Date: Fri, 20 Feb 2015 22:19:40 +0000
From: puermalo@hushmail.com
Subject: F-Club PART 5

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The F-Club

Part 5: Ben joins F-Club

	Every Thursday, after school, local boys gathered at the town park
for football practice.  There were two teams, an under-15 side and an under
13-side.  They would do various training activities and end the session
with a knockabout game.  Invariably, a few bystanders would lurk on the
touchline; some innocently out walking the dog but often one or two adults
whose interest in the boys was of a darker, sexual nature.

	William and Ben were both members of the under-13 side and at the
end of the training they would hurry off to the rather ramshackle building
which served as changing rooms for the boys.  Most of the boys didn't
bother showering, preferring to wait until they got home, but some made use
of the basic, communal shower space which comprised a tiled room with three
showers on each of the two side walls.

	William and Ben were in the dressing area.

"When is `F-Club' gonna meet, then?" asked Ben, making sure that no-one
else was listening.

"Dunno," replied William as he was tugging his jeans up and over his
delightful boy bulge, "We need to find a decent place where we won't be
disturbed."

"What about your place? Don't you meet there anymore?"

"Well, we have done, but only when my mum and dad aren't there – and
that's not very often."

"What about at Luke's, then?"

"Same thing," William continued, "We were nearly fucking caught out before
and only just got our clothes back on in time!"

"Oh," Ben commented disappointedly, "And my place ain't any use now that
gran lives with us. She never goes out!"

"Yeah, we definitely need a safe place for the club but I can't think of
anywhere," said William.

They finished dressing in silence, each boy trying to think of a suitable
meeting place, and then Ben had a sudden idea.

"What about here?" he said, "It's not used most of the week.  It would be
perfect!"

"Yeah, it would, but how could we get in here?" William countered, "It's
always locked up."

Again the two youngsters pondered and again Ben came up with the solution.

"I know, we'll leave one of the back windows a tiny bit open just enough
that no-one notices," he said, "And then we can sneak in that way."

"Hmmm, we could try, I suppose," William agreed, "Let's wait until the end
and then unlock a window when no-one will notice."

As they waited, William texted his older brother Tom and explained the
plan.

A few moments later, Tom replied.  He told the boys to go ahead with their
scheme and that he would text all the other members of F-Club and convene
the next meeting for the following evening, Friday.  With six members now
in the club it was certainly increasingly difficult to find a safe location
for meetings but this seemed the ideal solution for their needs.

. . . . .

At 7.00 pm the following evening the six boys met at the entrance to the
park. There was Tom (15), the club leader; Ryan (14), his deputy; William
(Tom's younger brother) and his best-friend Luke (both 12); little Oliver
(11); and now they were joined by the new-comer Ben (13).

The gang sauntered around the edge of the park making their way gradually
to the sports pavilion.  It didn't look suspicious, they were just kids in
the park after all.  Besides, there weren't many people about to even
notice them.

When they reached the pavilion they checked that they weren't being watched
and hurried around to the back of the small building.  Sure enough, the
small window that Ben had left ajar was still open.  Tom and Ryan lifted
Ben up towards it.  He put his hand in and released the catch fully then
climbed inside.

"I'll let you all in through the fire exit," he told them and disappeared
from view.

Moments later, all the club members were inside with the door shut securely
behind them.  Tom led the way into the changing room and the other boys
followed eagerly chatting away.  They stood in a circle and Tom finally
spoke.

"I declare the meeting open," he began, "But from now on keep your voices
down to a minimum. We don't wanna be found out."



"As you know, the last person to join gets to fuck the newest member of the
club. So Ollie you've gotta fuck Ben, okay."

Oliver nodded in agreement. Tom continued.

"I'm gonna fuck my brother.  Ryan and Luke, you can decide who gets to fuck
the other."

Ryan pointed at young Luke and then at himself, indicating that Luke would
be top this time around.  Luke nodded.

"The boy who's doing the fucking has gotta suck off the other one's cock
after they fuck him, that's tonight's rule.  Okay everyone, get all your
clothes off and get down to it.  I've got the baby-oil here if you need
it," Tom added, placing a bottle of oil on one of the benches.

In no time at all the six boys had stripped off and each was sporting a
stiff erection.  Readers might recall some of the details of each boy but
it is worth being reminded of the variety of endowments.  Tom was biggest,
a solid 5-incher, but Ryan was nearly the same size.  Luke had a thin cock
but, at 4-inches, it was a good length for his age.  William had a nice
three-and-a-half and Oliver was a little shorter.  But what of the new
member, Ben?

Ben was the first of the boys in F-Club who was circumcised.  A dark pink
glans perched on the top of a nicely-proportioned four-incher.  It bent
upwards very slightly and a neat triangle of dark pubes sat at the base.
Two small plum-like balls dangled in a hairless scrotum beneath.

	William and his older brother went over to one corner of the
changing room.  The younger boy turned and bent over, keeping his balance
by resting his hands on the long bench.  Tom moved behind him and pulled
the 12-year-olds bum cheeks apart to expose the pink hole that seemed to
wink at him.  Tom let a long string of his spit trail from his mouth
towards its target.  It trickled down the crack and he began to smear the
wetness on the tight opening with his knob end.  With one hand he held the
cheeks as wide as he could and with the other he steered his cock tip up
against the youngster's ring.  He probed, relishing the hotness and the
wetness of his young brother's rear.  Then he pushed forward.

	"Arghhh!" complained William, wincing from the invasion of the
teen's cock.  Tom ignored the protestation and suddenly, without warning,
pushed hard against his brother, forcing his adolescent member right into
the young boy.  William arched his back but Tom gripped him around the hips
and held him in place.

