Date: Wed, 20 Jul 2022 16:54:26 +0200 From: john skehan Subject: secret shack in the woods Secret shack in the woods cajuncock If you've made it this far you know the drill. This is a work of gay fiction for adults. If this tale offends you leave now. If you enjoy the stories here please donate to keep the site going. It provides a needed service to our community. Comments; cajunboi868@gmail I was sitting on my screened back porch sipping a cold rum and coke with a young neighbor boy, 12. He asked me about growing up in this small town. Well, it used to be small anyway when I was 13. So he was sitting on the floor of the porch with a large lemonade. Being 70 and one of the remaining old timers I decided that he should know about the old days before we had TVs. So I began to tell my tale. I was one of the youngest of the neighborhood boys, 13 at the time. In those days most parents worked, both of them. My folks had a woman come in to take care of the little ones, the ones under ten. I was pretty much left to myself. The other boys around there were older, 15 or so. I'd follow them sometimes if they'd let me. Our block ended at the woods, a dead end street. Often the other boys would go off into the woods to explore, At least that's what they called it. They never let me go with them no matter how much I begged. But since we had no air conditioning in those days most boys were shirtless all the time. The older boy would tell me that my hairless chest reminded them of a girl's but without the nipples. Sometimes they pinched my nipples making me squeal like a girl. They'd laugh and joke about that asking if I felt like a girl. One hot day they told me about a secret place they'd found in the woods. It was an old shack left by the construction crew that built the baseball field. It was rumored to be haunted by missing boys. The construction crew was rumored to have found boys alone wandering in the woods. The men had played a game with the lost boys. They captured the boys, took all their clothes off and used them like girls. But the boys were never seen again. I sat mesmerized by the story of the boys. I looked up at the boys telling the story and saw them rubbing the front of their pants as they told me of the things that the men did to the boys. They told me that the captured boys were later sold to some older men who took them to a foreign place where they were sold to some rich men who raised them for their own pleasure. I wanted so much to see the old shack where all of this happened. I promised to do anything if they would just take me there. One of the older boys asked me "Would you do anything?" I rapidly said "Yes, I'll do anything you want." He asked if they could blindfold me to keep the place a secret? I was so anxious that I agreed instantly. So they led me into the woods blindfolded and all. Along The way they told me that we'd have to remove all of our clothing or the men might not accept us. I quickly took off everything. I heard them removing their own clothes. We continued walking for about 30 minutes deeper into the woods. I was told to stay still while they gave a secret knock and I heard the old, rusty door open. An old man called out "Did you bring us a new gift? Perhaps you've brought a young one for our pleasure?" One of the boys replied "Yes, he's only 13 and untouched by anyone." Another voice said "Then enter with our gift. If he pleases us we will reward you handsomely." I was pushed forward by a pair of hands and told to step up some stairs. The blindfold was removed and the room was illuminated by flashlights. All of those were pointed to my naked body. I could not make out the others in the dark room. A naked man wearing a hooded mask came up to me to examine my naked body. One of the other boys was pushed towards me and told to prepare me for inspection. He held a pair of small bottles in his hands. He told me to bend over. I was too scared to disobey and bent over a padded bench in the middle of the room. As I lay there he applied some ointment to my hole whispering a chant about pleasure to me. It was to be a supreme pleasure that these men would give to me today. For some reason my little 6 inch boy dick got hard as he worked on my rear. The others in the room soon took up the chant. My arms were then tied to the legs of the bench and the hooded, naked man stood before my face. He asked me "Do you want to join us, to become one of the few sacred men? Do you submit your body to us?" I mumbled a yes out of fear of the consequences if I refused. The boy who had prepared me handed the hooded man a small bottle. He held it up high proclaiming to the room "He has given his consent to join us. Now let us all bestow our blessing on his prepared virgin body. Inhale the spirits of joy and enjoy each of your new brothers." The bottle was placed under my nose and I inhaled as instructed. My head was spinning and my boy cock bounced with my need to be a member of this group. The hooded leader moved behind me and I felt his tongue kiss my exposed, oiled hole. I yelled out at the new sensations that were sweeping through my body. The chanting increased as more bodies moved closer to me. The chant became clearer "Fuck him, Fuck him! Bring him to us for our pleasure." The leader grabbed my hips as I felt his dick probing for my virgin hole. I no longer was fearful of what was to happen to me. I wanted to join the older teens and men in bringing all of us new pleasures. His dick found my hole rubbing up and down over the tight opening. The leader said aloud "I take this as your gift to us bringing manhood to you." With those words he plunged into the root. I felt his coarse pubic hairs press against my smooth ass. I screamed out in pain at first then with a newly found pleasure. My own cock let out its first ever load of boy juice. I heard men call out 'He gave us his first gift! Joy to our life!" I heard the leader call out as I felt his dick pulse inside my body delivering his loan of man essence. He fell from my body moaning only to be replaced by another man and boys. The room remained silent as I heard men shuffle out. I was released from the bench and my backside was tenderly washed. One of the boys replaced the blindfold and led me outside. I heard the other boys pull on their clothing and leave. I was left naked with just one other boy. He removed the blindfold and handed me my things. I knew him. It was Jimmy, my neighbor's boy, he gently kissed the side of my face. I reached up and pulled him into a deep kiss. Then I asked him "Was this part of your plan for me?" He blushed and nodded yes. Going home he explained that the group was real. It was men and boys who enjoyed each other. He'd long wanted to be with me but was afraid to tell me. He went on to tell me that now we would be closer, better than friends. For the next 4 years until he joined the army we shared many more minutes and brought other boys into the group. Before he left for his military training there was a big going away party for him. The group gave him a big send off. I was sad to see him go. But I knew that the rest of the group would see to it that I was not alone. As I finished the story I looked down to see the 12 year old asleep holding tight on to his stiff boy dick. I knew that when he woke he'd have many questions for me about the secret group and their shack in the woods.