Date: Mon, 12 Nov 2012 16:57:41 -0600 From: Charles Hughes Subject: OUR SEX CLUB - 8 Young Friends b/b/b (oral anal) This story is completely fiction; it is the story of two young school boys and their friends. If you are not 18, or if it is illegal for any reason for you to read such material, you must leave now. Copyright 2012 Charles Hughes, all rights reserved. If you would like to copy the story, please, just ask. I'm grateful for the many responses! The responses help me assess various options for a story, and I do listen to readers. I will answer all emails (I love to hear from you); please put the title of the story in the Subject line and use this address: the.back.door@hotmail.com And THIS IS IMPORTANT: Readers, if you enjoy reading the stories at Nifty, please consider making a donation so their work can continue. http://donate.nifty.org/donate. OUR SEX CLUB – 8 It didn't take Albert long to recover, and he was ready to fuck. He went through the same routine with Marty's ass, and I helped him do it all. He was so eager to get inside he pushed, and maybe a little too hard. Marty sucked in his breath loudly, but he didn't complain. Alfred slowly pressed himself against Marty's ass, and it didn't take long for him to get in as far as he could; his three-and-a-half inches only went so far! Then he started fucking. I wasn't sure Marty was ready yet, but he began moaning as soon a Alfred began fucking. I couldn't see Alfred's cock or Marty's ass, but I got so hard watching Alfred fuck until his little butt was bouncing. Alfred was the one moaning now, and it was only a minute before he started to cum. He yelled louder than he'd ever yelled before, and Alfed was usually loud when it was time to cum! Marty was grunting as Alfred slammed himself into his ass, and I had to wonder if it lasted long enough to please Marty. But when Alfred fell off, Marty looked as happy as his fucker. After a little more play, we decided to eat our lunch. I had brought apples; Alfred had brought some cheese; Marty had brought some of his ma's bread. It was my idea to go up on top of the Rock and eat our lunches in the sun. We brought the blankets with us. We ate every bite. We'd all brought some water, and we drank some of it, too. Then we just lay back and felt the sun warming up our skin. After a little bit, Marty walked his fingers up my leg to my crotch, and my cock got stiff right away. He played with it, then he said, "Eddie, I want you to fuck me." Alfred was grinning and already sitting up to watch the action. Marty'd brought the cow stuff, and I worked his ass with my fingers for a little while. When I used my thumbs I could open his asshole wide enough to see inside! It was pink and shiney and wet. I slicked up my cock and put it against his hole. I shuddered as I went in, passed his tight ring, and my cock slid all the way in. "Aahhhhh Marty Marty..." It felt so good finally being inside my best friend! I pressed into him and used my hands on his hips to make sure I was in as far as I could go. I wanted to fuck, but I also wanted to just stay there, absorbing the heat of his ass, feeling the slickness, sensing his tunnel pulse against my cock. "Ahhhh yea Marty feels so good to be in you..." Marty whispered so quietly I had a hard time hearing him. "I want this fuck so bad." So I began to pull and push, feeling the tightness of his tunnel closing and opening around my cock each time. I wanted to ride this way all afternoon. I looked out from our lookout over the woods and the meadow below, and I thought, Here in front of the whole world, I'm fucking my Marty. I'm on top of the world with my cock in Marty... Then my cock sort of took over. I could hardly control my movements. I just needed to move... anywhere... inside his hot tight slick slippery ass... inside my Marty... I didn't even know what I was doing, I moved so fast. I heard Marty groan more loudly... and then I came. "uuuuuuUUUUHHHHHHH... mmmmmmmm..." I came hard, ramming my cock into him as the hot chills traveled up and down me... my insides so hot... cock so hard... ass so tight... "Yeayeayeaaaaa...." When we lay side by side afterwards, Marty pulled me over on top of him and kissed my lips. "You were so good inside me. You hit that place..." He kissed me again, and our tongues knew exactly what to do. When we pulled apart, Alfred was watching us with a more serious look on his face. He didn't speak for a minute, just looking, then he said, "It's... special for you guys, isn't it. I mean... You guys are... I don't know... special to each other." "Yeah," Marty smiled. "It's okay," Alfred said. "I just hope I find somebody special like you two have." "You will, Alfred," I said. "You're a great guy, and one hell of a cocksucker." We all laughed. We spent more time at the overlook then. Alfred wanted to suck, and we had to use some of our water to wash the cow stuff off