Scouts

Scouts 2

by Bald Hairy Man

This is an adult gay story intended for adult gay men. If you are offended by this or are not an adult, gay or a man, DON'T READ IT. It has a lot of sex between adult men, many of whom are older, hairy, bearded, and in this case of several different races. If this offends you, DON'T READ IT. If you have any comments send them to bldhrymn@aol.com or bldhrymn@yahoo.com.

Rally looked like death warmed over and was an odd looking man to boot. I guess losing a leg didn't help a man who wasn't a Greek god to start with. Life had been difficult for him. Oddly, he didn't smell. He was clean and didn't stink. The smell of an army on the march was awful. That's one of the reasons I became a Scout was the stench of wool uniforms in 90 degree temperatures.

A man Rally called Dr. Max came in the cave. He was a big German, but he spoke English well. He examined me and said I had to stay still, if I wished to avoid damage my brain. He said I had a bad concussion.

"Do you think I need to stay still to keep from hurting my noggin?" Rally asked.

Dr. Max burst out in a belly laugh. "I think your brain is safe from damage! Don't worry, my friend."

"When someone else gets here we will take you to the thermal pool," the Doctor said. "That may relax you." The pool must have been the reason Rally didn't smell. I wanted to talk with him, but I fell asleep.

When I woke a huge mountain man who was introduced as Rally's Uncle Alvis had appeared. He was, as big and beefy as Rally was tall and scrawny. He lifted me up as if I was a small child and carried me deeper into the cave. Dr. Max was following behind, urging Alvis to be careful.

I could hear running water. The cave got dark, but then, as we proceeded deeper, it began to get lighter. It also began to get warmer. I though we were nearing the entrance to the cave. We turned a corner and we entered a domed chamber with light entering through a hole in the rock ceiling.

On one side a waterfall fell from a crack in the wall and filled a small pond in the middle of the room. From the pond, the water ran across the room and vanished in a crevice. The chamber was warm and steam rose from the pond. Alvis put me down. Max came to me and helped me get out of my clothes. He looked over my body to see if there were any additional bruises. Alvis left, but returned with Rally.

"You don't need to carry me everywhere, Alvis," Rally complained. "I can make it on my own."

"Don't complain every time anyone tries to help you, Rally," Alvis said, calmly. "It's not as if I want to help you that much!"

"Stop that arguing!" the Doctor said. "It's as if you two are an old married couple. I'm tired of you two whining." Alvis was naked now. He looked more like a bear than a man. He came over to me, picked me up and took me to the pond. He went in and soon I was in the warm water. He sat me on a ledge.

I had heard of warm springs such as at Saratoga, but had never been in one. It was very relaxing. The doctor entered the water. He washed my head and told me not to get overheated. I felt like a boy, skinny dipping. Everyone was relaxed even Rally had crawled to the water and got in.

"I fought having a bath for the first 20 years of my life," Rally said. "Damn, if I don't like it now. Real relaxing."

"It helps the pain?" Max asked.

"That it does, Mein Herr Doctor!" Rally exclaimed.

"What pain is that?" I asked.

"In my leg. If you want to know a real pisser, not only did they chop off my leg, but the missing leg still hurts," Rally explained.

"It ist called phantom pain," Max said. "It is typical in many amputations. An interesting psychological situation. It should fade away eventually."

"Are you called Robert, Bob or Bobby?" Alvis asked.

"Bobby," I said.

"We're all close here, first names only," he said. We're all informal except for our German friends. It's Doctor Max and Professor Gus. What did you do before the army?"

"My family is farmers, but mostly we are horse breeders. I helped with that and taught school. Latin and Greek." I said.

"Shit, there more education in this cave now than there's ever been on this entire mountain before," Alvis said with good humor. He stood.

"Damn, you look like a bear, but you have a horse cock." I said.

Alvis grabbed his balls and shook his cock. "Some think it's too big, but it does everything I want."

Max laughed. "That poker of yours keeps everyone happy," he said. "And you are so generous plowing the fields."

