Date: Thu, 8 Nov 2012 12:25:13 -0600 From: Charles Hughes Subject: OUR SEX CLUB - 7 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 A reader has pointed out that I haven't had enough "bs" up there, so I've added the third one. As for the (oral anal), just keep reading. 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 – 7 I was as eager to fuck as anybody else, but Marty wanted to wait for a little bit. He gave me and Alfred little jars of the Cow Balm and told us to practice fingerfucking at home. It was the best homework assignment I ever got. And I used it for the first time that night. And on my dick. When I got my finger in as far as I could I pretended it was Marty's dick. Cock. And I remembered what happened when Marty touched some special place in my ass. I tried to find it, but I couldn't. But I sure had fun. The next day (we were in the Clearing that time) Marty made us tell how we tried it, and we all sat around jacking on our dicks while we talked about it. By the time we finished talking about it, Alfred was so dick-hungry that he tried sucking both of us that way he did in the schoolhouse. I wanted to do the fucking at the Rock. I don't know why, but I just wanted it that way. They agreed, but the problem was finding a time when we could be there for a while. That meant a Saturday. The next Saturday was the school's annual Homecomig. Every year the kids and all the parents came to school on a Saturday for sort of like a picnic. And sometimes grownups who had gone to school there when they were kids. So we knew it would have to be another Saturday. On Saturday there were tables and tables of food everywhere in the schoolyard and a band playing most of the day. I liked the banjo player and the man on the fiddle. But after a while it started to get a little boring. Marty said, "Let's go to the shithouse." I was ready. But when we got closer, he stopped and shushed me. He said he heard something, but I didn't. I told him that was probably Alfred jacking off behind the shithouse, and we laughed. We hadn't seen Alfred for a while. We followed the sound around the shithouse. And there was Alfred. He was stroking his dick. Cock. "I get so horny back here," he grinned. Marty laughed. "You were horny before you got here." We heard the sound again. It was coming from the trees beind the shithouse a little distance. Marty said we should go see what it was, but Alfred said he hadn't heard anything. I suddenly realized that he's probably seen a lot of grownup cocks there! But me and Marty went into the trees. We were getting closer to that ravine, that sort of gully where we'd all hidden that day we jumped out the window of the schoolhouse. It sounded like kids, now. Marty had us get down and crawl to the edge of the ravine so we wouldn't be seen. When we did, we saw the Baileys. They were sitting there with their pants open playing with their dicks! The Baileys are cousins, not brothers, but they look pretty much alike. They're in the third grade. They were pulling on each other's dick. Only their dicks were so little I couldn't see them very well. But it gave me a boner, anyway. Marty grinned at me, and I knew he had a boner, too. Marty stood up, and I followed him. We crawled down into the ravine; they'd seen us and started pulling their pants back up. "Hi, Bobby, Alan. I see you're having some fun," he grinned. But he was rubbing his cock through his pants with one hand. So I did, too. "Uh... we aren't... We just... Ummm..." Bobby sure didn't know what to say! His pants were all tangled and his face was as red as a beet. They may have been embarrassed, but that didn't keep them from glancing at our crotches. "Hey, don't tell..." Alan started. "Please don't tell on us, please, Marty. Please..." "Hell," Marty grinned, "nobody is going to tell on anybody. Don't worry about it. You're just doing what all the guys do sometimes." "You think...?" Bobby was looking at Marty's pants, not his face. "Sure," Marty said. "Everybody does. Me and Eddie do." He looked at me. "In fact, that's why we came down here. It's a good place to jack off." Bobby's pants had gotten twisted at his knees, and we could see his little stiffie poking at his underpants. "So, we might as well jack off together, right?" Marty walked over to the rocks the Baileys were -- they'd been sitting down but jumped up when they saw us -- and sat down in front of them. So I sat down there, too. When Marty opened his pants and pulled his cock out -- yeah, he had a good boner -- I pulled mine out, too. Marty started stroking, so I did, too. "You mean..." Bobby started. "I mean..." "So, guys, why don't we just all do it together?' Marty opened his pants more, and the Baileys could see that his cock was a lot bigger