our dicks. I watched him working on Marty while Marty was lying back, his hands under his head. He almost growled when he came! Alfred was grinning when he pulled away. He sucked me then, and I just lay back and enjoyed it, too. I sucked some; Marty did. We didn't do any more fucking that afternoon. We just lay in the sun, naked and horny, playing with dicks... It was the most wonderful day I'd ever had. There was a big change for our class on the next week.. Old Hawk Eyes left for a minute -- with a warning that she could hear every word from the hall -- and then walked back in with a new boy for the class. "Class, this is Seth Underwood. He's new, and I want you to help him get used to his new school." The room had never been so quiet. Seth Underwood was black. I'd seen Negroes in the town where we used to live -- thought I didn't really know any -- but most of the class had never even seen a black person before. Seth stood there, his eyes on the floor, and the class just stared at him. It was more quiet that during a test. He looked bigger than us. Not skinny but slender. His eyes -- when he finally looked around -- were a dark brown. And his skin was... the color of a Hershey bar. I could tell that he was really nervous. Marty and I looked at each other and then back at the new boy. Without saying a word, I think we agreed Seth was beautiful. "Seth, you will sit across the asile from Edward. Edward, show him the desk." As I stood up so he'd know where to go, she said, "And Edward, I'm assigning you to help Seth get to know the school and how we operate. He'll be with you for the rest of the day." Seth didn't look at me when he sat down. Why'd she pick me? Oh, "U" and then "W." Class began, but kids kept sneaking peeks around to the back of the room to look at the new boy. At recess, things were a lot quieter than usual. Seth went with me out into the schoolyard. I told him who Marty was, and a couple of other kids who came over, and the three of us were talking about school. The schoolyard stayed pretty quiet, and I knew lots of kids were watching us. I was telling Seth about recess and lunch when Alfred walked up. So I told Seth who Alfred was. "You need to know where the shithouse is," he said. "I'll show you how we wait when there's a line." Alfred was off with Seth before Marty or I could say a word. We went to get into line, too -- Seth and Alfred were already inside when we got there -- and one of the kids behind us said, "If he's sitting on that hole, I'm not going to sit there, that's for sure!" It was the first time anything like that had been said since the morning started. Marty turned around and almost hissed, "Shut the fuck up, Sammy! If I ever hear anything like that from you or anybody else, I'll shove your face down in that hole and make you eat shit!" Before he turned back around, he said, "Everybody who heard that, pass it around." I'd never heard Marty sound like that, so mad. That sure made a change in things -- the line had been kind of quiet before, and now kids were talking more like usual. Things were more normal. I stared at Marty until he smiled. When Seth and Alfred came out of the shithouse, they walked to the front of the schoolyard, and the line moved as usual. After me and Marty had peed, we went over to the pump to get a drink. Alfred came over and whispered, "He's got a big one!" That's Alfred, I thought. I almost laughed. We joined the group around the pump, and when it was Seth's turn the boy who had the water cup acted like he didn't know if he should give it to Seth or not. Marty yanked it out of his hand and said, "Go ask Sammy Bennett what I told him." He gave the cup to Seth. It turned out that Seth and his folks had bought the farm just down the road from our place, but on the other side. He told us they came from Alabama, where his pa had sold their old farm to move up here. Seth was a year older than us, twelve, almost thirteen. We walked home kind of slow that day. I told him I was sort of new, too; we'd just moved into our place during the summer. We all told him about ouselves, and Seth said a little more about his family and what Alabama had been like. None of us had ever been there. When we got to the "Y" we asked Seth to meet us there in the morning, and we'd walk to school together. I was wondering what school would be like that day, and I was glad that it was more like usual. Our class was, anyway. Me and Marty and Alfred walked around with Seth, except when Seth and Alfred went to the shithouse. After we left Seth at the "Y" that afternoon, Alfred wanted us to go to the Clearing. He told us his news while we were getting naked. "You guys, I couldn't see very well in there yesterday, but I could see better today. He's got a big dick! I watched him pee. And I don't think he minded! He let me watch!" We forgot about everything else when Alfred wanted to suck cock, and