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Story title : August Moone - 3
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August Moone With 'Hey Dude' Parody Theme
by Bootscooter (simplerecipes@msncom)
***
Here in the 3rd chapter we have August Moone checking out
the members of the Hey Dude gang; a brief interlude with
the Boys members, then a frolic out into the desert
whereupon the entire gist of this story begins to take
place.
***
Chapter Three: Hey Dude
A good hour August had spent with Mr. E's son, Josh. He
had filled the lad's rectum, spanked him, peed on his
genitals, and popped off a load into the boy's mouth. The
boy had gone down and cleansed the snatch he had been
fucking on the love doll; and thereafter August had taken
his own turn.
He was surprised to find how intriguing the love doll
was, and more than that how much there was "lifeness" to
the life-like doll. It was incredible, unbelievable,
unconscionable at how much to the likeness of boning the
real thing there was in comparison to the love doll.
But August understood, Mr. E was stuck out in the desert
with scads of beautiful young ladies about--he had to
have some recourse lest he found himself banging one of
the horses! (or his son)
The owner/operator returned just before sundown, Joshua
had contemplated his involvement with the doll, cleaned
it up and tucked it away in a special "hidden" closet.
August slinked out to his room, showered, and let the GI
Item 0110 cool down some itself.
At dinner in the main dinning hall later on that eve he
saw the object(s) of his desire--Melody and Bradley. He
pursed his lips and stared at them, drinking them into
his mind. His cock surged, balls swelled, asshole
tightened. Both girls were highly desirable, delectable,
delicious. He had already messed with Melody, but he
yearned to "mess" with her more so, he had a thing for
ultra cute blond girls.
Through most of his life August had been an observer; in
his brief military career as well as for himself--
observing life, other people, the progression of
depravity, architectural changes, life changes in
general. Mostly, though, he observed people. Currently he
observed two young teen boys who seemed to be buddies to
subjects Melody and Bradley. The observation duly noted
the lust in both the young teen boys' eyes, how they
chatted to one another when the girls went off to the
bathroom. There were other girls at dinner, some were
employees, some guests. With the little Device, August
smiled inwardly to himself, the possibilities were
endless--absolutely endless! He cracked his knuckles (a
bad habit) and thought carefully, mulled, and then made
his way along across the dinning hall to the short hall
to the restrooms.
It had been a while since last he had "checked-in" to a
public bathroom. He fondly remembered his first time, at
an elementary school no less. With the images of that
time firmly entrenched in his demented mind, he made good
with becoming Invisible--enabling another facet of the GI
Device Item 0110. True Invisibility, the Device created a
field of his own brain waves, disturbing the "air"
surrounding him to such a degree that he was virtually
unseeable.
There were some hazards to this; afterwards he often was
very ill, dizzy, disorientated. The Device initiated
invisibility didn't last as long as did when he used a
Victim/Subject's brainwaves, so he had to be timely and
careful. And regardless, whether by the Device or brain
waves, just because he was invisible didn't mean that he
couldn't be "felt", smelt, heard, etc.
He saw his own brain wave pattern displayed on the
monitor of the Device, assuring him that his waves were
"captured" and he could initiate the invisibility mode.
Of which he did.
Time was pressing, though, he had to hurry if he was
going to see anything of worth. He eased into the
bathroom, dull western wood paneling, low lighting from
old antique lamps on two counters, some lighting from
recycled lanterns hanging from the exposed rafters.
Four bathroom stalls, two were "occupied." At his time of
arrival, though, the Subjects had completed their
"business" and were pulling up their clothes. He was
about to disengage his invisibility trick and whammy the
Subjects as they emerged from their stalls, when the
bathroom door opened and two more (potential) Subjects
entered. Women, one was a grandmother while the other was
possibly Methuselah's wife. August suddenly saw a brief
flicker on the Device's LCD screen. He felt a quickening
surge of dizziness envelope him and it was time to
boogey.
He barely made it into the men's room before the unique
Item 0110 blinked out and shut-down. He then kissed the
hard wood tiled floor.
He lay still and prone for a moment, awash with dizziness
much the same feeling as seasickness. Several minutes
were needed to cast off the illness and gather himself,
he could not afford anyone coming to his rescue, the
nifty gadget in his possession would certainly be the
object of someone's attention. With his face soaked in
the cool refreshing waters of the old style porcelain
basin, he felt somewhat better. There was still the
lingering nausea seething through his body, but the ill
effects of his Invisibility trick were diminishing. He
made a mental note NOT to attempt such a debilitating
thing again.
