Date: Sun, 13 Jan 2019 11:57:54 +0000 (UTC) From: Leslie Carr Subject: Boys Club 2 Boys Club 2 By Androgyne Now I'm alone, the only boy in the classroom, I allow myself to pull back a chair and sit down. I put my hands behind my head and interlace my fingers then lean back and grin at the ceiling. So the day went well and Dex passed his first test fine, and on Friday I get to tell the rest of the club, those that are there that is, not every member can turn up for every meeting. In fact, as the club has grown lately, we could all hardly fit in any usual place we collect. Sitting here my mind goes back to my own final, not first, initiation. I guess I was just a little older than Dex is now by maybe three or four months. The club meeting was being held in, believe it or not, an unoccupied house that Duncan Jones's dad, an estate agent, was selling. Duncan had swiped the keys from the many sets in his dad's home office. He swiped this set because the house was detached and didn't share a wall like terraced houses or semi-detached houses do. Duncan got there early to pull the curtains and only turn on a few dim lights. We arrived one at a time so nobody would notice maybe eight or nine boys going in through the wrought iron gates in a bunch. I had to be the last to go in since it was my final initiation. Jimmy Jackson opened the door for me and tugged me inside closing it fast but softly. "Back here Vincent!" The fact he said Vincent and not Vinnie registered right away that things were officially underway now I'd arrived. I followed Jimmy into a really big back room fully furnished with old but comfortable looking furniture and only a few small lights turned on. In charge that night was Alan Jeffers. Look we are kinda formal but we don't wear robes and masks or anything like that; except for that special night. Right off I could see three boys wearing bathrobes or dressing gowns and knew right off they were my examiners. Alan was sitting on an upright wooden chair turned around backward so his hands were on the backrest and his legs on either side of it. "Vincent Doyle why are you here?" I was ready for this and had rehearsed it in my mind till I was word perfect. "I'm here to prove I'm fit to be a full member of Saint Mark's Boys Club." "So you're ready to be tested Vincent?" "Yes Alan I am!" "Very well first you must satisfy three members and one of them by cock-sucking and swallowing when he cums. The other two will use your ass for their pleasure and before we commence do you have any questions?" "No Alan." "Then take your clothes off so we can begin." I wasn't wearing that much and soon I was down to just dark green briefs and socks. I was peeling off the socks when Terry Gilmour whispered to me and just his few words made things much easier for me. "Not getting shy now are you Vinnie?" I had to freeze my face so I didn't grin at that but I right off felt ready. I wrestled those briefs over my hard-on to stand naked and ready for Alan to kick things off officially. "We drew lots and first you'll give Steven Blake a blow job." Steve tugged loose the cord on his robe and shrugged out of it and he was as naked as I was. He sprawled down on a big old sofa and beckoned me across. He wasn't fully up so my first task was to get him that way. On my knees before him I took a hold of his short thick cock, stroked it a little, then wrapped my fingers around it to pump it hard till it rose and went stiff. With his foreskin back showing his just as thick knob-end I took it into my mouth to go down on him. Lips clamped and bobbing my head I occasionally switched to licking his knob and using the tip of my tongue on his foreskin. Then it was back to bobbing and sucking again. I know he wasn't trying not to cum and he was rock hard but it seemed to take ages but when he did cum it was so sudden it took me by surprise. His eyes went wide, his head went back, and all of a sudden it was. "Aaahhh fuck!" And with that he shot his jizm into my mouth in a single huge wad followed by just a few smaller spurts. I gulped down his jizm and sucked away the last drops of cum that were seeping out. I shot a quick glance at Alan who nodded and took charge again. "Philip Henderson is next and he will fuck you up the ass Vincent." The pause was just long enough for Phil to lube up his cock and me do the same with my pucker. Naked Phil got me to bend face down over the arm of the big old sofa and took hold of my hips. His cock is long and fairly thin and stands up dead straight now he was hard for me. I felt his cock slip between my ass-cheeks and then probe my pucker before he eased his hips forward to drive into me. "Oh fucking yeah!" Those were his words then he was pumping his stiff cock back and forth or in and out whichever way you call it. My ass was hot and tingling but my own cock was hard and hot and throbbing; which I did not want until