than theirs. I opened my pants, too. Alan reached down and rubbed his little boner through his underpants and looked at Bobby. Bobby grinned and started rubbing his, too. They laughed, but they were still nervous. Marty and I just smiled and stroked. The Baileys sat back down. Then Marty pulled his pants and underpants down to his knees. The Baileys gasped at the sight of his cock with nothing around it but his skin. I sort of liked looking at it, too. So I did the same thing. "Come on, Bobby, Alan," I said, getting into it. "It's just us guys. Let's just have fun." They hesitated, and Bobby was the first to lower his underpants, then Alan. Both had real stiffies by then. When Marty looked like he was really enjoying his boner, and both the boys relaxed a little and started stroking themselves. Marty smiled. "Nice little dicks you guys got there." "You... You like our peters?" Alan asked. "Sure, we do," I said. "They're nice for guys your age. How old are you, anyway?" "Seven." They both said it at once. "Then those are some pretty nice peters for seven-year-olds," Marty grinned. "I don't know if I was that big when I was your age." I don't know if Marty was telling the truth or just making them feel good. "You know how long they are?" "A little over two inches," Bobby said. "How big are you guys?" "We're around four," Marty said. Well, I thought, he is. By that time our dicks -- and peters -- were feeling pretty good. I put some spit on my hand and rubbed it all over mine. The boys looked at me, then each other, then did the same for their peters. Their eyes got big, and then grinned. We just talked for a while, about peters and dicks mostly. They already knew about guys shooting cum. Marty put his hand over my cock, so I started stroking his. The boys didn't hesitate; their hands switched peters. Marty was groaning, and I was, too; I don't know if his groans were real, but mine sure were. Bobby and Alan were really getting into it, now. They started making sounds in little boy voices, and their hands started moving a little faster over their peters. "Are... you gonna cum?" Bobby asked. "Well, a dry cum," Marty said. "We do that. I mean, we get the tickles and then, pow, it happens... but we don't shoot." "With those great little peters, you sure will someday," Marty grinned. "Hey. Before we all... uh, pow... wannna try it another way. Sort of special way?" "How?" Alan was really curious. "Well, I'll show you with Eddie. You guys will like it, too." He bent down and sucked the tip of my cockhead into his mouth. I gasped, and the Baileys did, too. He kind of took me by surprise. I let him suck me in pretty deep and make sure the Baileys knew it felt fantastic. Marty pulled off and asked, "You guys ever do that?" "N... no." They both said it at the same time. "Well, you'll love it. All guys do." And without another word he moved over to Bobby, pulled the little hand aside, and sucked the little peter in. Bobby gasped again. He put his hands on Marty's head, and it looked like he was going to push him away. But then he stopped. I don't know what Marty was doing with his tongue, but it was sure making Bobby a happy little guy! "Let's try it, Alan." I moved to his other side so I could bend over for his peter. I sucked it in -- the whole damn thing! Alan sucked his breath in quickly. If my mouth hadn't been full, I would have gasped, too. I'd never tasted anything like this little peter! It was so small! But it was so hard! Like a little... nail sticking out. I pressed my face into him just a little more and sucked slowly. I had plenty of room to move my tongue all around the head of the little peter, and Alan moaned with every new movement I started. I could hear Bobby moaning next to him. "oooooo you guys you guys you guys ooooo..." I heard two little voices, and I knew both little boners were enjoying it. I lowered my jaw and licked his little balls into my mouth, too. They were so tiny! Alan was whining above me as I washed his little peter and sucked his tiny balls. His voice got higher and higher and then faded away. Suddenly I felt that little peter stiffen even more. Alan stopped pressing it into me and froze. Then his dry cum hit him. "aaaaaaAAAAAA... yaaaaaaa... aaaaaa..." I sucked until the little thing stopped quivering in my mouth, let it fall out, and licked it all over. Then I heard the same kind of sound from Bobby, next to me. When Marty and I sat up, there were two very satisfied little boys between us. He grinned at me. "You guys... ooo... it's never been... big... like that..." Alan wasn't quite sure what to say. We let them recover a bit, and then Marty said. "Want to return the favor, guys? Want to suck a couple of four-inch peters?" The Baileys looked at each