Date: Tue, 12 Dec 2006 00:36:24 EST From: adama1416@aol.com Subject: Clubhouse Towel Boy pt. 15 All of the usual disclaimers apply: This story contains graphic descriptions of sex between teen aged boys and other teen aged boys, as well as between teenaged boys and adult men. If this type of material is illegal in your area, city, state, province, country, etc. then don't read it. If this type of material is offensive to you, then you shouldn't be here in the first place so leave now! If you read this story, please feel free to let me know how you liked it at adama1416@aol.com All email is read, sincere emails will be answered, while flamers will happily be filed to drawer 13. Preface; When I was a kid, my Mother and Grandmother encouraged me to keep a journal of the things that I did from day to day. I look back on those journals from time to time, and some of the things I did when I was younger amaze even me. But with some of it, I have to wonder how I ever kept from getting caught and having my ass beat with my Dad's belt. I am glad that I kept those journals, but I am even more glad that no one ever found them and read them! Back in the early 60s kids, boys especially, could get jobs at a much earlier age than they do now. What ever child labor laws there were, were seldom, if ever enforced. Some of the things that might happen to a young boy in the workplace back then were definately against the law, but if the boy enjoyed what he was doing, as I did, then who really got hurt? Remember Guys, this was a long time ago, and things have changed a lot since then. Please play safe! Always wear a condom! Club House Towel Boy (My First Summer Job) By L. Ray Clubhouse Towel Boy Part 15 When we got off the busses at the high school on Saturday evening, I was dragging. My brother in law was supposed to meet the bus, but I didn't see his car anywhere. There were about six of us who hadn't been picked up yet, so Mr. Kinney had us put our gear inside the fence then opened the band room for us to put our instruments away, and have a place to wait for our rides. By 8:00 I still didn't have a way home, and Ronnie, Mr. Kinney, Keith, and I were the only ones still there. Mr. Kinney told Ronnie that he had to get home, and gave him a key to lock the band room, and was leaving the lock open for the gate. He told Ronnie to be sure and lock the building when we left, and to make sure that the gate was locked also. He then went to the parking lot, got in his car, and left, leaving Ronnie, Keith, and I to wait. I went across the street to call my house from the Shell station, but there was no answer, so I went back to the band room. After a few minutes, Keith went to try calling his house too, but when he came back, he said that it would be at least an hour before his mom could come to pick him up. At the back end of the band room the floor was elevated about a foot and a half, then back six feet, then another elevation, then back, and so on for four successive rises. I ambled over to the lower riser and stretched out on my stomach, just laying there trying to escape total boredom. Keith was sitting on a chair, tapping on one of the drums with his fingers and staring off into space. I wasn't really paying any attention to where Ronnie had disappeared to, but he had surely vanished. The lights inside the room dimmed suddenly and exotic music started playing loudly from the director's booth. Ronnie was strutting across the floor to the beat of the music, wearing nothing but one of the military style parade hats. Keith and I both perked up at the sight of him as he strutted and pranced, every now and then turning his butt toward us and shaking it suggestively at the two of us. I got up from my spot on the risers and sat watching Ronnie as he danced around Keith, pulling his t shirt upward as Keith lifted his arms and Ronnie pulled the shirt up and off the boy, then got behind him and began rubbing his hands up and down Keith's chest and ribs. Pulling at Keith's arm pits, Ronnie stood the boy up, then moved his hands down around his waist, and began to unbutton his shorts, letting them drop around his ankles. Keith stepped out of the shorts, and turned to face Ronnie who then slipped his thumbs into the waist of Keith's briefs, sliding them down toward his knees. Keith wiggled his legs until the briefs fell down his legs then stepped out of them as Ronnie made a motion with his fingers for Keith to follow him. They danced and paraded around the band room floor until they eventually were standing on each side of me. They were tugging at my shirt and shorts at the same time, one pulling down on my shorts, while the other pulled upward on my shirt. I raised my arms, allowing the shirt to be pulled upward and off, and then Keith popped the snap on my shorts and skinned them and my briefs down at the same time, picking up my feet one at a time, and pulling the clothing off each foot, then casting them aside. Ronnie got in back of me and Keith in front, facing me, as they began tracing my chest and back, butt, hips and legs, with their finger tips. This action caused tingles of electricity to course through me and eliciting fits of giggles, then Keith put his foot on top of mine and his hands on my chest and pushed me backward into Ronnie's waiting arms. Keith quickly bent down and picked up my