when he was done he wanted to get fucked. Marty had been carrying around a little jar of the cow stuff, and we'd used it several times in the Barn and at the Clearing. We didn't always fuck. But we fucked a lot. Alfred had to leave right away to get home, but me and Marty sat around for a little bit, and finally we talked about Seth. "He's a nice guy, isn't he?" I asked. "Yeah, he is. And it must be tough being the new kid after school's already started." We didn't talk about Alfred's news, but I think we were both thinking about it. Marty rolled over to me, and we kissed for a long time, our tongues deep inside. Then we jacked each other off, got dressed, and went home. Things went into the next week pretty usual. It turned out that we sort of went around together, the three of us and Seth. When we played baseball we found out he was a great batter. Sometimes we had races, and a couple of guys asked Seth to join. He came in second, and when he walked back over his skin sort of glistened with his sweat. And he got a perfect score on a spelling test. I usually do that, but I'd missed two this time. I got better grades than he did in arithmetic. We always asked Seth a lot of questions about what Alabama was like, but I think we were really finding out what Seth was like! He talked different than we did, a lot slower and it just sounded different. He grinned and said people in Alabama would think the same thing about us! We laughed. In our time with Seth, we'd laughed a lot. Alfred somehow always attached himself to Seth when Seth needed to pee. Seth called it piss. Alfred said Seth didn't mind and even showed him a little more of his cock now and then. I think that's when Marty decided we'd get to know Seth even a little better. During lunch hour one day -- we'd started eating together, too -- we went over to the far edge of the schoolyard and sat around talking. Marty was sitting on the ground cross-legged, and now and then he'd touch his crotch. It was soon obvious that he had a boner. He grinned at Seth and said me and Alfred were used to him; he got boners a lot. So we talked about boners. Where we'd been when one had sprung up when we hadn't wanted it. Who else in school got boners. And I told Seth about Marty playing with his cock in class, back at our desk. I told him that if he watched carefully he'd get a look at a real boner in class. Seth joined in and talked about boners, too. He called it a "hardon." He said lots of boys at his old school got hardons, too. The bell rang, so we went to class. A couple of days later Marty was back to his old teasing, trying to get me as hard as he was -- in class! I had to look when his hand went down into his pocket and rubbed his cock. I grinned; I'd been as close to that cock as his hand was. I looked over at Seth, got his attention, and motioned with my head that he should take a look at Marty. Seth grinned. But Marty was having the old efffect on me. I couldn't help but get a boner. And when you get a boner, you just have to touch it. I tried not to, but I knew I had to do something. So I gave up, stuck my hand in my pocket, and searched around for my dick. It was hard and poking against my underpants, and that was making a bulge in my pants. I rubbed it with my fingers and looked down at my lap; I could see my fingers working inside my pants! I glanced over at Seth, and he winked at me! Now me and Marty both had boners. Did Seth? I couldn't tell for sure. But he surprised me. He pulled his pants up tighter a little and turned toward us a little, and there was his bulge! And it was pretty big, too. Alfred must be right about a big one. I tried to get my boner down, but that just made it worse. Then Marty did something he'd never done before. He kept his hand below the level of the desk so Old Hawk Eyes couldn't see it, and he made a jacking motion over his crotch. I almost laughed out loud, but I turned it into a cough. At lunch we went over to what had become our usual place at the edge of the schoolyard. Alfred hadn't seen any of that, and we told him about what happened, me and Marty and Seth just not able to tell it without laughing. Alfred giggled and said we were way too horny. So I told him I wasn't horny enough to make sure I was in the shithouse when somebody wanted to pee. Alfred acted like he was all mad, and he said that there is a big difference between peeing and jacking off. We were eating our lunch while we were talking and sometimes almost spit our lunch out laughing. "But I got a problem," Marty said. "I still have a boner." "Well, I can see that," Seth grinned. "A guy's hand can do that, all right." And he made a jacking off motion in front of his crotch! Marty finally sighed and said, "Damn, I got to jack off. I can't stand this anymore." We laughed at him, but by that time we all had boners. And Seth had a hardon. Marty had his back to the schoolyard. I