"Hell, Mein Doctor, I don't use it for plowing fields, I use it for fucking ass!" Alvis retorted. Rally broke out in a belly laugh at this witticism.

Max winked at me. "We are very open here," he said. "It is not necessary for you to be as open as we. You are perhaps offended?"

"Bobby's going to be a friend," Rally said. I must have blushed. He saw me and didn't say anymore.

Max saw it too. He smiled. "The night's are very long here," he said. "We have found several ways to occupy our time. It can be very agreeable."

"Rally has shown me that," I said. The bump on my head must have made me more open. From the look on Alvis and Max's faces, they knew exactly what that meant. Rally broke into a wide smile.

Two black men entered the cave. "Bobby, meet Ovid and Virgil. They're run aways, but good men." I was sitting naked in the water, but I extended my arm and we shook hands. I had never touched a black man before. It was odd to be worried about it. I had seen black people in the distance, but never closely. The two men shucked their clothes and joined us in the warm water. The two men were horse hung too.

I was feeling a bit warm, so I stood up, but got dizzy. Max and Alvis caught me. They helped to the edge of the pool and I felt better. Alvis sat next to me. He had his arm around my shoulder and my head stopped twirling. I was tired, but it felt good to be under Alvis' wing. I fell asleep again.

I felt good, but I tended to doze off. When I woke, there was food waiting. I ate it, then fell asleep again. In the distance, I heard Dr. Max saying sleep was good for me. I must have fallen into sleep off and on through the next several days. I had some odd dreams. I was very cold several times. Everything seemed fuzzy and confused.

I woke in the middle of the night. It was cool, but I was warm. I moved and felt a hairy body. He was hot and I understood why I was warm. It was Alvis. He moved.

"You're awake." Alvis asked.

"Yes, I feel good, but a bit odd," I said.

"Bobby, you've been sleeping for three days. Dr. Max says you've been close to . . ."

"Dying?"

"That's what we were worried about."

"I feel good."

"The Doc said you'd either wake up feeling good, or not wake up," Alvis said. I shuddered a little bit. He hugged me. He held me and I felt safe, warm and comfortable. I felt his cock get hard. Surprisingly, that didn't bother me at all. Even more to my surprise, my cock was getting hard too. I started rubbing my cock against his hairy body.

"It feels good," Alvis said. "Real good." I was getting really excited. I should have stopped, but it felt too good.

"Calm down and let me help you out," Alvis said as he slipped down and took my cock into his mouth. I can truthfully say, I didn't know anything could feel so good. I had played with my cock and had an orgasm before. I had sucked Rally several days earlier, but I had no vison of how good it felt to have a man suck my cock. Feeling the spunk build up, I tried to pull away, but Alvis would have nothing of that. I thought my genitals were going to blow up. I tired to hold back, but couldn't do it.

It felt incredibly good, but I was afraid Alvis would be mad. I soon realized he didn't mind at all. My balls drained themselves through my cock and into Alvis' gullet. When the last drop was sucked out, I was asleep again.

When I woke the next morning, I could have eaten a horse. Alvis was asleep next to me. I sat up and wasn't dizzy at all. Alvis' cock was laying soft in the forest of hair which covered his body. I leaned over and licked it. Soon I was nursing it, trying to coax the seed from his balls. He woke. "Is that you Rally?" he asked.

"No." I said. He just closed his eyes again and let me suck. He was completely relaxed except for his hard cock. As with Rally, I started sucking more to be polite that from desire, but as I sucked, the desire built. After a few minutes, I was a wild man, trying to milk his member for my pleasure. He rolled on his side and began to suck me.

We were linked cock to mouth and his mouth and tongue, gently licking my genitals drove me mad with desire. I was trying to get his entire horse cock in my mouth. Alvis began to spurt huge globs of his seed. I swallowed them like a man dying of thirst who had found water. My balls and cock reacted to Alvis' seed. They filled with my spunk, then shot into his mouth

For a moment, it was perfect. I had a sense of brotherhood and kinship. We were both enjoying the other's body, equal. As I took his cum, he took mine. I think I should have been embarrassed or shocked at what we were doing. Instead, I was thinking this is what heaven must be like.

