Date: Mon, 29 Oct 2012 11:30:10 -0500 From: Charles Hughes Subject: OUR SEX CLUB - 4 Young Friends (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.html OUR SEX CLUB - 4 Though Alfred was a member after our club meeting at the old barn, we had to wait until the next day to take him into the woods. He was so anxious at school he couldn't pay attention, and we were afraid Old Hawk Eyes would keep him after class, but he made it through the day. He even wanted to stop at the old barn on the way! And he didn't hesitate about going into the woods, where he'd told us he wasn't supposed to go. When we got to the clearing in the woods, Marty started to take his clothes off. "Club rules," he grinned at Alfred. "All members are naked at a meeting." Alfred started stripping right away, and he was down to his underpants before either me or Marty. His stiffie was pointing out in front, and he rubbed it nervously. "I've had a stiffie almost all day," he complained. I laughed. "Being a member of the Sex Club is that exciting, huh?" When me and Marty pulled our underpants off, Alfred did, too; we were all naked except for our socks. Marty sat back on one of the old logs and stroked his dick a little. I was hard, too, and Alfred's eyes kept moving from Marty's dick to mine. "You're in for a treat, Alfred. You passed your tests, and now me and Eddie have to welcome you into the club." Marty came over by me and motioned Alfred to sit on the log. It was so dry all the bark had come off years ago, so it was smooth as glass. "Lay down, Alfred." "What you gonna do?" Alfred sounded like he wasn't so sure about lying down. "Me and Eddie are gonna treat you to something special," Marty grinned. He helped Eddie lay back; his legs were kind of draped over the sides of the log so his dick was sticking straight up. Alfred didn't know what to do with his hands, so he put them behind his head. He was sort of wide open. Marty stepped up and started stroking Alfred's dick. Alfred groaned and closed his eyes. I think he knew what was going to happen now, and he was ready for it. Marty leaned over and licked at Alfred's dick, running his tongue over the tip. Then he moved his tongue all around the head. "Uhhhh... oooofuckfuck... mmmmm..." Alfred wriggled around. I moved to the other side of the log. I knew Marty would give me a turn pretty soon, but I wanted to do something, so I just started rubbing my hands over Alfred's thin chest and belly. That made Alfred wiggle even more. When Marty sucked the three-and-a-half inches into his mouth, Alfred gasped. It was sort of by accident that I ran a finger over one of his nipples, and that made him gasp again. So I wiggled a finger over a nipple while I rubbed some more. "Ooooo fuck... you guys... yeaaaaa..." His sounds had become whimpers, like a baby. Alfred was trying to press his dick into Marty's mouth and his chest up to my fingers at the same time. I couldn't tell what Marty was doing with that dick, but it sure felt good to Alfred. He opened his legs as wide as he would, and moaned. In a little bit he started panting, and I knew he was getting close to a cum. I ran my hand down his belly All of a sudden Alfred's belly heaved in and out under my hand; he sucked in his breath and shoved his dick at Marty real hard. His belly started quivering . And then he almost screamed. "AAAaaaaaaaaa fuck... uuuuuuuUUUUUUHHHHH..." His hands collapsed off the sides of the long when his cum was over. Marty sucked a little more, and I rubbed Alfred's warm belly. He sure looked cute, all naked. Then Marty pulled away, and we let Alfred lie there while I stroked his belly lightly. Pretty soon his eyes opened. "Fuck, you guys... That was the most... I thought I was going to pee but then..." "You never had a dry cum before, did you, buddy?" Marty was rubbing his own dick now. Then Marty had to explain what had happened, just like he did for me. Alfred was all ears! And he asked all kinds of questions. This guy loved sex! I guess as much as Alfred liked to look at dicks and get himself hard, he'd just never rubbed it long enough for a cum. I knew the feeling. I stepped over the log and stood next to Marty. He put his arm around my shoulder so we could stroke each other's dick. It felt good to be so close to him. He told Alfred to just relax while we jacked each other off. It didn't take long! I'd gotten so horny watching Marty suck and running my hands all over Alfred's warm body! I got there first. I sort of bent over at the waist when it started. It was like Marty's hand was inside, rubbing me all around in there, making it all warm... I sucked in my breath... my thighs quivered... and it happened... "OOOoooooooooooooo... yeaaaaaaaaa..." I'd known it was going to