other, and, at the same time, they dove into our laps -- Alan into mine and Bobby into Marty's. I just sat back and watched little Alan suck on my dickhead. He sucked a little more in, and I could feel him licking a little. He probably didn't have much room in that little mouth. Now it was my turn to moan. Getting a blow job from a seven-year-old whose peter I'd just sucked...! I was feeling so good! It didn't take me long to get there. I was panting fast and telling Alan to keep sucking. Then I came. "AAAaaaaaa fuck fuck yeaaaa... uuuuuuhhHHHH..." And the little cocksucker didn't lose a beat. He kept sucking until I pulled his head off of me. When I looked over at Marty, I realized he'd come, too, and I hadn't even heard it. "Thanks, boys," Marty said. "You're a couple of horny kids! Keep sucking each other, and one of these days you can shoot in each other's mouth." The Baileys looked at each other and grinned. Me and Marty stood up. We let the boys watch us pee, and then we tucked ourselves back into our pants. They were still watching us as we climbed the side of the ravine. When we got to the shithouse, Alfred asked, "So what was it? I told you there wasn't any thing there!" The he saw us grinning at each other. "You guys sucked each other, didn't you?" "Well," Marty said, "something like that." And we went back to the food and music. And then it was fucking Saturday. I said it that way in the Barn, and they laughed. We were able to meet up in the Clearing in the middle of the morning, so we had lots of time. We kept talking about it all the way, and it wasn't easy walking so far with a boner. We pulled out the blankets and got naked. Marty asked us if we'd been practicing, and he laughed when we told him how much. But he said he had, too. We tossed a penny to see who went first, and I won! Marty and Alfred tossed again, and Marty won; that meant he'd be fuckkng me! I was nervous, but I got down on my knees, and Marty got behind me. He put some of the stuff on my ass -- it feels so good! -- and rubbed it around, then he started pushing his finger in a little. I told him it didn't hurt -- but it was really tight -- and to keep going. I could feel it when his finger was all the way in. That wonderful feeling of being full down there. I was moaning already. He turned his finger around and around, and I could feel it pushing against that tight ring at the opening of my ass. So good! Marty didn't say anything when he put a second finger in. I kind of jumped, but I didn't complain. I'd done that at home. But at home I hadn't been able to get two fingers in very far. He kept turning his fingers around and around. Then he pulled them out, and I could feel him spreading my cheeks. "It's bigger, isn't it?" I'd forgotten about Alfred; he was back there watching. Then it was tighter again. Marty said he was putting his thumbs in, side by side. I didn't understand why until I felt him pressing that tight ring open all around. If that felt so good, a dick would feel great! "Putting it on my cock now," Marty said. Then I felt a big thing at my hole -- his cock! I felt him moving it all around, but not pressing in yet. Then I felt some pressure at my hole. More. I pictured his cock at my ass and how it would look entering my hole. He was pushing -- was something moving..." "OH! OH!" "Fuck! God, I'm sorry, Eddie. I'm sorry..." And I felt him pull it away. But I wanted it! I felt his finger in me again, then two. Moving in and out... O fuck this felt so good, all by itself! "Try it again." The cock was back, and the pressure started. He pressed harder; I could tell. It was moving! And the hurt started up again, but not as bad. It kept going in; I felt it moving my ring... passing through... "Oh FUCK!" "Shit, Eddie! I'm in! I mean, my cockhead is in! That's what you felt. Fuck, it grabbed my cockhead so hard!" His voice became quieter. "I'm holding still, Eddie. I'll wait a minute. But, Eddie, my fucking cock is inside you!" Oh, yes, I knew that! It was a different kind of heat in my ass now. Tight, yes. Hurt, not exactly. I was panting like I was doing the work! Marty said he'd push a little more, and o fuck! I felt it. His cock pressing in more, sliding in... So tight... Fuck it hurt, but I can take it! It went in, cock in, sliding in, o yea in... "Oh fuck, Marty, don't stop don't stop..." I felt his his hands on my hips, holding me still so he could push in a little more. And I felt it! Every little bit he moved, he opened my ass more, wider, deeper... So fucking tight it hurt it hurt but I want it more more... O fuck Marty more more... I felt it moving deeper. I actually felt it inside me, sliding, moving, and so good Marty so good... "God, Eddie." He stopped moving. "O fuck, Eddie. I'm