Several more minutes were needed to fully recover. Other
patrons visiting the rustic bathroom assumed that he had
had too much to drink and joshed him. It only further
instilled in August Moone the reasoning why he did not
socialize with the general populace.
Once 99% back to his old self, he slipped out and hugged
the dinning hall wall, making his way to the entrance
doors.
"Mr. Moone!" came a voice. August groaned, he rolled his
eyes and sighed deeply. Mr. Ernst hustled up and began a
five minutes conversation involving ancient Indian
Artifacts.
The cool air of the desert did him good. His mind was
still somewhat fraught with his earlier occurrence ills;
but he was recovering fast. Long winded
attention/recognition starved Mr. E held him up for
several minutes before thankfully a big busted guest
distracted him--August was eternally grateful and scooted
away before anything could happen.
In the shadows August made his way across the open to the
bunk houses. He had been on a "mission", got distracted,
waylaid, confused, and then the "mission" just seemed to
be simply scrubbed; once making the end of the bunkhouse
boardwalk he sighed and felt the bed in his guest room
calling him.
The heel of his boot hadn't hit the hard packed dirt when
his Narly Senses kicked in. He paused, debated,
deliberated, then returned to the "mission." Leaning
against the bunk house outer wall he strained his mind to
pick up on what he had "sensed." Cautiously he moved down
to pause at a door. Lanterns spaced along the rafters
provided dim lighting, it was a moonless night; a horse
whinnied from the nearby stables.
The door opened and there stood a naked young teen.
August smiled, the "boy" was a handsome fart, tall, nice
features, and had the hots for Melody. August slipped
into the room and shut (and locked) the door behind him.
He put the boy back into whatever it was that he was
doing, and did likewise to the teen's roommate. The two
boys were Ted and Danny. Fast friends to Melody and
Bradley. August had it on good authority, though, that
neither Melody or Bradley cared much for Ted--this
information August had gleaned slightly before his
illness overwhelmed him earlier. The girls liked Ted, it
was just that he was so full of himself, obnoxious,
egotistical, self-absorbed, etc.
Danny was alright, he was fifteen and American Indian. He
was cool and likeable. Ted was sixteen and so-so
likeable. He was skillful as a horseman, could rope and
be one with his horse. But it was off the horse that
proved him to be something other than a horse (jackass).
August, though, still got the impression from the girls
that they really wouldn't mind a "fling" with Ted. No
more info could be garnered as his illness had
interrupted and ..
Ted & Danny. Sixteen and fifteen years young. Too old for
August's liking, he didn't mind an occasional romp with a
lad, but not Ted & Danny's age, he preferred younger--
like all good perverts did.
Both lads had boners. August wondered if something was
up. (er, yeah) The Device Item 0110 put the two back into
their normal modes before August's appearance, their
brainwaves captured and thusly allowing August to be
among them unseen.
Ted entered the small bathroom and dropped to his knees,
pleasing himself as he peered 'neath the wash basin's
piping. August stepped a little closer, mindful of the
masturbating American Indian, Danny.
"Hurry up, are they still there, I wanna see." bitched
Danny.
August wanted to see, too. There was naught to do but to
bring Ted out and have him hold still while August had a
looksee. There was a small hole, right at the spot where
the plumbing entered the shared wall. There was plastic
wrap and insulation partially blocking the way and only a
bare allowance to peer into the room beyond.
At first August saw nothing, but another bathroom.
Then, he heard the minute sounds of someone peeing into a
bowl.
His cock surged, his balls swelled.
He saw lily white skin from someone rising up from the
nearby toilet. He then saw bare legs moving about and
facing the wash basin. Only when the person stepped back
did he saw muff. Blond muff. Young blond muff. When the
young blond muff stepped further back, turning and
entering into the small quarters did August smile big--it
was Melody.
Sitting on a twin size bed was the naked Bradley. She
arose and entered the bathroom and made good with taking
a shower. Melody sat at a desk and began brushing her
hair.
August stepped back and let Ted continue with his spying,
Danny with his masturbating. Slowly in the deep recesses
of his piqued mind he thought, contemplated, mulled, re-
thought and summoned a plan into formulation. Danny took
his turn at watching the girls' antics in the adjacent
room, Ted struggled to achieve an orgasm, jerking his pud
hard, switching hands and struggling. He stood with legs
apart, beating his meat while Danny sat back on his
haunches and watched.