feet as the two of them took me up onto the riser and lay me across the big kettle drum where they began rubbing their hands all over my body. My legs were hanging over the edge of the drum at the knees, and my head hung off the other side, leaving me totally vulnerable to their assault. Ronnie leaned forward and sucked my cock into his mouth, taking it all the way to my balls, then licking and tonguing his way back to the tip, only to start back down again. Keith, meanwhile, pulled a folding chair up next to the drum, climbed up on it and stuck his cock into my mouth, which I naturally began to suck hungrily as he took hold of my head by the sides and began to pump his hips. I sucked his cock, licking occasionally at his ball sack, then returning my attention to his cock. As he moved his cock in and out more and more rapidly, I began to swirl my tongue across his sensitive head, causing him to moan loudly. Ronnie lifted my legs into the air and began driving his tongue in and out of my hole, making me writhe about on the top of the drum. I felt his tongue dart deeply into me, tickling the inside of my colon as he continued working on my hole. I moaned around Keith's cock, which must have had a good effect on him as he locked his hands onto the rim of the drum and began shooting his cum deep into my throat. As soon as Keith pulled his spent cock from my mouth, Ronnie had him come around to the side of the drum he was on, and had him take his place, lapping and licking at my hole. As soon as Keith moved his attention from my hole to my cock, Ronnie spat into his hand then wet his cock and spat again, reaching down and working it into Keith's hole. Ronnie squatted slightly, and then Keith came off my cock, letting out a sharp yelp as Ronnie drove into him. Ronnie quickly pushed Keith's head back down onto my cock as he fucked into him. Within only a few minutes I could feel my climax building in my balls, and Ronnie must have sensed it too, because he began fucking into Keith so hard that he was lifting him off the floor with each inward thrust. I shot my load into Keith's waiting mouth, as I saw Ronnie tighten his arms around Keith's waist, filling his ass full of his cum at the same time Keith was drinking mine. As Ronnie lifted me down off the drum, Keith had started dressing. Just as I pulled my shorts back on, we heard a horn blow. Keith darted up the stairs to see who it was. He stuck his head back inside to let us know that his mother was heading across the playground toward the band room as Ronnie scurried back to the directors booth to throw his own clothes on. I was tying my shoes as Keith's mother came into the band room and Ronnie stepped out of the booth, his shoe strings flopping, as he told Keith goodnight. "Come on Red, I'll take you home in my car and then I'll head on over to my house." We headed out of the band room, stopping long enough for Ronnie to lock the door behind us, then we crossed the playground to the gate, loaded my footlocker into his car and drove the three blocks to my house. Ronnie helped me take my footlocker up to my house, then said "I'll see you at work in the morning." I left my footlocker where Ronnie had set it and went up the steps to my room, and went to bed. When I got to work the next morning, Mike was really happy to see me back from camp. He called me into the office and sat me down, wanting to know everything that happened, and of course, I told him every detail. By the time I got to the part about Friday night's special show he was laughing so hard his face got really red. "You're something else Red. I think I've created a monster. You even managed to make money at band camp, that's unbelievable!" It was already 9:30 by the time I finished telling Mike about my week, and as I stood up to leave the office he called me over to him, hugged me tight and whispered in my ear, "I'm glad you're back little buddy!" I was smiling as I left his office headed for the Caddie's locker room, where I quickly changed into my work uniform and headed out to do my rounds. The main locker room, sauna and shower area were all well stocked so I decided to go into the laundry to see if Joseph was working. As soon as I walked into the laundry, he tackled me, smothering my face with kisses as we both ended up rolling around on the floor, kissing and hugging one another. When we finally stopped kissing I looked him in the face, trying to be as serious as I could under the circumstances, saying, "Fuck Joe, if I knew that I would be greeted like this every time, I would leave more often." "You damn sure had better not! Not unless I get to go with you too. It's been so fucking lonely this week without you here!" "Lonely? What about the other guys, haven't you hung out with them while I've been gone?" "Yeah, but let's face it, they ain't you!" "Aw Joe, you're going to make me blush buddy!" "Well, I just don't want you going away and leaving me behind any more, GOT IT?" We laughed and kissed each other again before getting up off the floor and brushing the dust off our clothes. "I guess I better go see if they need towels down at the pool. I wouldn't want them to open without towels." "You don't have to, I took two carts full down last night before I left. All of the towels are well stocked." "Well, I guess I'll head out to the shack and drink a