be a big one, us doing it front of Alfred. When I could, I looked over at him, and he was watching us with a big grin on his face. But I hadn't helped Marty finish yet. So, while I was still kind of shakey I started stroking his dick again. It was so warm in my hand, and I really wanted to suck on it, but Marty'd started this and so I finished. And I loved the sound of his voice when he came, knowing that I'd made it happen. "FUCK fuck fuck oooooo fuck... uuuuuuuhhhhhh.." His dick throbbed in my hand, and when he was done I realized he was holding himself up by his arm around my shoulders; I think he would have fallen down otherwise. We both sat down for a minute to catch our breath. Alfred was rubbing his dickie, and it had started to stiffen up again. Marty looked over at me and said, "Your turn now, Eddie. Show him what a real cocksucker can do." He grinned, and I grinned back. I think that was the first time he'd said something that made me feel like I sucked really good. I stood up next to Alfred, who knew what to expect this time. He put his hands behind his head again and grinned, keeping his eyes on me as I leaned over. I didn't bother to lick. I just sucked that dickie right in! It felt so good inside my mouth. I moved my tongue all over it and listened to Alfred groan. I moved my head up and down a little, sucking that stiffie back in as deep as I could each time. Maybe I really was getting good at this! Out of the corner of my eye I saw Marty's hand moving over Alfred's chest. He flicked his fingers over Alfred's little nipples, and I could feel Alfred shove his dick at me a little more each time. It took a little longer this time, I guess because he'd just had a good cum. But I loved every minute of it. I was rubbing the inside of his thigh while I sucked and sometimes moving my fingers over his balls and under them. But soon enough Alfred's groans became louder and faster. I sucked faster. "Gonna... do it... fuuuuuuck... yessssssssssssss..." Alfred suddenly rose up as much as he could, reached down, and put both of his hands on my head, pressing it tightly to his dick.. Those three-and-a-half inches felt like four times that much thrashing around in my mouth. I wanted to keep sucking forever! But I knew to stop when Alfred lay back, his hands falling to each side of the log again. Marty and I stood there side by side, watching Alfred recover. He finally swung a leg over and sat up. He sat there panting for a minute, then he looked up at us. "Fuck." He grinned. "This must be the best club ever!" He walked over and surprised me when he gave each of us a big hug. The next day was a Saturday, and we all did our chores as fast as we could. Alfred was already in the clearing when I got there, and Marty walked in soon. "I been thinking," Marty said. "If we're going to be naked all the time, maybe we should get a little farther away. Like up there somewhere." He pointed to the north, the direction opposite where the woods ends at the "Y." We'd gotten to know this part of the woods -- the part between Marty's place and mine -- pretty well, but I'd never been much farther north. Marty said the woods went on for a while, and then it got hilly and rocky. He didn't know whose land that was, but he said it was too rough to plant anything or even use as pasture. I shrugged my shoulder. Whatever Marty wanted was okay with me. I think Alfred was a little disappointed that we did't get naked right away, but he agreed, too. We walked north for a while, and the woods got really thick. When it thinned out, it started getting hilly, and there were rocks in the ground -- some of them pretty big. Marty said he'd never gone much farther than this -- there was no reason to. But we decided to keep going. And it's a good thing we did. Just over the next rise was a real steep, rocky hill. We decided to climb to the top, and we found a huge rock outcropping, with big boulders all around. We looked around in the rocks for a while and then moved over a little, and that's when we found it. On the other side the big outcropping hung over a big space of empty ground, which was surrounded by boulders. We walked under the rock above -- it wasn't really a cave, but it was deep enough that we could get completely under the rock. It was like a roof over us. And between the boulders we could see all the way down the other side of the hill for a long ways. We'd found a perfect spot for our club! The ground under the rock roof was dry and packed smooth as it could be. And even from "inside" we could see between the boulders down the hill. We walked around, looking at all the crevices, poking here and there. "I bet nobody's been here for ages," Alfred said. "Maybe not since... since... the Indians!" We