, his young cock needed just a
little time to relax and recover before returning to
"fuck" mode. He settled on the love doll and sucked on
her 28 B cuppers, grinding his youngness into the doll's
sex. August, still having minor control over the young
boy, stripped naked and rubbed the lad's ass, parting his
cheeks and fingering his hole. August had never fucked a
love doll, not when banging the real thing could be had.
Gingerly he caressed the lad's ass, tugging at his
testicles and lightly fingering the swamp box of the love
doll. His own bone screamed for attention. August watched
the boy slip his young pud into the doll's life-like
snatch and commence to fuck. August positioned himself
behind the boy and guided his missile into the lad's
rectum.
There was some effort involved here--the lad's hole was
rather tight. But there was sweat and with a finger
gouging the sphincter, some spittle, some pre-cum and
some cum from the boy's own organ--anal penetration was a
done deal.
Slow penetration--slow and easy. August pressed the head
of his cock into the pre-teen's hole and with measured
determination continue the assault until sunk as much as
he himself could stand. The boy was still preoccupied
with sucking the doll's titties as well as humping her
snatch--he was oblivious to the fact they he himself was
being fucked.
At length Joshua managed another cum shot, causing his
young ass to flinch and clench. Causing enormous sexual
pleasures (with minor discomforting pain) to Auggie's
dong. He smacked the boy's ass, squeezed hard the cheeks
and plowed his pleasure until filling the young hole with
love cream.
****
Stay tuned for chapter three; it's a goodie; get your jiz
rags ready!
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form.
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