coke then. Do you want to go with me?" "Sure, give me a minute to finish putting these towels into the card and we'll head out." I helped Joseph move the towels from the folding table to the cart, then we pushed the cart over to the line it belonged in and headed out the back door toward the shack. As we walked across the path, Ron yelled "Welcome back Red!" from the fence by the pool. We walked into the shack to find Randy and Jerry sitting there with two cokes in front of each of them. They hand one to each of us then sat back down as though it was just any other day. Joseph and I sat down at the table and just as I started to lift my coke to my mouth, Jerry and Randy both leapt from their chairs, Jerry coming across the table, as they grabbed me, pulling me up out of the chair and flipped me onto the table on my back. Joseph had enough foresight to grab the coke bottles and moved them out of the way, as Randy began working my shorts and jock down my legs. He and Jerry both began working on my balls with their tongues, then licking up and down my rapidly stiffening cock. Joseph came back from the other table where he had put the cokes and began kissing me again. Within seconds, Jerry, Randy, and Joseph were taking turns sucking my cock, doing a very good job of bringing me to a fast climax. As I felt the tingle course through my body they all three stopped suddenly, then stood up over me looking down at my half naked body. "You know, we ought to leave him go, and hope he gets blue balls for being gone all week." Jerry said to the laughter of the other two. "Yeah, or just tie him down on this table and leave him like this all day. I'm sure Joseph can handle the towels again today." Randy added. "Oh I could handle the towels, that's no problem, and if we leave him tied to this table, all of the other caddies could come in and have something to play with all day too." Joseph put in. "Come on guys, let me up, I promise I won't go away for a whole week again!" I pleaded. They pulled me up from the table, helping me get my jock and shorts pulled back up. The four of us stood there hugging for what seemed like a long time before anyone said anything else. "How did you two know I was here?" I asked Randy and Jerry. "We heard Ron yell at you as you came across from the laundry. It only took us a minute to decide to show you how happy we are that you're back." Jerry said. "Yeah," Randy added, "And when I looked out the door and saw Joseph with you, we decided to have cokes for each of you and knew that he would go along with whatever we did." "Well, I can't say I didn't have fun this past week, but I really missed you guys like crazy!" "Yeah, well, there is someone else who has really missed you this week too, and he'll be here this afternoon, because Mike is taking you, him, Randy, Joseph and me to dinner tonight. I hope you're up for it?" Jerry said. "I have a feeling that once we're all finished with you, that little hole won't ever close up again!" He laughed. "Who's coming?" I asked. "Just wait and see, but I promise you won't be disappointed!" He added. "We're not very busy today, I only have six caddies until noon and they're all out at the barn cleaning. I only get six more at noon. I think the season is just about to wind down." Randy said. "Yeah," Jerry added, "I only have two carts reserved for today, and they're both this afternoon. I am thinking about going to the barn and take a nap if I don't get busy soon." We all laughed at Jerry. He might go to the barn, but with most of the caddies out there, he would be doing anything but napping. We sat down around the table and finished drinking our cokes, everyone laughing as I told them all about my week at band camp. When I was telling them about the initiations, with the cut up underwear, Jerry and Randy both commented on how they'd like to see some of the boys around the club dressed like that. Joseph and I agreed as we all broke out in laughter again. As the first of the caddies began to drift in from the barn, we looked at the time and quickly got up to go back to work. We all promised to get back together at noon for lunch down at the snack bar by the pool. Joseph and I headed back into the building as Randy looked over his caddy board to see who would be next, or first out as the case might be. Inside the building, Joseph and I walked back to the laundry where he busied himself loading some towels from the pool into one of the machines and I headed out to check on the towel supplies in the other areas. As I passed through the locker room, the only person in there was old Mr. Gibson, and he was getting ready to go out on the course. I spoke to him on my way through the locker room, and found out that he thought he was supposed to meet three friends for a quick nine before they were expected home for Sunday dinner. Inside the massage room, Paul was busy cleaning things up and Ronnie was more or less just standing around. Paul told me that they didn't have a scheduled massage until around 3:00. I moved my head from side to side as I told Paul that I still had a lot of kinks from the week at band camp. "Why didn't you say something before we came home Red? I would have given you a good massage at camp, any time you wanted one." Ronnie said as Paul patted the table with his hand. "Tell you what big guy, I don't have