the second half of the initiation. I tried to ignore it and concentrate on Phil's thrusts, getting slower but deeper as I could hear his breath hissing as he got close. "Oh shit." Just that and quite quietly then I could feel thick creamy jizm spurting inside me as he pounded away till there was nothing left and he'd shot his full load. When he pulled out of me I caught a muttered "Phew cool" before he sort of swayed away. My ass felt hot from where his cock had ground against the ridges inside it and I could feel jizm trickling out onto my thigh. "The third one drawn was Terence Gilmour." Alan's voice wasn't quite as steady as at the start and I reckon he was maybe getting warmed up and turned on himself. Still getting Terry was again a bit of a bonus for me since he'd already helped me settle my nerves down that little bit. I'd heard that sometimes boys had just not been able to get hard on initiation night but so far I was up and the other two boys hadn't struggled. Terry was going to fuck me from the front and I was laid out on that big sofa as he slid atop of me. Up close he could whisper in my ear without the others hearing, or at least hear what he'd whispered, as his hard straight cock touched me. "You'll be fine Vinnie. I fuck you and cum then it's your turn with the three of us and you'll be a full member!" He pushed at me until my knees were touching my shoulders and my heels rested on his shoulders and then, with his palms taking his weight on the sofa cushions, he eased his cock between my ass cheeks and up to my pucker. My own curved cock was resting on my belly and he wasn't touching it for which fact I was really happy. The last thing I wanted was to cum before I took my turn at trying to cum three times close together! Pressing forward his cock first probed my pucker and then stretched it slowly till his oily cock slid inside. I grunted just as Terry gasped a little and then he was fucking me deeply and smoothly. I mean Phil enjoyed fucking me and who doesn't like cumming but it had felt like he was performing for the rest of the boys. Terry was just into fucking my ass like there was nobody else there. His lashes flickered down and he closed his eyes as he breathed faster and his cum got closer. His last few strokes were slow and deep and then his body stiffened, he groaned out "Fucking yeah", and his cream was spurting inside me as he shuddered all over. He finally pulled out of me and managed to wink at me and also managed another whisper that sounded like "Your turn now tiger" as he moved away. I was half way there now. Alan gave me no time at all to recover or get ready. So now Steven Blake had to blow me! I was certain it wouldn't take long either my cock being rock hard and throbbing. So Steve, still naked, knelt where I was sitting on the sofa, spread my thighs wide and then wider, and took hold of my cock to guide it into his mouth. Warm saliva swirled around it and then he locked his lips on the barrel of my cock and he was bobbing his head as smoothly as well- oiled clockwork. I was of course right that I'd cum fast and closing my eyes leant against the back of the sofa while nature took its course. When I came I'd gritted my teeth and I made a noise like I was choking as I shot thick milky jizm into Steve's mouth in wads. When I finished bucking and writhing around he stood up and let a thick thread of my cum leak out onto his chin and grinned at Alan. "Looks like a big cum to me Alan!" "That's one pass Vincent and now you fuck Philip for a second pass." Somebody tossed me the bottle of baby oil to slick up my cock. I was sort of semi hard; not limp and not rigid. However as I used my hand to coat myself from helmet to the base of my cock's barrel; I pumped it a bit and began to stiffen up. I fucked Phil doggy fashion from behind. He was on his hands and knees on the sofa as I knelt behind him; taking hold of one hip with one hand as I guided my cock between his ass cheeks with the other I pushed my hips forward. My helmet pressed firmly against his pucker and I pulled back a little to thrust harder. Phil sort of moaned softly as I forced myself into him; he was even tighter than I recalled! Then finally my now rock hard cock slid all the way inside and I could feel my helmet rasping against the ridges inside his ass canal. Now gripping both hips I went to work reaming that tight ass as I felt the heat beginning to build in my cock. Soon, unlike earlier, I forgot there was anyone but me and Phil there. I got hot and went hotter and hit a big finish to cum like a madman. I jerked and had a sort of wild spasm as I emptied my cock into him. When I pulled back I flopped on that sofa breathing hard with jizm still oozing from the slit in my cock. Phil's ass was leaking my jizm so there was no argument about my second cum. Alan sounded just a bit easier then. "That's two passes now Vincent so