Eventually his ejaculations slowed. I continued to suck, coaxing whatever remained in his balls into my mouth. Soft, his entire cock fit in my mouth. This excited me again

"Any time you want to wake me up like that, feel free," Alvis said. I didn't want to give up his cock, but I finally did.

"Is it always that good?" I asked.

"Nope, that was pretty much as good as it gets," he said. He leaned over and licked my cock again. I shivered in pleasure.

"Bobby, you're going to like it here," Alvis said. "Some men have a hard time letting go and enjoying himself. You're like Rally, a joy to be with."

"Is that unusual?"

"Well, let's say it takes some folks much more time to let their hair down," Alvis replied. "The good Doctor is a smart man, but he can't ever stop being a doctor. If he could ever do what his cock wants, he'd have a lot more fun. Some folks warm up real slow."

"I don't?"

"Bobby, you're a fucking steam engine going full speed." Alvis said. I must have looked unsure about that comment. He laughed. "Have you ever done this before? Before Rally?"

He knew about me sucking Rally. That sure didn't bother him. "Nope, Rally was the first." I said.

"Let me tell you. It gets better the more you do it. You get to figure out the lay of the land," Alvis said. "The Doctor can tell you all about it. He's not really good at it, but he's studied it."

"I think I'd rather do it than study it"

"Amen brothers!" Alvis said. "I'm a doer, not a thinker. Half the men here are like me. The rest are like the Doctor."

"They don't play?"

"Everyone here plays some." Alvis answered. "Rally makes sure of that. Ever since he lost his leg, he's been making rabbits look like blushing virgins, afraid of sex."

"Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow you die?"

"Damn, that's exactly what Gus said," Alvis mused. "Rally wasn't exactly a nun before he lost his leg for that matter. His sister Amanda died just before her 15th birthday, trying to give birth. Rally swore off of women. He also discovered the man who poked his sister is the man who tried to draft his brother, Tolly McGruder. He figures if he'd been home, it would have been a different story. Wally was just a boy, not big enough to fight Tolly off."

"That awful. Tolly sounds like a prince."

"A real piece of work," Alvis said. "Tolly lives in the big house his daddy left him, beats the slaves, fucks the women and talks about the honor of souther womanhood a lot. He's the local Justice of the Peace. He's never seen action, but rounds up mountain boys to fight for him. 100 bucks a head. Gold, not greenbacks."

"You don't like the Confederacy?"

"I don't like Tolly's part of it. Rally joined and lost a leg for his efforts. Came home and found the local dignitary was screwing his sister. Tolly said Rally wasn't patriotic. He lost his fucking leg! It doesn't seem worth it to fight for folks who think you're dirt."

We both had to take a piss. Alvis showed me where the latrine was. It was a bubbling stream. Who would have thought, you would find a cave with running water. My clothes were waiting for me. They were clean and pressed. I felt as if I was a resident of some fancy hotel like Willard's, or the Astor House.

I was still hungry in spite of drinking a pint of Avis' cum. Ovid had cooked a big breakfast. He had been the butler for a plantation. He had washed my clothes. I ate like a pig. Dr. Max came in and looked at me approvingly. He asked me some questions. Simple questions such as who my parents are and who the President is.

"All is well, there is no damage," he said. "Take it easy, but you will be fine." Billy and Henry came in. They were glad to see me up and about. Apparently I had been in much worse shape than I had realized.

Rally entered. He was walking normally. It took me a while to figure he was wearing a wooden leg under his pants. Rally sat down, rolled up his pants and removed the leg.

"Damn, it chafes," he said. His stump looked red and sore.

"You need to spend more time in the cave and less on watch," Doctor Max said. "Bobby will be able to join the watch."

"Do they have any idea any idea where we are?" I asked.

"I don't think so," Rally said. "Tolly's a valley boy, he's not familiar with the mountains. He could get lucky. Mostly we're looking for men like us, draft dodgers, Union men trying to escape, contrabands. Most of those men aren't mountain folk. They have a rough time surviving in the wilderness."