anything to do, Ronnie doesn't have anything to do, and you apparently don't have anything to do either. Get your clothes off and jump up on the table, and we'll work those kinks out in no time." Paul said. "Are you sure it will be ok?" I asked. "Look around Red, do you see a line of people waiting for a massage?" Paul asked. With no further hesitation, I shucked down my shorts and jock, pulled my shirt over my head and kicked off my shoes, climbing up on the table with my socks still on. Paul squirted a little oil on my back and began working it in while Ronnie pulled my socks off my feet and began working oil into them, one at a time. The two of them worked their way to my butt, then had me turn over and worked back from the ends to the middle again. I could feel the tension leaving my young body as they skillfully worked my body over from head to foot, and back again. I didn't even feel my erection growing as their hands closed in on my crotch until they were taking turns running their oiled hands up and down the length of my cock. Ronnie lifted my feet into the air and began lapping at my hole with his tongue as Paul moved to my head, working on my neck and face muscles. At that point, I lost track of what they were doing to me until I looked up and saw Ronnie's face instead of Paul's. I felt the cock head rubbing across my hole, trying to gain access, and figured out that Paul was finally going to fuck me. I had been waiting all summer for this to happen, and wasn't about to stop it now. Between the two of them, I was so completely relaxed that I didn't even feel Paul's girth as his cock entered me. The first thing I honestly remember feeling as he began to fuck in and out of me was his pubes nestling into my butt cheeks. In spite of the fact that his cock wasn't much longer than mine, its girth aside, he handled his cock like the pro fucker that I knew he was. Each time he bottomed out, it was like he put it into instant reverse and pulled back until just the plum of a head remained inside, then drove back in again. I could see the sweat glisten on his torso as he drove in and out of me repeatedly. Ronnie was anything but statuary while all this was going on, as he busied himself pinching, twisting, tweaking, and nibbling on my nipples. The sensations were almost unreal as I thrashed about on the table, reveling in the attention that these two were lavishing on me. With an animalistic grunt, Paul pulled out of my ass and shot four hard strong blasts of cum, the first one hitting my nose. He slumped forward, covering my body with his much larger frame and panted like a sprinter who had just run a mile. When he moved out from between my legs, he was quickly replaced by Ronnie, who sunk his healthy teenaged cock all the way into me in one move, then began to piston in and out like he hadn't had ass in a month. Of course we both knew better than that as we had had fun together all week long at camp. Within fifteen minutes, Ronnie was painting the walls of my colon with his hot cum, then swooping down on my oil coated cock with his mouth, sucking me into oblivion. I shot with as much force as Paul had done, which must have startled Ronnie somewhat, because he jerked his head back in response, stopping just short of releasing my cock from his mouth. As I lay there panting, Paul told Ronnie that he should take me to the sauna for fifteen minutes, then have me take a hot shower. I felt Ronnie pick me up in his arms as Paul handed him my clothes and draped a towel across my middle. Ronnie carried me out the service door and across to the sauna, gently laying me on one of the risers inside. He sat down so that my shoulders were across his right thigh, then began to work his fingers on my shoulders. After a short while, he turned me over and worked his fingers down my ribs and across my back. In this position, it was easy for me to leisurely suck the head of his flaccid cock into my mouth, nursing at it until Ronnie pulled me up and off the prize. He then picked me up again and carried me out to the shower area, where he planted my bare feet on the floor and turned on the hot water, which quickly washed away the residue from the oil, as well as Paul's cum, then got down on his knees and cleaned out my ass as well, working his soapy fingers deep inside and scooping out the cum he had deposited there earlier. As we dried off and I dressed, Ronnie wrapped the towel from the massage room around his waist, kissed me on the forehead and told me that he would see me later. He turned and left to head back to the massage room. I looked at my watch and saw that it was five minutes before noon, so I put the two damp towels into the hamper and headed for the pool area to meet the guys for lunch. When I got to the pool area Ron walked up beside me. "Welcome back Red! What are you having for lunch today?" "Hi Ron, I was thinking about a burger and fries, and coke to drink." "Aw cool," He looked up at the girl behind the counter, "His lunch is on me Doris!" "You don't have to do that Ron, I've got money." "It's just my way of saying welcome home. Enjoy your lunch big guy." He walked away and began talking to a man who was seated by the pool in a folding chair. I didn't think much about it as he kept pointing in my direction until Ron walked back over to me. "Red, can you come over here for a minute? I have someone over here I think you'll be interested in meeting." I knew that I still had a few minutes to wait for my food to be ready, so I agreed and followed him over to the man seated in the chair. "Red, this is Tom Bohannon. He's a vice president over at P and G, and he's interested in having some of your `special service' this afternoon if you're interested. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you young man, Ron here has told me a great deal about you!" Mr. Bohannon said as he stuck his hand out to shake hands. "I am really very interested in getting together with you this afternoon, if you can find the time." "I don't know if I can arrange anything or not sir, but if I can, where can I find you?" "I'll be right here until about 4:30, so if you can find the time, just drop by and let Ron know. He'll get the word to me." Mr. Bohannon said smiling. "Hey Red, your order's ready!" Doris called from the snack bar. "Ok, well, my lunch is ready so I had better go eat, but if I can arrange something, I'll get hold of Ron to let you know." "Thank you Red, you go enjoy your lunch." He said as he shook my hand again. I quickly went to the snack bar, got my food and went to join the others at their table. We talked all through lunch as we ate our food, occasionally laughing when someone said something funny. Once we were finished, we picked up our trash and dropped it into the can at the end of the table area, then separated and went back to our regular work areas. When I got inside the building there were a couple of men changing into their golf clothes, they looked like they were in their mid thirties, and both were handsome, one blonde with dark brown hair the other blonde. They were very well built, giving the indication that they worked out with weights as well as playing golf. They both spoke as I made my way through to check on my towel supplies. I watched as they finished undressing, stripping down completely they both stood briefly, completely naked, then adjusting their hefty cocks before pulling on their jocks and then dressing to head out onto the course. I made my way on into the shower and sauna areas and on my way back through to go check the towels in the massage room, the two men were finishing their dressing. They came up to me and asked if I would be around at 3:00 and I told them that I should be. The blonde reached down and cupped one of my butt cheeks in his hand as he smiled at his friend, "According to my brother in law, this is the best piece of ass you'll ever get!" I smiled at his statement as I felt a flush cross my cheeks. "You mean to tell me that Bill likes that better than Barb?" the brunette asked. "Yeah, he says he's even tighter than I was at his age, and what's more, he knows how to use what he's got between his legs too, according to Bill." The brunette reached for my basket and cupped my cock and balls, "Doesn't feel like there's a whole lot there." "Well, all I know is that Bill says he's got a good six inches and knows how to use it!" I could feel my cock starting to respond to the man's hand, and he must have felt it too, because he pulled down the front of my shorts and jock, and then whistled loudly. "Damn, that looks out of place on a boy this small." He said lewdly, "He's a grower, that's for sure!" "Well, if you have time when we finish playing golf, we'll see if everything Bill said is true, how's that sound?" the blonde asked me with a smile. "He told me it was $100 each, but we should give you a little extra because you're worth every penny, so if you can work us in, we'll make it worth your time." I smiled at him, "I'll see if I can't work you guys in this afternoon!" I said, trying to be as business like as I could. They headed out to the course and I headed to the massage room. I couldn't believe how few towels had been used during the four hours I had been working, as I made my way to the laundry. Simon was just finishing his lunch when I walked in. "Can I use your phone, Simon; I need to call the pool?" "Sure Red, lining up a side?" he asked me. I smiled and nodded my head as he pointed to the phone. I dialed the numbers for the cabana and asked for Ron. After a moment, I heard him say "Hello?" "Ron, is Mr. Bohannon still there? He is, great, yeah, your office in ten minutes? Bye!" I hung up the phone as Simon asked if it was someone important. I told him who it was and he said that I didn't want to be late for someone like that. As I walked out, I saw Joseph coming from beyond the big dryers carrying a big box of bluing. He had stripped down to his jock and sneakers and I had to admire the sweat glistening on the muscles he was developing from all his hard work in the laundry. As I stood there with my tongue hanging out of my mouth, Simon swatted me on my butt and told me that I had better scoot or I would be late. I snapped out of my revere over Joseph's beautiful body and quickly turned, kissing Simon on the cheek as I headed out the side door to the pool area. When I got to the pool area I quickly scanned for Ron, and not seeing him, headed straight around to his office. I knocked on the door and listened. "Come on in Red." I heard Ron's voice call as I pushed open the door. As I entered the room, Mr. Bohannon stood up from the couch he had been sitting on and extended his hand to