just one more cum and you're in!" The thing was could I manage to cum again so soon? I was limp after shooting two loads one after another. If I couldn't that didn't mean I was out for good and I could come back to try all over again but "The fuck with that" I thought and decided to give things one more go if I could. It was Terry's turn to take it for my final attempt and he was there and ready and naked. Alan cleared his throat. "You know that you have time yet Vincent. I'm checking my watch so are you going to continue?" "Yes Alan I sure am!" I took a hold of my cock, still slick from the mixture of oil and jizm, and placed a finger under my helmet and my thumb atop of it. Sprawled on that couch I began to jerk on my cock while trying to think about absolutely nothing. And at first that's exactly what happened; nothing! My limp cock was flopping about as I tried to work it up and hard again. Next I pressed up with my finger and down with my thumb to tighten on my helmet and pumped harder and faster. Suddenly I could feel that odd feeling that some boys call "coming on" and my cock began to stir and rise as well as tingle. Pumping away and breathing hard I suddenly saw I was rising and curving up and finally went hard. I was desperate to get my cock into Terry in case I went soft again and I kept jerking on my cock until Terry was laid back on the sofa, legs splayed wide, and holding his own thighs in either hand. I moved between his thighs and pushed my hard cock between his buttocks. My own hands were now on the outside of his thighs and as I pushed hard with my hips he was muttering into my ear again. "Fuck me Vinnie and you're there. Just one more big cum and it's done." I went deep into him and as I fucked him Terry was pushing up to meet my strokes. I was as hard as iron but could I cum again? Every time I plunged in that sofa creaked and it didn't matter how long this took now I was going like a hammer but if I gave up and stopped I'd fail. Then I felt it! My ass was still hot from being fucked twice but the heat swirling there was different; it was the heat of cum rising! Panting I went at Terry even harder and he grabbed a hold of my ass to urge me on. My cock was hurting as the heat boiled up it and I groaned at Terry that I was "Cumming" and right then I did. I tried telling Terry later what it felt like. The best I could manage was that my jizm came out feeling like burning honey as it spurted into him. Can you faint from cumming super hard? I dunno and I didn't pass out but fuck my cock burnt as I drained myself dry and my head spun. It took what seemed like ages to come round properly and ease my totally limp cock free and the boys gathered round led by Alan. "Super Vinnie; you did just super and you're now officially a full member of the club." I was getting hugged and congratulated by all but what I needed now was to go home to rest my tender ass and lifeless cock. Alan has loosened up totally now. "I guess you won't be staying for more fun then will you Vinnie?" He said that with a straight face until I laughed and he laughed with me. I didn't stay, just cleaned up my ass, got dressed, and headed off home leaving the boys to enjoy themselves! I come back to myself in a deserted classroom and a silent school; I also find that from those memories I have a raging hard-on. I push back the chair and cross to the classroom door to stare down the corridor. At the very far end I can see one of the cleaning staff pushing a wheeled cart into another classroom. I'm sure I've got time so I unzip my slacks and ease my cock out of my briefs. Sliding back my foreskin I commence jerking off while keeping an ear open for anyone approaching this room. Despite two cums earlier with Dex I'm getting there fast! With my breath whiffing in and out I have a tight grin on my face; and then I make an "Uhnnn" noise and shoot an impressive arc of thick white jizm out onto the classroom floor. Once the pleasure is fading I whip out my handkerchief to wipe my helmet clean of jizm and then tuck away my cock and handkerchief. I grin down at the puddle of my jizm on the classroom's vinyl floor tiles and "do a runner" before the cleaners arrive to find cum stains. Luckily I live close to Saint Mark's so my daydreaming doesn't mean I've missed a bus and will get home late. I can walk home in no more than ten minutes so collecting my bag I head off home. When I do arrive home I can see dad's car isn't parked up, nor is mum's in the car lean-to, but on our driveway is my brother's car. So Ritchie's here early which is both good and bad as I'll soon explain. I slip my key into the lock and let myself in. If nobody had been home our intruder alarm would have started bleeping until I either tapped in the P.I.N. number or the alarm would go off spectacularly. As I shut the door behind me, drop my bag in the hall, and take off and hang up