didn't even talk about it. We all just knew this was the place. Marty was the first to start taking his clothes off, and we joined him fast. We were still walking around, all of us naked, seeing every corner of the place. Alfred said he was looking for arrowheads. He crawled over a big rock at the end of the opening and crawled up to the top part of the rock roof. It was like an overlook! "I'm an Indian scout," Alfred proclaimed in a deep voice. He walked up to the edge of the overlook and stood there with his hand above his eyes, like he was watching out for something. I wondered if Indian boys had stood up there naked, their bare butts and their little dicks hanging out... "This our land now," Alfred announced in that big voice. "This our place. No one come here." Marty and I giggled at him, but he was right, and we all knew it. This was a perfect spot for our Sex Club. We scrambled back down under the rock roof. Marty sat back on one of the smaller boulders, his legs spread. Alfred needed no invitation. He got down on his knees and started sucking. Boy, he sure liked to suck dicks! I walked over, and Marty took my dick in his hand and pulled me closer. He bent down a little so he could suck. I sighed a big long sigh. Yeah. Alfred was right. This was the best club ever. We stayed there for a long time, sometimes just sitting around and talking and sometimes jacking off or sucking. It was the longest time Marty and I had ever been together like this. He'd said something once about did I think he was pretty. He was joking. But I thought he was. Not in a girl sort of way. But in the way a real man should look when he was only eleven years old. And Alfred, even though he could be a pain at school sometimes, well, he was sure cute. This was the very best club in the world! And for the first time since we'd moved to the country, I felt like I really belonged. On the way back Marty showed us where and how he marked the trail to what we began to call the Rock so we'd know how to get there and back. So we now had three meeting places for the Sex Club: the Clearing, the Old Barn, and the Rock. Except that we found a better place than behind the old barn. In an old lean-to attached to one side of it we found a door, so we could actually get into the barn. That was convenient, especially when it was rainy, because that part of the barn still had a good roof over it. One Saturday Alfred had to go into town with his parents for shopping, so it was just me and Marty at the Rock. Marty'd brought a couple of old horse blankets one time when we were there, so we could spread them out. We kept them in a tight crevice under the rock roof, and they never got wet or even damp. We spread the blankets out and got naked. But Marty said he had to pee first, so we went out and found a big boulder to have a pee contest. Whoever could pee the highest on the side of the boulder won. Marty won -- it was like a waterfall of pee flowing down that boulder! -- so he got to decide what we did first. He grabbed one of the blankets and told me to follow him, and we walked up to the top of the overlook. I was a little nervous, I guess, about being naked in such an open space that could be seen for some distance, but if Marty could go there, so could I. He spread the blanket on the rock, and we sat down. We talked for a little bit. I'd gotten used to talking about stuff with Marty while we just sat around naked; Alfred was always ready to jack off or suck. I sort of liked just sitting there, talking. He told me we'd suck a different way this time. "Ben told you?" I grinned. He hesitated a minute, then grinned back. "Yeah. Lots of boys do it this way," We lay down on the blanket -- it was kind of hard, but I forgot that pretty fast -- only we lay down in opposite directions. I got the idea right away. We were going to suck each other's dick at the same time! Marty said to go slow so it would last a long time. We were right there in the open air with nothing above us or around us, and it sure seemed naughty to be having sex right out in the open like that! I moved my face in close enough that I could lick at his hard dick, and then I sucked it in. I felt my dick slide into his mouth at the same time. It sent shivers up my spine! I moved my tongue all around his dick while it was in there, then pulled away just enough to lick everything around it. Marty tasted so good! I licked that smooth place above his dick where he said older boys get hair. I licked down around his balls and then over his balls. I licked under his balls in the place where his butt crack begins. And Marty was doing the same for me. But we got so intense about it pretty soon we stopped copying each other and just did what we wanted. I