me once more. I shook his big meaty hand again as he said, "I didn't expect you to be able to work me in so quickly." "It's a slow day, not very many people here today, so I don't have a lot to do." "Well, I would say that's lucky for me then." He smiled. "Sounds like you two have everything under control here," Ron said, "so I'll get back outside and keep everything going out there." He left, then thought of something and turned back to us, "You know where everything is Red, so don't hesitate to help yourself!" With that, Ron was out the door and gone. As soon as Ron had left, I went to the file cabinet and pulled out the top drawer, got out the bottle of baby oil, and walked over to where Mr. Bohannon was standing. He had already removed his swimming trunks and was standing there naked. His cock hung, semi erect, over his full and large balls. It was already at least eight inches long, and wasn't even completely hard yet. His balls looked like two tangerines as they hung low in their hairy pouch, and without hesitating, I got on my knees in front of him, only to have him put his hands into my arm pits and lift me to my feet. "Not so fast Skippy!" He said. "I want to see what I'm paying for. I've heard some very interesting things about you, and I want to see if they're all true!" He pulled my shirt up and off of me, slowly, then stood back and looked me over, then knelt down onto one knee and began to lower my shorts, pulling them down both my legs and off each foot, then he bent down and got hold of the waist band of my jock with his teeth. He pulled and tugged at it, slowly lowering it to my knees using only his teeth, then, as he used his hands to pull it the rest of the way down, he leaned in and took my rapidly swelling cock into his mouth and began to suck gently. After a few minutes of his sucking he pulled off and looked up at me smiling. He put his hands on my hips and turned me around slowly, then placed his hand on my shoulder and bent me forward, as I felt his tongue lapping at the cheeks of my ass. Driving his tongue into my hole, he caused me to lurch forward, almost loosing my balance, but he caught me by the hips and pulled me back until I felt his nose in the top of my crack as his tongue continued to dart in and out of me. I was moaning, my eyes closed, as he probed in and out of my back door, sending shivers down my spine and making me moan loudly. He picked up the oil bottle as he started to stand up and squirted a generous amount into his hand, which he applied to my hole, and then I heard him squirt more, followed by squishing sounds as he worked it over his hard cock. He picked me up from the floor and positioned me on my hands and knees on the couch, with my head down, resting on my forearms. I felt my head spin as he shoved his cock deep into me, without warning or ceremony, all the way to his hairy balls. Just as quickly as he entered me, he began pumping in and out, riding my ass like some sort of hydraulic drill. I felt myself sliding toward the back of the couch with each inward thrust until my head was firmly against the back. I expected this to be a long, hard fuck, but as it turned out, he made a few more deep thrusts, then held himself deep inside me as he shot his load into me. He didn't wait for his cock to deflate any, and pulled it out of me with a loud plopping noise, which felt like he had turned my ass hole inside out. He immediately dropped to his knees behind me and began slurping at my hole, filching out the cum he had just deposited inside me as he raised my upper body to help the cum drain back downward. When he got up and pulled on his swimming trunks, he tossed me a towel and said to clean myself up. I wiped the excess oil from my ass, and lay the towel on the couch, then bent to pick up my clothes, disappointed that I hadn't gotten to cum, let alone enjoy a more lengthy fuck. He picked up a pair of pants from one of the security baskets, fished out his wallet and handed me three one hundred dollar bills. Handing me the bills, he smiled. "Ron didn't lie; he said you were worth the money. Now get dressed and get out of here!" I dressed quickly and left. For the first time in my life, I felt used. I felt like he had used me for nothing more than a place to deposit his cum. There was no enjoyment, no pleasures, just get in, get done, and get out! I didn't know that there were people like that in the world, but I found out, and at first, my feelings were hurt as I walked back toward the Clubhouse. As I decided to go to the shack for a coke, I thought to myself, "Fuck him, I know that most of my clients enjoy what we're doing, because they let me know. He's just a creep with a lot of money, who thinks that everyone should be grateful for him just being there. Besides, he did give me $300, so I really couldn't complain." Jerry was inside the shack when I walked in. "Hey Red, there's two real hot hunks out on the course who said they were only going to play nine holes so they could get back to the clubhouse to a cutie that they wanted to have some fun with. You wouldn't know anything about that would you?" I smiled as I nodded my head, dropping a dime into the coin slot on the coke machine. "Damn boy, even on a slow day you manage to find tricks. I need to have you give me lessons!" "Aww Jerry, you do alright, I've seen you