Date: Wed, 04 Jun 2003 10:02:16 +0000
From: tughard@hotmail.com
Subject: Secret Club

True story.

I was 7 years old when I was initiated. Up until then I have vague memories
of getting a hardon but, although it did feel good rubbing my cock when it
was hard I don't remember having a climax.  Innocent and ignorant as how to
really jack off. Until the day the neighbour initiated me into the Secret
Club. I'd been round to his house a couple of times by then. We had
recently moved to the neighbourhood and I was still settling in and finding
out where all the kids stayed. The first time I met Tim I knew he was
different to other adults. He was immediately interested in what I was up
to and seemed really impressed with all the tales that little boys usually
think up to tell grownups when they want to impress them. Showing off
cartwheels and hand stands kept his interest.

It made me feel comfortable round him and made me come back after that
first time we met when I went round to sell some school raffle tickets. I'd
see Tim in his garden doing the lawn or busy in the garage and I would jump
over the fence and hang out with him. We use to talk about everything and I
felt that I could tell him things that I kept secret or were to shy to ask
other grownups. He'd teach me loads too! We use to work in the garden
together. It was one day while he was mowing the lawn that he asked me a
question I really found interesting. Why it was so interesting is that I
thought that I could easily get the answer but no matter what I came up
with; it was not what Tim was referring to. It was a few days after
Christmas and I was giving Tim a rundown on the presents that I got when he
asked me what I would do if I was sent to my room on Christmas night
without any present's.

I started with the obvious; cry my eyes out and bang on the door. He was
clearly not impressed and reminded me that I was in training to be a man
and that was hardly the answer he was looking for. This got me thinking and
I came up with elaborate schemes to entertain myself but every time I
mentioned anything that I could think of to play with Tim rejected it and
kept telling me to think like a man and not only focus on toys. It carried
on for what felt like ages. I would come up with something and Tim would
laugh it off. Until I was dying to know what he meant. I was pleading with
him to tell me what he was thinking of that I could not guess no matter how
hard I seemed to try. He promised me that he would tell me later after we
had finished up in the garden and that I should keep thinking about it.

Tim was roughly my dad's age but although he had a very athletic build and
was taller than my dad he did not have the bulk and definition my dad's
build had. My dad was seriously into body building and him and his mates
use to work out in his garage gym for hours after work. I was a lean boy
and of average height for my age. What made me standout was my skin
colour. I have a deep olive skin colour, dark brown hair and almost black
eyes. I remember getting looks from people kinda more like stares and then
when you catch their eyes they suddenly look away. I knew they found me
attractive and I was already very comfortable with myself.

Tim use to make lists with me of all the general skills I was mastering. I
felt so grownup with my ever increasing knowledge and skill set. Making it
worse that I could not guess at what he was referring to with his question
and it was driving me mad with frustration. Eventually we were done with
the garden for the day and all that remained was packing the tools away in
the garage. Tim's garage was a hallow place with everything perfectly in
place and a huge amount of big impressive looking machinery that he
promised he would one day teach me how to use.

I kept asking when he was going to tell me the answer to his question. When
all the tools were packed away he said he was ready to tell me. I was so
excited by this stage that I was literally bouncing up and down with
anticipation. He said that I was ready to join a secret club and that he
could teach me what he was referring to in his question and I would forever
know what to do whenever I was alone and bored. That all guys did it and I
was old enough now to learn and he was going to be my teacher as he said
that every man has to start with a teacher. We were in his garage, he said
I should turn and face the wall. Then he said I should pull my shorts
down. At first I was confused as to what he was wanting to do but I don't
think I actually hesitated for a second.

