Drunk or sober, he could shoot the fangs off a rattler, and he planned to kill whoever was gunning for him first.His hand started to tremble when he d...scovered he had drawn down on a boy, no more than twelve years old. The lad could have been a twin to Clint's younger brother, taken by the pox at about the same age as the wide-eyed boy now wetting his pants across the rutted dirt street.Clint's arm fell to his side, and the boy fled as soon as the barrel of Clint's Walker Colt pointed away from. I caressed his cheekand told him it was okay that he had jizzed his shorts.“Aunt Candy will clean up the mess.” I said.I slid back into the passenger side of the front seat,tugging my nephew along with mw. Then I unbuckled hisbelt and pulled his button-fly jeans open. Reachinginto his underwear, I pulled his cock out into the coolnight air. Wet and cummy, it fit into the palm of myhand. But once I began to lick and suck on the head ofit, Tony’s cock plumped up and I gave him. They got a blanket and a pillow and grabbed a long tee for me. Then they each gave me a kiss that knocked my socks off and made my pussy tingle."Now you can sleep out here, all alone; OR you can come share a nice comfy king sized bed with the two of us."Then they each kissed me again and this time I kissed back. They pulled me into the bedroom and slowly undressed me, then themselves."We don't think you are going to need that t-shirt."They pushed me down on the bed and lay down on either side. Long enough to call it a relationship, for that matter. I couldn’t figure out why. Maybe he just liked being single. He was sort of a ladies’ man. He just had an aura about him. He’s definitely a cute guy. When my boyfriend and I first started dating it was around the holidays. James liked to drink. He was the stereotypical “frat boy”. I think he wasn’t sure how serious his brother and I were at the time because the nights he was drinking he’d always text me. I don’t even know if he remembers.