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A boy and his pals When this story begins, I, John, was about ten years old. I had a group of pals including two « leaders », Richard and Henry, twelve years old. The youngest was Andrew, 9 years old. Two other guys in the group, I can’t remember their names today. Our school was in an old building, with undergrounds divided into many small places, where we used to meet, undisturbed by anyone else. One day, Richard proposed us a new game. We sat in a circle. « Each of you will have to show his cock to the others. John, you go first » I felt very embarassed, but, at the same time excited. I decided to do it my way. At this time and ages we all wore short pants. I got my hand in my trouser and managed to get the tip of my cock in the air, along my thigh, then hided it quickly. Richard was the next. He had his hand in his trousers, and we saw something getting outside along his thigh. In fact he showed us .. the tip of his finger ! We all laughed. « OK, said Richard, we change a bit the game. Andrew, would you go to the table and lay on it, on your back, please ? » The young Andrew was a tiny blond boy, very obedient. He proceeded slowly to the table, asking himself what was going to happen. Once on the table, Richard positioned Andrew, feet to his buttocks, thighs wide apart, so we could see his underwear under his short pants. Then Richard began to touch Andrew’s sex through his underwear. When he finished, we all proceeded in the same way with Andrew, who seemed to appreciate the game. Then it was Richard’s turn again. This time, he inserted a finger under the underwear and managed to get Andrew’s cock and balls out of his underwear. For a moment, we all stared at this nice little sex clearly exposed. I could’nt retain myself, and jumped to massage this cute little cock and balls. « You’re a vicious bastard to do this » said Henry « I’m not !! He seems to appreciate, he let me do it without protesting » « I’m sure you wouldn’t like to be at his place ! » « No problem, if you wish that » « Come on, get on the table , then ! » So, I jumped on the table, after Andrew had get down. But this time, Richard went further. He unbutonned my pants, then removed completely my trousers and underpants, slided me at the edge of the table, so everyone can see my cocks and balls, but also my butthole. As for Andrew, at the beginning, they all just stared. I was very excited and was starting to have an hard on. I saw Henry licking his lips with a naughty smile. He came to me and grab my sex. They all joined him to touch and caress my sex and even my cheeks and butthole. I did’nt know what could have happened next, for the ring called us back to the classroom. When we leaved the school, night had fallen. I walked with Richard, Henry following us. Then I felt Henry’s hand on my buttocks, two fingers trying to proceed to my ass crack under my pants. I jumped ! « You’re crazy to do this in the outside, where anyone can see what you’re doing ! » Richard approved me « It’s not safe to do this here. Tomorrow afternoon we don’t have to go to school and my parents will be at their office. Why don’t you come to my house, we can play safely » We agreeded to this proposal. The next day, I prepared myself in the bathroom, carefully soaping my sex, buttocks, crack, and even inserting a finger in my tiny hole, in order to be perfectly clean. And, at the last moment, I decided to go without underwear under my pants. When I arrived, Henry was already here. I don’t know why, the tree of us seemed a bit nervous. I decided to start the operations by leaning on the table’s kitchen, thighs wide apart. « This bitch don’t wear any underwear ! » claimed Henry I responded, lying : « I often do this. I like to walk in the outside, nobody’s knowing I’m naked under my pants. And I thought you would like this » « So, we have just to remove his pants » said Richard, who seemed to me to have planned something. He turned back, then put in front of me a piece of .. butter ?? They got my legs up « ass in the air » and Richard began to slowly massage my asshole with a finger covered with butter. Deligtfull, so I close my eyes. « Get on your side, your ass at the edge of the table » So I did. Henry spread my cheeks wide apart, while Richard continue his massage, then insert very slowly the tip of his finger. I moaned with pleasure, when Henry noticed my solid hard-on. « This guy is a real whore ! » said Henry, beginning stroking me. Richard had inserted completely his finger and began to move it back and forth. Il feel a slight burning inside me, but was too much excited to ask for a break. Then he retreives his finger and began to insert to fingers together. This time, it was more difficult, but I let him do his job. « Ready for the big game ? » asked Richard Not really knowing what he meaned, but confident in his softness, I agreeded. « Then get on the floor, on your knees, in a doggy position » What I did. Richard fingered me again, while Henry offered me his cock for my mouth. I found this a bit disgusting in the beginning, but soon I found this exciting, maybe because Richard, still fingering me, slowly stroke my cock with his other hand. He then remove is finger and I felt something smooth, but bigger against my asshole. I realized he was trying to insert his cock. « Slowly ! » I screamed « Don’t worry and relax » I think Richard was a quite experienced guy in doing this. After the opening of my hole, he proceeded very slowly. It was a bit burning, and in the same time very pleasant. At our ages, those games did’nt last a long time and he ejaculated quite quickly. « My turn to screw the bitch » claimed Henry I feared that, because he was more brutal than Richard. And when he entered, I screamed, and manage to get him out of my asshole. Richard proposed to help. He took me back on the table, on my side, butt on the edge. Then he took Henry’s cock in his hand, and inserted it slowly. This time it was burning, but he was inside, and so excited that he shooted his cream almost immediately. I jumped to the bathroom to clean myself. And I came back, entirely dressed and said I had to leave. « Maybe we can play again next week ? » asked Richard « Maybe » I answered But, during this week, every night, I stroke in my bed thinking about what happened And, next week .. I decided to go back to the place where I knew that Richard and Henry were impatiently waiting for me With the apologize for the poor English of a Frenchie. 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