At length Danny leaned forward, Ted leaned forward as
well.
Danny closed his eyes and partook of Ted's schlong. Ted
eased his engorged organ into his roommate and friend's
mouth, saddling up all the way to the base. Danny worked
the cock in his mouth, thrashing back and forth and then
pulling back to the bulbous tip before re-engulfing the
schlong whole.
Ted reeled, toes curling on the floor, back arching, cock
pounding and pulsing in Danny's mouth. Danny gripped
Ted's lily white ass and held on tight as he sucked cock.
Ted flexed his ass and pounded until he began to cum.
Danny slurped happily and August watched on happily. Ted
humped until he could hump no more; then pulled free of
the tight pleasing mouth to rub his aching cum laden
schlong all over his friend's face. Danny smacked his
lips and humped his own pud, standing up and laying out
on his bed.
August did nothing but watch. Ted masturbated himself and
then.came to his friend, climbed onto the bed and settled
on the younger roommate's cock. A moment later and he was
rising up just so--just so as Danny could guide his
schlong up into the white man's asshole for a righteous
and deserving butt fuck.
August was getting enthralled. But he still had limits,
no morals, just limits. Ted and Danny were too old for
him--so he thought. He was getting entranced by their
antics; Ted lay down on Danny, Danny clutching at Ted's
naked ass with his cock still embedded nicely up into
Ted's corn hole.
The two boys then began to smooch, a little Frenching but
mostly grinding, humping, ass grabbing, and everything in
lust. Ted humped Danny's belly until once more he was
cumming, shooting a nice wad of jiz onto the dark (red)
skin. He clenched tight his ass cheeks while Danny was in
the midst of cumming off himself. The illness that had
plagued and interrupted August earlier was back. Not as
bad, but a small wave of nausea came sweeping over him.
He held his breath, checked the condition of the Device
and the captured brainwaves. There was no indication(s)
of anything the matter; but that didn't mean that there
was--with the Device you just didn't know.
The two on the bed lay off side by side, drifting into a
lust filled aftermath of their illicit unionship. August
carefully checked the status of Bradley and Melody, both
were sitting on their bed, chatting and brushing their
hair.
Time for more contemplation.
He returned to his own room, laid out naked on his bed
and drifted aimlessly on turbulent clouds before finally
settling into more sublime unconsciousness.
Bradley, Melody, Ted, Danny.
Joshua, Lacey.
They filled his mind fully, he was enthralled with them.
A thousands ideas came rushing into his mindset, by
morning only a couple had soundly survived. After
breakfast he quickly made himself scarce, prowling the
outer fringes of the ranch for Indian artifacts and
dwelling on how he could ultimately satiate his most
narly desires.
He didn't trust the Device, not fully, not wholly. Its
singular flaw was the major setback and concern. He dared
not tinker with it, that risked fouling the whole thing
entirely--and that just wouldn't do! (he was having way
too much fun with it!)
As the day wore on, August came to an area that struck
him. It was always away from the ranch, but not too
awfully remote. There were huge boulders, bushes, tumble
weeds, sage--a perfectly concise little area unseen by
prying eyes human or otherwise (binoculars.)
Slowly he made his way over a small ridge and down an
embankment, coming to a dry wash and chancing upon----
Bradley, Ted, Melody, Danny, and Joshua.
All on a ride, by themselves. ****
Chanced happenings like this were opportunities of a
lifetime! August wasn't about to let it slip through his
fingers. He hustled through the brambles and rocks, using
as much stealth as possible, keeping in tune the
direction and whereabouts of his Subjects.
Bradley's horse he saw had stopped, she was still astride
the roan, it was a female horse and she was--she was
pissing up a river! Her tail flinched, legs spread, and
creating quite a river of horse pee. August's mind was
once more filled with the antics of Lacey the Wrangler--
the things she had done that night were incredible! And
no one knew!
Melody's chest bounced lightly as her horse's gait
created a nice little jostling. The three boys had moved
up ahead checking the trail and talking amongst
themselves. August went over in his twisted mind how he
could make this work.
His first concern was foremost--would the Device be able
to manipulate ALL of them? He had tried a few times
before but found the results were far better when working
Singularly. He fumed, twitched his nose and thought
carefully.
With the boy's ahead--and the girls behind, August
smiled. He pulled out of his fanny pack a black mask--for
just such emergencies. The Lone Ranger mask, he also
placed on his chin a plastic chin guard and his red
bandana concealing his head. His hat he placed in the
fanny pack. His clothes were pretty much like anyone
else's, but once back at the ranch and in his room he
would quickly change to different ones--there was a way
to delete the info the group would have on him from their
young minds, but it wasn't always for certain so it paid
to be cautious.