in! I'm all the way in!" And I could feel him pressing hard against me, his belly against my ass, his cock inside... And as I waited, I could actually feel the hurt go away a little... then more... and in its place was the most wonderful... fullness... heat... thick hard cock... "I'm going to fuck now, Eddie. Tell me if you if you need me to stop" And it moved, oh god it moved deep inside, a huge hot cock pulling up... feeling my ass close around that cockhead as it moves backward... O fuck moving back in moving deeper again filling me again... cock sliding through my hole! And so tight in my ass! Fuck it was so tight and so good in there o yesss... Marty gradually sped up his movements in and out. And I heard my own low moan of pleasure, the wet sound of Marty's cock sliding in and out... I was so hot inside, but a chill ran down my spine, and Marty moved a little faster. "Yes Marty yes Marty o yesss Marty..." I felt the opening and closing of my ass tunnel around that cock each time it pulled out and pushed in and the movement of the hot, hard cock in and out... "Oh fuck Marty fuck me yessss more more yesss fuck more ooooo..." It was the tightest, hottest, most... wonderful feeling I'd ever had! Ever! He got faster... shoving into me now... cock faster into my assss... ooo harder... "Eddieeee... gonna cum... gonna... cummm..." Marty pressed hard and froze in place; then something took control of him and he rammed into the tight ass wildly! "OOOOOfuck ooooo OOOOO uuuuHHHHHHHHHH..." I felt it! He was having his cum inside me... shoving in deep... Yes Marty yes Marty... "Awwwwww... oooooo..." His cock was vibrating inside me, and I felt waves of pleasure rushing through me. He slowed. Stopped. Then I felt his weight on top of me, and we both slowly moved down to the blanket. I felt his cock slide out of me. I could hardly breathe. I was so... so... fucked! fucked! yes! I looked over at Alfred, and he was grinning from ear to ear, stroking his hard cock. Me and Marty just lay there. On top of me... body so hot... his breath in my ear... Marty groaned as he rolled off me. I felt so empty! He was lying on his back next to me, and I moved my arm and lay it on his belly. He turned to me and smiled. "It was so good, Marty. I had no idea it would be so good." Shit, there were tears in my eyes, but I don't think Marty saw. "OOOOOOOOOOOooooo yes it was so fucking good..." Alfred sat down beside us; I guess he knew just to be quiet for a little bit. Finally, he reached over for Marty's dick and held it, just staring at the cock that had been in my ass. "O God," he groaned, "Eddie, fuck me." I was ready! I could hardly wait to feel what it felt like to be inside. "Alfred, get down on all fours." Alfred grinned at me, turned around and lowered himself. Still on the ground, I could see his little balls and his ass. Then I got up -- my back was stiff, but who cared! -- and moved behind him. I put some of the cow stuff on his ass, and rubbed it around his hole. So small! How had Marty gotten into mine? Alfred's hole was warm to the touch, slick under my finger, the wrinkled skin giving just enough that I felt a thrill at what I was about to do. I pressed my finger right at the center of his asshole. It gave just a little. It was amazing. It was so tightly closed, the wrinkled skin holding it shut. But I could feel those wrinkles opening, just a little. Alfred kind of hummed deeply, so I knew he liked my finger. I pressed it a little more, and his ass slowly opened for me, just enough that I could feel the heat inside. Alfred shifted his hips a bit as I pressed again. It opened! My finger slid just inside his tight ring! "O fuck, Eddie, that feels so good." Marty was watching. I grinned at him as I pushed a little more. My fingertip was all the way in, and I pressed it in slowly, about as far as as I could. Marty told me to turn it around, so I did. Fuck, Alfred was slick and hot inside! I could hardly wait to get another finger in, and I may have done it too soon. Alfred groaned a little, but he didn't tell me to stop. My second finger wouldn't go in as far, and Marty showed me how he had turned his finger around inside the ring to loosen it a little. I watched, and his assring moved as I twisted my fingers. I could press in a little more then. Alfred was humming loudly now. I knew that sound! That was the noise he made when somebody was moving his tongue all over his cock when he was being sucked. I curved my fingers against his hot, slick ass tunnel, and I felt it give a little. Like it was welcoming me inside! I pressed in and out, like I'd done to myself, sort of fingerfucking with two fingers. Alfred groaned again, and I knew that sign, too! So I did what Marty had done. I pulled my fingers