	"Relax, Will," he muttered, "Keep still."

	In the opposite corner of the room, Ryan was laying on his back on
one of the benches with his knees pulled up against his belly.  Luke knelt
on the bench, gripping his stiff cocklet in one hand and the bottle of
baby-oil.  He undid the bottle top and trickled some oil onto his fingers
and then used it to moisten Ryan's opening.  He pushed a finger in and the
fourteen-year-old groaned appreciatively.  Luke began to slide the finger
in and out of the boy's slippery arse and Ryan rocked backwards and
forwards as he felt the youngster's finger deep inside him.  Then Luke
withdrew the finger and smeared some oil onto his stiff boycock.  He moved
closer to Ryan, lined himself up and eased ahead, sliding his cock into the
teen in a single movement.  Not much bigger than a finger it entered Ryan
easily and in no time Luke's little ball sack was bouncing against the
older boy's bum.  Ryan raised his legs further and put them around the
younger boy, pulling him closer, and Luke began to fuck him in response.

	The third pair, Oliver and Ben, had been watching up to now,
wanking their young cocks and trying to decide which position looked most
suitable.  In the end, Ben took a lead and turned his back on Oliver and
bent over.  Oliver moved forward and tried to get his little cock into
position to penetrate him.

	"You're too high up," he grumbled, "I can't get it in!"

	"Okay, okay," Ryan replied, "But get some oil on your dick first
though."

	The eleven-year-old went over to Luke who was now grimacing in
delight as he plunged into Ryan as deeply as his little cock would allow.
He retrieved the bottle, squirted it directly onto his sweet three-incher
and hurried back to Ben who was now on his knees on the floor, resting his
on his arms and crouching forward.  He knelt down behind him and put his
small cocklet, glistening with the baby oil, against the teen's awaiting
starfish.  It slipped in easily but Ben still drew the air in sharply
between clenched teeth.

	"Sssssssssss, oh, yeah, that's amazing!" he whispered.

	Oliver began to fuck the hot hole like a rabbit.  Rapid movements
which made his own sweet bum cheeks wiggle provocatively.

	"Anyone else close?" Luke said, "I'm gonna shoot my spunk any
second!"

	"Yeah, nearly there," said Tom, continuing to jab the full length
of his boyhood into poor William who was helplessly pinned down beneath
him.

	A few more strokes and Luke and Tom ejaculated almost
simultaneously.  Thick, hot globs of Tom's teencum pulsed deep into young
William in contrast to the watery spurts that Luke was squirting into Ryan.

	Tom slowly drew his spent cock from his younger brother's sticky
hole.  William turned and stretched, recovering from the hard fuck he'd
just taken, and then he stepped up onto the bench facing his brother with
his barely four-inches primed and ready.

	"C'mon, Tom, suck me off," he said.

	Tom took the youngster's iron-hard cock into his mouth, working the
hot tip by twisting his head and sliding his tongue across the piss slit.
William groaned with delight as his brother sucked on him expertly.

	Luke pulled his little cock from Ryan's bumhole.

	"My turn now," Ryan said, sitting up on the bench and opening his
legs.  Five inches of teenboy, dripping with precum, stood up demanding
attention and Luke obliged by kneeling on the floor between Ryan's open
legs.  He took Ryan's cock and began to suck it, drawing it as deeply as he
could and savouring the salty taste of the fluid oozing from the tip.

	Across the room, little Oliver was reaching his dry climax.  His
cute bum cheeks were squeezing tightly as he rapidly pummelled Ben's behind
and his tight hairless scrotum was drawn up tight against his body.  He
shuddered and muttered a profanity, his eyes firmly shut and his body
rigid.  Although he'd just cum, his tiny cock maintained its erect state as
he pulled it from Ben's bottom.  Ben stood up.

	"Suck me, Ollie, I gotta cum soon!" he begged, thrusting his cut,
four-incher forward.

	Oliver knelt before him, held the teen's hard cock between his
fingers and then took it between his lips.  That was enough for Ben who
moaned loudly as his pulsing cock released his spunk into the young boy's
awaiting mouth.  Oliver felt the hot sticky fluid on his tongue, tasted it
briefly and then swallowed it.

	William orgasmed next.  Gripping his brother's head with both hands
he forced him down onto his cock and, with a shudder, fired a few droplets
of clear boycum into Tom's mouth.  Tom took the cock from his mouth as if
to inspect the sweet offering.

	"Nice, Will," he grinned, "My sweet, tasty bro!"

Then he licked up the boycum and looked up at his brother with a smile.

	The final orgasm was Ryan's and he fired it into Luke's eager
mouth.  Luke felt the pulses as his mouth seemed to fill with the hot teen
fluid.

	So the meeting of F-Club came to an end.  The boys quickly got
dressed and left the way they'd come in with Ben ensuring the door was
secure before clambering out of the window to join his friends.

	They didn't think they'd been noticed but they had been.  An older
boy was watching from behind some nearby bushes.  He'd spotted them
breaking-in and had listened with astonishment to what had just taken
place.  He was so frustrated that he couldn't see the orgy but, as he stood
there listening, he couldn't stop himself from taking out his own erection
and splashing his cum against the wall.

	His name was Jordan, he was 17 years old and he wanted to join
F-Club.  Luckily, he recognised Tom from school.  He'd catch up with him
the following Monday and, if necessary, use blackmail to get his club
invitation.  He needn't have worried.  As you'll see in the next part, all
boys are most welcome to join F-Club!