taking guys out to the barn." "I don't do nearly as well as you and Randy do, and Joseph too, he had at least a couple of tricks every day last week while you were gone. I just don't know what I'm doing wrong." "I don't know either buddy; maybe we should get together next weekend and see if we can figure it out." I smiled at him. "Maybe we should." He said with a grin. We finished our cokes and I got up to leave. Turning back to Jerry I said smiling, "You know Jerr, you'll always be good to go with me, no matter what!" Then I turned and ducked out of the shack. Before going back inside, I decided to go check the pool's towels, because overall, it had been the busiest part of the club. The soiled hamper was less than half full, and they still had a full supply of towels on the shelves, so I left them and headed for the clubhouse. As I headed through the locker room, I saw the two men just starting to change from their golf clothes. They both looked up as I walked in, smiling from ear to ear. "So Red, are you about ready to see what you can do about improving our game?" the blonde guy asked. "Give me five minutes while I check the towels at the sauna, showers and massage room and I'll be ready to get to work on that problem." I said laughing. I headed into the massage room. It was completely empty, Ronnie and Paul were neither one around, so I made sure that there were enough towels, then headed for the sauna and showers. With plenty of towels everywhere, I went back to the locker room to find the two men sitting naked, talking to one another. "Ok guys, you have the advantage over me, you both seem to know who I am, but I don't know who you are!" I said to them. "Of course you're right Red," the blonde said, "I'm Gregory, but you can call me Greg, and this is my friend Walter. And we know who you are because of my brother in law Bill, you call him Doctor Bill, I believe he's your dentist? Anyway, he's married to my sister, and he says you've got the sweetest ass he's ever found, not to mention an awesome cock for a boy your size and age." "You said earlier that he said it was tighter than yours was at my age? What did you mean?" "Well, Bill is married to my oldest sister, and back when they got married, I was a little younger than you are now, and after they had been married for about a year, I was spending the summer with them, and he fucked me every night that whole summer. That was twenty years ago. I met Walter in college, we both just graduated from Dental School this June and we're going into practice with Bill, so you may be seeing more of us in the future." Looking straight at their naked bodies I smiled and said, "Well, I'm seeing pretty much all of you now, and I like what I see!" Greg got up off the bench and walked over to me, scooped me up into his arms and carried me over to where Walter was still seated. He sat down on the bench, leaving about three feet between him and Walter, and sat me down. "Well, I think it's high time we saw more of you too!" Greg said. The two of them began undressing me with almost practiced skill, one working on my shoes and shorts while the other pulled my shirt up and off of me. Within seconds I was wearing only socks and jock, and their hands were everywhere. They stopped what they were doing suddenly and played rock, paper, and scissors, to see which one would fuck me first. Walter won, and they turned my body so that my face was in perfect position over Greg's cock, and Walter got down and began tonguing my hole. I immediately took Greg's six inch cock into my mouth and sucked it down into my throat. Walter stood slightly, and then lifted my bottom into the air as he began to work the head of his cock into my hole. The more he pushed into me the further I took Greg's cock into my throat, until I was all the way onto both cocks. My nose was buried in Greg's pubes, and I could feel Walter's balls bouncing against my own. I guessed that Walter's cock was a little longer than Greg's but they both felt great going in and out of me, so I wasn't too disappointed one way or the other. After about ten minutes of sucking Greg, and being pummeled by Walter, they both suddenly pulled out of me and spun me around like a top. I was now on my back, my ass toward Greg and my head was under Walter. Greg pulled my jock off of me and tossed it onto the floor as he lifted my legs to my chest and pushed into me. Walter bent his legs, dropping his ball sack onto my nose, and I licked and lapped at his big balls, until he shifted his position, dropping his cock into my mouth. Walter's cock was only about an inch longer than Greg's, but it filled my throat just the same, and I loved it. They built up a rhythm and as Greg was going in, Walter was pulling out, and vice versa. I could feel my own balls starting to draw up under my cock, and knew that my orgasm wasn't too far away. They continued to see saw in and out of me until I knew I couldn't hold off much longer. They both pulled out of me at the same time, and then Greg raised my legs again and pushed into me again, then wrapped my legs around his waist and leaned back as Walter lifted my upper body up and onto Greg's chest. As Walter scooted up behind me, I had a sudden dread run through me as I realized what they were about to do. I had been on the giving end of a double penetration several