I just followed his instructions immediately. Although I did feel nervous
nothing that I was doing was weird to me. I had been naked in front of
people loads of times and thought nothing of it. I stood there with my
shorts round my ankles and only a small t-shirt that did not cover my
bum. I felt Tim come up behind me and then he knelt down pulling me
slightly back onto him. I was completely comfortable with Tim touching
me. We had loads of physical contact all the time. While he instructs and
demonstrates how to do things we are often touching or he would hold me in
the correct position to use a particular tool. He put his left arm around
me and held me tight up against him. With his right hand he parted my legs
slightly and then put his hard cock between my legs. I was completely
mesmerised. As I said, I was completely comfortable and use to nudity but I
had never seen a man's cock hard before, let alone feel it between my
legs. His cock was sticking out in front of me like a pole. I was nervous
and looked up thinking that I should not be staring at his cock. He told me
not to look away. He said I should look at his cock and touch it.  See how
it will be when my cock gets that big and when I look down in years to come
I will see a huge cock like his and not the tiny boy cock that I had
now. His cock felt amazing. Huge, hard, yet soft and silky to the touch as
his skin slid over the hard shaft. He was uncut and I was fascinated with
his forskin. I'm cut and my father is cut but some of his mates are also
uncut. I have seen them in the showers after their workout. Tim's cock
looked so different to the ones I had seen, it was rock hard and he could
pull the forskin back to show me his cock head. It was all so amazing to me
to see and feel I stood there in awe. He told me to look and concentrate on
what he was doing as I should be learning all the time now and it was vital
for me to remember everything. While he was holding me tight with his left
arm around me he spat in his right hand and rubbed the spit onto his cock.
It was now wet and huge and I was fascinated by him and it. He started to
move it between my legs. Fucking me between my legs. Apart from being
completely in awe of his cock I remember feeling millions of different
sensations that I had never felt before. I could feel a radiant warmth from
his body as he was pushing his cock in and out between my legs. I could
feel him breathing hard and his whole being changed, focused with such
determination it made me concentrate all the harder on what he was doing. I
could feel his cock between my legs and it felt huge with the spit it was
sliding in and out very easily. I could feel him rubbing up between my legs
and occasionally I could feel his cock head push against my asshole. It
felt really weird and nice at the same time. His cock was rubbing the base
of my balls and after a few strokes my boy cock was hard and also sticking
up in front of me. His head was over my shoulder and he was also looking
down at the show. He said I was a good boy and that I was concentrating
well. All while he was fucking me between my legs he again spat in his hand
and told me to watch him very carefully now as he was going to show me a
technique to make me feel really great and that the lesson I was learning
was a very important step in becoming a man. He rubbed the spit on my hard
cock and I felt the world shake as a sensation pulsed through my body that
I had never felt before. I was in heaven, a warm rush had covered my whole
body and what he was doing with my cock felt amazing. He took my small boy
cock between his thumb and two fingers and started to jack me off. He told
me that over the years I would develop my own technique but that rubbing my
cock like this would get better and better and that I should do it as much
as possible if I wanted to be grow up to be a real big guy. It felt great
he was sure right about that. I had complete trust and confidence in Tim
and I was totally ready and willing to do exactly what he said to have this
feeling now and to imagine that I will be able to have it again whenever I
wanted in the future; now that Tim had showed me the technique. I was
riding a pleasure wave that was really my first and I was enjoying it. He
stopped jacking me off and told me that he was about to initiate me into
the club and that I should watch his cock very closely now. I had my eyes
open and then closed at some stages as I said, I was riding a wave of
unfamiliar physical pleasure. I was now concentrating on watching his huge
cock ramming in and out between my legs. It seemed even bigger than when I
first saw it and he encouraged me to look carefully at his cock and take in
as much as I can. I saw him shoot out a liquid from his cock. It landed in
drops and some splashes in an almost perfect semicircle in front of me. I
could hear him grunting and really breathing hard. I was convinced that he
was also having great pleasure and that made me feel even better to know
that he is sharing this with me. His grip around me had seriously got
tighter and was nearly pushing the air out of me when the white stuff
started to shoot out of his cock. He stopped ramming between my legs and
held me still for a while. In that time I could feel his heart beat, smell
him close to me and feel his strong arm holding me tight against his
body. It felt great being there with him and I was so glad that he chose me
to teach and initiate into this secret club. He pulled his cock from
between my legs. In one movement he both stood up and picked me up onto his
work bench. Now I was standing facing him on top of his work bench. My cock
was still rock hard and basically at his face height now. He told me that
he was going to teach me pleasures that were my destiny as a man and that
he would train me like I was his own son. He moved his mouth closer to my
cock and he told me in a low voice that he was going to suck on me and that
I should not be shocked by the feeling and just enjoy it as I had been
doing up till now but, that this would be way better than rubbing my
cock. IT WAS!!! He took my cock into his mouth and that initial warm rush
that I had when he first touched me returned but this time even more
intense. He sucked my small boy cock into his mouth but did not stop at the
base as he could easily get my cock and balls all into his mouth. He sucked
and licked on it while he put his arms around my butt to stabilise me as I
was getting kinda dizzy and weak at the knees. He held me in a firm grip
and I could feel his thumb pressing hard against my asshole. I was ready
and willing to let him do with me as he pleased and to learn and enjoy
everything he was teaching me. He sucked expertly on my small boy cock and
balls while holding me in his firm grip and pressing harder and harder
against my asshole with his thumb. Until I felt that I was being held up by
his thumb being pushed in my ass. It was a weird and nice feeling. I had a
never yet felt; amazing feeling having my cock sucked on and Tim's grip and
specially thumb position that was intensifying the pleasure waves that I
was feeling. Suddenly I felt like I was going to pee. I was freaking what
would Tim say. I started telling him when he looked up at me and smiled
broadly. All he said was, "concentrate" and carried on sucking me. Then I
felt it for the first time. I started shaking uncontrollably and my mind
went blank as I was experiencing the thrill of my first dry orgasm. Tim was
not exaggerating and it is one of the most pleasurable sensations I have
ever felt and I will never forget my first orgasm. I slumped forward and
fell into his arms. I trusted him so completely that I did not look where I
was falling or try to stop myself in anyway. He easily caught me in his
arms and held me tight while he I could hear him giggle softly and welcome
me to the club.

That was the first time and my training had really only begun. I went back
to Tim many times over the years for further training; till I was 15 and we
moved away. Training that was vital for me to become a man. He explained
that a boy needs to eat loads of a man's juice so he can grow a big cock
himself and most importantly develop his own juice.