out and put both thumbs in, down to the first joint. It stretched him open a little more than my fingers had, and I could tell the difference. I was opening Alfred in a place where he'd never been opened before! But I couldn't wait any longer to open him with my cock. It was actually aching, I was so ready! Marty took the cow stuff and ran his hand up and down my cock, and I was afraid I'd cum then. I held my cockhead at Alfred's hole, right at the center, and watched as my cock touched him there for the first time. I pushed. And the hole opened a little! I forgot that I was nervous and pressed in more. His hole opened, and I watched my cockhead sink in until it disappeared. My cock was inside! "O god, Eddie, that's so tight! Wait a minute, will you? Let me get used to it." Well, I wanted to get used to it, too! My cockhead had been held by hands and mouths before, but never before by an ass! A whole other feeling. My cockhead completely surrounded by a very different kind of heat. And there was a softness there, too. Where I would be pushing in... And I pushed. Alfred groaned, but he didn't tell me to stop. I went slow, but I was so tempted just to ram my cock all the way in. Slowly, I told myself. And I felt it, moving slowly, deeper... into a tight, wet tunnel... like smooth silk there... pushing down... sinking into his ass... And then I touched him. The little mound above my dick against his ass. My thighs against his. All the way in! I had fucked in, and I felt the tears in my eyes. Tears? Tears of happiness, I guess. I'd never expected anything like this, a hot, wet, slick tube -- alive -- surrounding my cock. Moving a little side to side, I heard Alfred moan again. "He's in, Alfred," Marty said quietly. "He's fucked you in all the way, buddy." I had to move. I just couldn't leave my cock inside there. I had to move it. So I pulled out just a little and then pushed back in all the way. Then I did it again, with the pushing and pulling a little more, then a little more. It felt like... something just shot up my cock and heated up my insides. I was fucking now! Fucking slowly in and out... "AAAaaaaa fuck yea o fuck yea..." Alfred's voice started low and quiet, but then he got louder. Higher. "Yessssss o fuck fuck meeee o yeaaaa...." I was moving in and out a little faster. I looked down to watch my cock slidling in and out of that pink hole. In and out, fucking. I groaned, too, there was just too much pleasure not to moan. Was I fucking him, or was his ass sucking me? In and out... o yessss... fucking for the first time... my first fuck... Alfred's first fuck... I had to go faster. It was just too good to keep going slow, too good not to go as deep into his ass as I could. There was a sound... a slapping... That was me, slapping into Alfred as I rammed myself into his ass! Yes it was good fucking good fucking ass... fucking... o yesssssss... It was like I'd completely forgotten that I would cum! I was actually surprised when that tingly sensation started inside me, that tightening like the spring inside a clock... Feeling Alfred inside his ass, feeling my cock rubbed by his wet, slick insides, feeling my insides so tight! Yes, it was so good... Inside me the twisting and the tighteness needing to get out... o the need the need... I shoved it in hard! OH GOD... And I started my cum. "AAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaoooooooooooooooouuuHHHHH..." Over and over again, those waves of hot pleasure running through my body, rushing from my cock... the tip spreading his tunnel again each time I ramed in... the shaft moving fast over those slick sides... "Yeaaaaaaaaaaaa..." Marty told me afterwards there was a wet popping sound when my cock pulled out of his ass. He said I almost fell over on top of Alfred. I don't remember. I was lying sort of sprawled across Alfred's ass and legs. I could hear my breath, harsh and rough. I could hear Alfred's little, low moan. My cock felt cold. Alfred turned over, finally, and looked blank at me. His eyes sort of focused on my face, and he gave me a weak smile. Then he lay his head on his arms. "It was amazing, Eddie. You... O, Eddie, it was so good...!" His voice was muffled. We lay there for a while. Marty was rubbing my back when I slid off Alfred, and it felt so good. My first fuck... I don't know how long it was before we really started talking and moving again. Alfred said it was his turn to fuck, but he wanted to rest a minute. Marty said it was okay for Alfred to wait, maybe we all needed to rest up for a while. I turned over and scooted closer to Marty. He opened his arm, lay back, and I lay my head on his chest. He leaned his head down, and we kissed one of those nice tongue kisses. And it was barely lunchtime.