He removed his watch and class ring from the university
of Michigan. Then, before the girls began striding off,
he aimed the Device Item 0110 and made contact
acquisition.
The boys were riding further and further on, not taking
much notice of their fellow companions. Which was alright
with August, for now. After securing the brain wave
patterns of Bradley and Melody, he had them dismount.
They complied. He took the reigns of their horses and
tied them out of the way.
A few minutes of careful planning and thought--then,
Bradley screamed. Melody screamed. Loud & clear. August
counted to ten and let the girls bellow again. Another
count to ten and the girls ripped loose another lung
full. Another count to ten and then he heard the sounds
of galloping horses. August hid in the bushes just as the
three boys arrived. They brought their horses to a
rearing stop. Young Joshua lost control of his mount
during the sudden stop and was thrown. He wasn't hurt,
just terribly embarrassed.
Ted and Danny dismounted properly and quickly, coming
into the small secluded clearing trying to ascertain just
what the fuck was going on.
What was going on was--Melody was in a very precarious
situation--she was tied to a boulder. Just her arms,
spread out with her back to the huge smooth faced boulder
in a standing position.
Bradley was on the ground, spread eagled, wrists secured
by tent stakes pounded into the hard packed ground
surrounding the boulder. The boys didn't understand. (nor
the girls) Suddenly, out of the bushes emerged August. He
held in one hand a strange unknown object, in the other
was something of a weapon, a gun perhaps.
"Move." he said in a dull mono voice. Ted and Danny
wisely obeyed, this was not the time to be heroes. Joshua
favoring his shoulder and right leg was directed NOT to
move but to come to the stranger. No one understood what
was happening (or going to.) Joshua complied and was
turned about, put down to his knees--and the second
object pressed to his bare dirty neck.
Ted and Danny quickly tried their hand at rescue, their
young friend wriggling crazily on the ground, peeing in
his pants and frolicking about like a fish out of water.
They were stopped, both by the Device object in the
stranger's other hand and the threat that he would make
the boy suffer even more.
"Now that I've made my point," said the man, "you two
will do EXACTLY as I tell you to do."
Ted and Danny looked to one another. Melody tied with
arms outstretched wriggled and fought to understand what
was happening, Bradley wriggled and fought to free
herself from her confines. Joshua suffered the indignity
of being zapped by the tazer gun once more.
"You will ALL settle down, or he suffers." said the
stranger calmly.
"It's that simple." he added.
Ted and Danny were pissed, a little frightened and
concerned. "What do you want?" Ted asked not really
knowing.
"Compliance." answered the man. The boys stared at one
another, Bradley had settled down, cognizant of the
suffering her antics would cause Joshua should she
continue her frivolous endeavor to free herself. Melody
began to weep and cause rope burns to her soft supple
wrists.
Joshua finally ceased his wriggling about; he was pulled
up to his knees and the tazer pressed to his neck. "One
more good jolt ought to put him out of his misery for
good." stated August. "Piss me off in ANY way--and I'll
do it!"
"You don't have to hurt him." decreed Danny.
"Oh, I won't." said the man, August strove to alter his
voice somewhat like a sissy, a gay man with a Louisiana
accent, "So long as you all do EXACTLY as I say!"
The point was once more made and understood. Compliance
would be accepted.
August sighed and entered into Phase Two of his
diabolical depravity. He nestled himself behind Joshua,
placing the tazer between himself and the boy, freeing
his one hand--thusly allowing him to retrieve from his
fanny pack a small object that was more common--a digital
camera.
It was actually a camcorder that took a moment to set up
on a small tripod. The dude ranch kids had no idea what
this was all about, Melody continued to struggle on the
rock, Bradley cursed under her breath and wriggled in the
loose sand, Ted and Danny were simply confused.
Once the camera was in position and functioning, a small
LCD full color screen fold-out folded out, August set
into motion for Ted to come to Bradley and pull the tent
stakes out of the ground. He had the boys' brainwave
patterns as well as Bradley's. They were not "in use"
specifically but could be should any of them try
something foolish.
Ted struggled with removing the stakes, then he had the
assigned task of undoing the tight trucker's rope
securing her equally supple wrists to the stakes. But
once she was free--August held his thumb over the button
that would zombiefy her--of all of the teens he deemed
that Bradley would be the one who would cause the most
trouble. She had the potential to be the hero.