my blazer my brother Ritchie emerges on the upstairs landing. "Hey you're a bit late Vinnie so where've you been?" He's stepped out of the bathroom and clearly out of the shower too since he's still wet. He's a towel wrapped around his waist and a second one draped over his shoulders with which he's drying his hair and upper body. "Well it wasn't an ordinary day today Ritchie. Me and some other boys were mainly helping a couple of teachers set things up for the second half of the term. I must have lost track of the time." "Why don't you come on up and save us yelling up and down the stairs?" I hang my school tie up where I hung my blazer and head up the stairs wanting the good part and hoping for no bad. When I walk into Richie's bedroom he's sat upon the edge of his bed still towelling himself off. He pats the bed alongside him to show where I should sit. "So how was school then?" "Well I just told you Ritchie it wasn't a normal day with lessons..." I trail off as he waves me to be quiet. "No kid I mean how was SCHOOL not how was school and you know the difference and you know what I mean. What about that Dexter White thing? Has it happened yet?" I try to play innocent and look innocent but as I'm about to speak Ritchie lays a finger across my lips. "Don't do the innocent schoolboy thing with me Vinnie; remember I was a member of St Mark's boys club for years when I was there." He grabs a hold of me and pulls me onto his lap atop a damp towel and stares right into my eyes. If I want to know what I'll look like in a few years' time I only have to look at my brother now. I'm fairly tall for 13 and he's a couple of inches taller. I'm quite well built; in a slim sort of way. He has the same kind of physique. He's as milky pale skinned as I am with the same red hair, maybe a shade darker, and the same blue eyes. "Spill the beans brother while I tickle you to death!" I confess I just fall apart when I get tickled and Ritchie knows exactly where to tickle to ring the bells. After being reduced to a helpless heap he grills me again. "So was it today kid?" "Yeah Ritchie and he passed with flying colours. I took him up to the sixth floor and we sucked each other off so he's passed the first test." I don't mention anything about us jizzing all over each other because that wasn't part of the test; that was just extra fun for me! "Well Vinnie you know how it works? Once you leave St Mark's you're no longer a member of the boys club so it means recruiting new boys to replace the ones who leave and it sounds like this Dex is a likely candidate." He's got me back onto his lap and through the thick cotton towel, my school slacks, and my briefs, I can feel his cock has stiffened up and I'm really hoping it'll be good news. "So did you miss the club when you left Ritchie?" He suddenly looks really serious and says nothing for a moment. "Vinnie my bro I'm going to tell you something now that's a massive secret. You say a single word of this to anyone and you're dead do you understand me?" I nod so hard the mattress squeaks under us. "There is a St Mark's old boys club that you and the ones still at school know nothing about and I'm a full member. So the fun doesn't end when you leave the school but this has to be our secret until I tell you otherwise okay?" I nod and repeat I'll keep it a deep secret and then he relaxes and grins at me. "So how good was this Dex at a blow job? As good as me?" So I grin right back at him. "Well he was pretty good but what's the chance of you showing me how good you are?" It looks like I never had any need to worry about the bad side! "Well dad rang me earlier and he's picking mum up in the city centre to go for a meal so there's plenty of time for us to practice." So we have lots of time thus no bad news. It doesn't take a second for him to be naked since all he has to do is pull off that towel. Even his cock looks like mine! Its long like mine, maybe a tad longer than mine, and maybe a tad thicker than mine, it curves up just like mine, and our cock's helmets are long and ovate and almost purple coloured when we get turned on. Next he's unbuttoning my shirt and even as he does I'm thinking our secret is a secret not even St Mark's club boys can know about. I knew I was gay from really young and so did Ritchie but we're gay, or queer, or whatever you call it for each other too. He tosses my shirt aside and I've been busy unbuckling my belt and tugging down the zipper. Ritchie pushes me back onto the counterpane and drags my slacks and my shoes off in one go. My white briefs are bulging from my big hard on and then Ritchie's easing them off and my cock springs free and up towards my belly. Ritchie's naked and so am I but for my black school knee socks as he rolls his hot smooth body on top of mine. I wrap my arms around his neck to pull his mouth down to mine for a long deep kiss and we're off and running!