was surprised when he unbuttoned his pants and stuck his hand down into his underpants. You could see his hand working on his cock. Alfred snickered, but he started rubbing his pants. Seth looked around and checked us all out. Alfred said, "We all jack off...." "A lot," I said, and everybody laughed. I'd said that because I wanted to stop Alfred from saying too much! "We got a good place to jack off after school," Marty said. "Do you jack off?" he asked Seth. I think we held our breath to see how he would answer. Seth grinned. "Yeah. And me and my cousin... well, we sometimes do it together." Then he looked like maybe he'd said a little too much. "Only," he said, "we call it beating off." "Beating off?" Alfred wasn't the only one who hadn't heard that before. Seth shrugged. "Same thing as jacking off." "You wanna go with us to jack off after school?" Marty asked. "Sure!" So after school we did what we usually did -- walked slow so everybody was past us when we got to the Barn. We got around to the back, but I knew we wouldn't go in -- that was just for the Sex Club. "Wanna pull 'em out?" Marty grinned. He reached into his pants and pulled his cock out. "Damn, that feels better!" So we followed Marty's lead. We left our pants on and just pulled our cocks out like we were going to pee. But we started stroking. The three of us had our eyes on Seth when he pulled his out, and he knew it. It was the first time any of us had seen a black dick. Well, Alfred had, sort of. It really was the color of a Hershey bar. Even though we couldn't see all of it, we could tell it was long. The cockhead was really big, too. Marty groaned once and said he needed more room. He dropped his pants to around his ankle, then his underpants. Me and Alfred did the same. In a flash, there were three boys naked from the waist down, all with boners. Seth grinned. He'd dropped his pants, too, and his underpants. I'd never seen a Negro naked from the waist down -- and here was a great looking guy about my own age. I'd never seen a cock that big before. Long and dark... He was stroking slowly from the head to the base of it, and my eyes followed his hand. "Damn, Seth, that's one hell of a dick you got there." Marty spoke for all of us, I guess. "How long is it?" "Almost five inches," Seth said, and you could tell he was proud of it. And he had a right to be! It was a beautiful cock, and I just couldn't take my eyes off of it. Alfred had been seeing at least a part of that cock in the shithouse for several days, but he stopped stroking to stare. We all stroked, our eyes moving around from one dick to another. It wasn't long before our breathing became pants and we were a little bent over as our middles got all tickly inside. Alfred came first. And his high-pitched whine only made me hornier! I came next, and I let my moans show how I felt! Marty and Seth came about the same time. I had my eyes on Seth all the time, and I could see his cock throb in his hand when he grunted. We grinned at each other, pulled up our pants, and went home. We talked about jacking off again during lunch the next day. Seth wanted to know if we knew which guys in school beat off, but we could only guess. Then I remembers the Baileys and told Seth and Alfred about how we caught them playing with their little peters. I didn't tell about how we sucked them and then they sucked us. We didn't need to talk about walking home together after school; we just assumed we'd be doing it like the day before. When we got behind the Barn, Marty just dropped his pants and kicked his shoes off, then he took his underpants off. Me and Alfred did the same, and Seth did, too. We were all naked now from the waist down -- and all with boners pointing at each other! I thought Seth looked really sexy. Chocolate from the waist down, with a really big chocolate bar between his legs. We stroked, but we were already as hard as we got. Seth's cock was... so big! Thicker than ours, too. I wondered how it would taste. How hot it was. How much I could get into my mouth. What it would feel like to get it up the ass... I heard Alfred moan long and loud, and I thought from the way it sounded it was about ready to cum. But that wasn't what was going on. That five-inch cock was just to much for Alfred to pass up! Without a word, Alfred dropped down on his knees in front of Seth, took that dark cock from his hand, and began to lick the cockhead. "Aww fuck..." Seth said. He took a deep breath. "Yeah, Alfred, eat my cock. Suck in in!" Alfred got pretty far down on Seth's cock, but he couldn't take it all. I guess he made up for it with tongue action, because Seth had spread his legs as much as he could, and I could see his hips moving, pushing into Alfred's mouth when Alfred sucked it down. Pulling it out as Alfred pulled his lips up... It was obvious that Seth knew exactly how to feed a dick to a cocksucker. Marty and I kept