But August would have none of that. The kids' brainwaves
were "captured" but not in manipulation mode, just in
"stand-by." Joshua and Melody were really the only ones
not in "capture" mode at all--he needed to save time and
energy of the Device to ensure capturability of the
others that he DID need to control if need be. Now, with
that out of the way.
Ted stood up. He was partially of his own mind, allowed
to be himself, but not allowed to act without August's
allowing him to. Bradley and Danny were likewise. They
really had no choice in the matter. Bradley set up, eyed
August with pure hatred. She couldn't recall exactly how
she and Melody had come into being in such a predicament,
but she truly wanted to punch their Tormentor out.
"Take off your shirt." said August to Ted.
Ted paused and digested the command before it was
repeated again.
Everyone stared at August, then to Ted. The command was
re-spoken and slowly (on his own) Ted removed his
favorite blue $20 cowboy shirt and discarded it onto the
ground.
"Now your boots and belt."
Bradley possibly got a notion of what was going to happen
nextly. She shot a wild look to August, he remained
rather stoic about the situation, pressing the tazer into
Joshua's backside, angling the camera to capture the
disrobing Ted.
Bradley was commanded to sit up on her knees--and take
Ted's jeans down. She firstly refused. Which was allowed,
August could easily "make her" comply, but that would
take some of the fun out of it.
"You fucking pervert!" she suddenly bitched.
August almost cracked a smile. It was out of character
for her to cuss so, she was losing her cool. But he was
still in control; he sent her an image of Joshua
struggling on the ground and trembling shaking hands took
a holt of Ted's brass button to his $30 jeans and undone
them.
She held her breath as she peeled the flaps back, closed
her eyes and swore under her breath. August hid his smile
and sent her the next command: remove YOUR shirt.
A nice light pink bra with a red rose in the middle
concealing the frontal security clasp. At sixteen the
girl had a good start of being well busted. There was
heavy resistance as she was told to remove the dainty
garment. Ted and Danny looked on in some awe and horror
with a little pissed off thrown in for show. Joshua
looked on in some reserved awe and hidden delight. Melody
continued to struggle against the nearby boulder.
Once topless, Bradley continued her disrobing of Ted;
taking his jeans all the way down, running her hands up
his legs and slipping them inside his briefs to squeeze
cool bare ass flesh. Her neck muscles tightened,
everyone's eyes widened; there was gulping and mass eyes
of shock and horror as Bradley leaned in and began
sucking on Ted's cock through his undies.
Ted's cock had only been slightly stiff, growing when
Bradley had been merely in her pink bra. Once the bra was
removed, his schlong began a steady fulfillment of
engorgement. When her hands began their upward travel to
his ass--his cock began pulsing to full strength. With
Bradley's hands clenching his ass, her mouth against his
organ--he began to react as he should.
Everyone watched, August found himself very enthralled
with his new doings. And capturing it on video was even
better--he'd make a copy for himself as well as for
distribution--old miners in far off places loved this
sort of stuff!
"Take 'em down." came the voice Bradley dreaded. She
managed to keep her cool, close her eyes, tremble lightly
and then with shaking fingers began tugging down Ted's
crisp white briefs. His cock plopped out, it was indeed
at full strength. He was a bit embarrassed to be so
vulnerable. It was a situation he did not care for, not
under these odd circumstances anyways.
Bradley then was commanded to take the cock and
masturbate him. August cautiously allowed her a little
more freedom, freeing up emergency energy from the Device
if need be. Bradley fumed but gripped Ted's dick and did
as commanded. Ted's cock became yet even more harder, his
face was awash in pleasure and embarrassment. Bradley
pressed her full red lips to the head of his schlong,
diddled the piss slit and ran her tongue about the
shaft's head before taking the cock fully into her
teenage mouth.
August nodded to himself, she knew how to suck.
Ted pumped Bradley's mouth, clenching fists and toes,
arching and reeling in the first honest to God blowjob
from a girl. Bradley eased into the ordeal with eyes
closed, sucking and sucking and sucking and sucking. Ted
pumped, flexed his ass muscles and cared less that it was
out in the open and before his friends.
Bradley clutched at the naked ass of her obnoxious
companion and finally began bringing him to orgasm.
August reached around and felt of Joshua, finding the boy
equally hard as he himself was. This was going to be some
afternoon!
Chapter Four coming up!
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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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