times, but I had never been doubled myself. I braced myself for a painful experience as I felt the tip of Walter's cock touch my hole. Walter wet two fingers with his mouth, slid them into me along side Greg's cock, and then slowly and gently pulled outward in two different directions. I felt my hole open wider as Walter's cock head slipped into me. It did hurt a bit, but not as much as I thought it would. Walter then spat onto his cock several times, using his free fingers to make sure that his cock was good and wet, and slid more of the length into me. He then removed his fingers all together and spat onto his hand, smearing the spit onto the remainder of his cock, and began sliding it in the rest of the way. The sensation was terrific, as the two cocks filled me to capacity. I didn't feel quite as full as I did with Mike's monster cock inside me, but I felt full none the less. Walter began sliding in and out causing Greg and me both to moan audibly. It only took eight or nine strokes before all three of us were cumming, the two of them up inside me, and me between Greg and myself. They stayed inside me until both of their cocks had deflated, then pulled them out slowly. Walter then raised my butt high in the air as he examined it very carefully, then stuck his tongue deep inside of me, lapping out what cum he could reach. I felt my hole starting to close back down to near normal, as Walter lowered me back down to the bench. Once we had all rested a little, they picked me up between them by my feet and shoulders, and then carried me to the showers, where they proceeded to bathe me from head to toe. As we dried off, I looked at Walter and asked, "What were you looking for when you looked into my hole?" "I was checking to make sure there was no bleeding." He answered. "But I can happily report that everything is in perfect order." "I'm glad of that!" I said as I started toward the locker room and my clothes. Greg and Walter were both right behind me, their cocks swaying from side to side as they walked. I got to the bench and pulled on my jock, then my shorts, and shirt before I sat down to put my shoes on, when I realized that I wasn't wearing my socks. I looked down at the floor and found them rolled into two little white balls, curious as to when they might have come off my feet. I picked them up and unrolled them, then pulled them onto my feet and put my shoes on. As I was tying them, Walter and Greg both handed me two one hundred dollar bills each. "Bill was right!" Greg said, "You're definitely worth every penny and more!" "Absolutely!" added Walter, "I've never double penetrated anyone as small as you, but I just had to try it. I hope it didn't hurt too much!" "No, not really, I mean, I have never had it done to me before, and I don't think I want to do it again soon, but it was interesting, and different. And I actually enjoyed it a little too!" I said as I rolled the money into my sock, then thought and fished the money from earlier from the small inner pocket on my shorts and tucked it into my sock top too. As I pulled my keys from the inner pocket, Walter remarked, "You know Red, you really need a small wallet that you can put on your chain to keep your money in." He fished around in his bag from his locker and came out with a small zippered pouch. "Here, this is what I keep my car keys in, and it has a ring on one corner that you can slip your chain through, it will be much safer for your money than the top of your sock or that little pocket." I pulled the money from my sock, straightened it out, and folded it together, then put it into the zippered pouch and opened my chain and slipped it through the ring. I refastened the chain and put it around my neck. "I hope to see you guys again soon!" I said as I waved at both of them, and then headed out of the locker room. I looked at my watch and saw that it was nearly 4:30, so I quickened my pace toward the caddie's locker room. Jerry, Randy, and Joseph were already inside the locker room, changing into their street clothes when I walked in. "You'd better move that cute little ass of yours or you're going to miss the party!" Joseph said as he swatted at my butt, missing by a few inches. I unlocked my locker and pulled out my street clothes, then began quickly stripping off my work clothes and redressed. I unzipped the little pouch and pulled out the money and tucked it safely into the pocket of my pants, then returned the keys to their place around my neck, put my work clothes into the locker and got out my Keds and pulled them onto my feet. I shut the locker door and turned to face the others. "I'm ready, where's the party?" I laughed. They crowded around me and started mussing my hair, not that it mattered because I didn't have to comb it much anyway. We left the locker room and headed for Mike's office. He met us in the hallway. "You guys ready?" Mike asked. We all nodded as he turned toward the door of his office. "Let's go!" he shouted into his office. As Nick came out of the office, I ran straight into his arms and began kissing him all over his face. "Easy tiger, it's not like you were gone for a year, and besides, you've got all night to get reacquainted with each other! Let's go get something to eat, I'm starving!" Mike said as he pulled me off of Nick. We headed out to the parking lot to Mike's car.