stroking, but slower. I don't know about Marty, but I didn't want the fire that started in my belly to pull my attention away from Alfred's great blow job. That chocolate cock went in and out of Alfred's face slow and easy, but then it got faster. Marty grabbed my cock, and I grabbed his. It always felt better when it was somebody else's hand on your dick. We were stroking each other faster; it was so sexy -- watching them. Alfred kneeling down, his butt flexing as he raised himself a bit, his pink lips surrounding that big, black dick... Seth was hissing through his teeth and panting. "Fuck, Alfred... gonna cum soon... suck it harder..." His slender legs and hips froze for a moment, and then his thighs began to quiver. He started to groan, deep and low, but suddenly his moan became a loud "EEeeeeeyaaaa..." That was all it took for me, that great cock and the sounds! I almost doubled over when I had my cum, and then I felt Marty freeze up and begin his, too. I looked up, grinned at Marty, and then looked back at the cock being sucked. I could see that Alfred froze for just a minute -- I wondered why -- but he began sucking again. When Seth was done, Alfred pulled back from that big cock and turned around to us. He opened his mouth. I didn't understand what that was about, but Marty did. "Oh fuck, I see it! Seth you can cum! Damn, look at it on Alfred's tongue." I stepped over to see it, too. Alfred closed his mouth and swallowed. Then he grinned. He turned back to Seth, who had been slowly rubbing his dick, and took that big cock in his hand and began to lick it all over. We watched it wilt a little bit. But it was still the biggest dick any of us had ever seen. "Damn, Seth! You can cum! How long have you been able to do that?" Marty walked over and took Seth's dick from Alfred and held it in his hand. "Started this summer," Seth said. "Only I don't do it every time I beat off. And it's not creamy, like from bigger guys. Kind of watery. But it sure feels good when it spurts out! Alfred, sorry. I should have warned you I'd shoot. It was just so... Fuck, you suck like you love it!" Me and Marty said, "He does," at the same time Alfred said, "I do." We all laughed. Marty let me take that dark cock from him. It wasn't all the way hard, but it sure wasn't soft, either! "Me and my cousin got into cocksucking, too," Seth grinned. "I love to be sucked by somebody who knows what he's doing. And Alfred, oh yeah, you know what you're doing!" Alfred blushed! "You want me to take care of you now, Alfred?" Seth slowly pulled his cock from my hand. Alfred spread his legs as Seth knelt down. His shirt hid his cock now, but I wanted to watch the sucking. Seth licked a little first, all around Alfred's cockhead. He licked down to his balls, then up again. Then he sucked it in, all of it! I just saw that three-and-a-half inches of pink sucked in between those chocolate lips... Seth's jaw and throat moved as he worked on Alfred, and it wasn't long before Alfred was whining, like he does sometimes before he cums. "o o o o o O O O OOOOOOOOO..." Alfred's white belly was up against Seth's dark face when he came, and Seth held him close by holding Alfred's ass. Alfred pumped his little dick into that face as fast as he could, and then he fell across Seth's shoulder. "That's one sweet prick you got there, Alfred," Seth said quietly. Seth stepped back and pulled his underpants and pants up. The rest of us did, too. I got the feeling that nobody really wanted to leave yet. Seth leaned back against the wall of the barn. "Look... Me and my cousin did a lot of stuff... I don't know what you guys do, but I guess you should know that I really like this kind of stuff. You guys are... well, you're the kind of guys I like." He grinned. "But I got to get home. Meet at the "Y" tomorrow?" We agreed to meet in the morning, but when Seth went around the Barn and up the road we just sat back down. We looked at Marty, because he was sort of the leader of the Club. He was quiet for a minute, then grinned. "What a cocksucker! Right, Alfred?" Alfred thought for a minute. I guess we all knew we were thinking about the Sex Club. " I think he likes dicks as much as I do! Fuck if I'm not getting another stiffie just thinking about his mouth on my dick!" He waited to see if anybody else had anything to say. "We're... we're talking about the Sex Club, right?" "He belongs in the Sex Club, doesn't he?" I surprised myself. I usually waited for Marty's lead, but I just said what I thought. "We know he likes it because he did stuff with his cousin." I grinned. "And it was his idea to suck Alfred. I'd be hard all the time if he was in the Sex Club." "Then we ask him, right?" Marty was thinking what we were thinking. " A new member who likes sex as much as we do!" So it was decided. And we agreed that Marty would ask him. And that's how we got the fourth member of the Sex Club.