could feel him licking everywhere he could reach with his tongue, and I licked at the insides of his thighs. I got one of his balls in my mouth! I licked it carefully, because I knew how balls can hurt. I just wanted all of him! I stopped licking and just started kissing everything I could, every little bit of skin no matter where it was. I wanted to hold him tight against my face, so I got my arm between his legs and grabbed his butt, pulling it to me. Marty did the same. We started rubbing each other back there, too, on our butt cheeks. It felt so good to be rubbed back there! I started sucking again when I felt his fingers pull at my butt cheeks at little, pulling them apart. His fingers felt nice between them, but I didn't think he'd go in very far -- not back there. But when he did, I moaned. His fingers were opening my crack, and I felt one touch my asshole! He rubbed it a little, and I forgot everything about what usually happens back there and started doing the same for him. It was so hot and moist between his butt cheeks! And then I felt it! His hole! It felt tight and puckered, and he moaned into my dick when I rubbed there. "Oooo fuck... Eddie...make me... cum..." His moans vibrated right up my dick into my insides; it felt like everything inside me was jumping around! I sucked him faster, then, and bobbed my head on his dick the way he liked it, and the more excited he got me the more I sucked with my mouth and rubbed with my finger. But I knew I couldn't last much longer. There was just too much going on inside me! "Gonna... do it..." My voice was muffled by his dick. I could feel his tongue move faster when he sucked me in, and I thought I'd just bust apart... until... "OOOOOoooo... uuuuuuuuhhhhHHHH..." I bucked into his face real hard, and I trembled all over. It was so big... so big... I'd dropped his dick when I started, and he told me later than when I began to cum my fingers clenched over his butt cheek so much it almost hurt! I lay my head on his thigh for just a minute, because I knew he hadn't done it yet. I started sucking again, and my finger rubbed over his hot hole. I moved my head up and down on his hard dick. I knew he was going to begin when I felt his thighs shake and then his belly tighten... "Edddieeeeee... aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh..." I think his dick even got a little harder just before he started. And then it was pressed hard against my lips. And when he was done, I kept it in my mouth to lick a little more. His dick... I just really like sucking his dick a lot. When he finally pulled away from he, he turned around so he was lying right next to me, our shoulders and hips and thighs touching. When he raised his arm, I put my head down on it, sort of between his neck and his shoulder. I had so many questions about what we'd done. Especially the ass part. But that was for later. Right now, I just wanted to lie here with him. We were quiet a long time. His hand rubbed along my back. Finally, he asked, "Are you glad Alfred is in the club?" I thought that was a funny thing to ask -- right then, anyway. But I told him I was. He was quiet for a little longer. "But we're still best friends, right?" So I guess he was wondering if Alfred had changed that. "We are. You're the best friend I could ever have," I said. I put my arm over his chest and hugged him. "Then, prove it." I raised up my head to stare at him. What was he talking about..." "Kiss me," he said. Our faces were already close together. I'd kissed him once, on the cheek, but that was just a quick little kiss. I don't think that's what he wanted this time. I looked at his lips. I'd never really touched him there. What would a kiss like that feel like...? I lowered my face, and our lips met lightly. His lips were warm, soft. We brushed our lips against each other lightly, slowly, then pressed them together a little more. Kissing Marty... I felt his tongue lick across my lips, warm and wet. I wanted it. So I moved my tongue out to meet his. Our tongues moved lightly against each other, like they weren't quite sure what to do. Then they started licking each other. I felt Marty's arms tighten around me, and he pulled me on top of him, thigh to thigh, chest to chest, dick to dick. I pressed my face at his, and our tongues took turns licking into each other's mouth. Mine... his... They moved faster, like they couldn't get enough... of the taste of him... of the taste of me... We kissed deeply.. wet and hot... kisses... We pulled apart slowly. I looked at Marty's eyes. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. I rolled off him, and we lay side to side again. Holding hands. Sex with Marty was different than I thought it would be. And way better.