Date: Wed, 30 May 2007 10:43:28 -0500 From: Charles Hughes Subject: The Sprinfgield Jerkoffs - Chapter 13 (b/b/ oral) This story is completely fiction; it is the story of several young boys, their friendships, and their sexual adventures together. If you are not 18 or if it is illegal for any reason for you to read such material, you must leave now. Copyright 2007 Charles Hughes, all rights reserved. If you would like to copy the story, please, just ask. I will try to respond to all emails: the.empty.room@hotmail.com Thanks to a reader/friend who let me borrow his name and youthful sexual talents -- although what happens in this story is completely fiction. And this story is dedicated to two friends who just exchanged rings and whose names appear in the story. Their love is an inspiration. The Springfield Jerkoffs - Chapter 13 (b/b oral) Neal and Phil arrived at the park on their bikes first. "You okay today?" Neal asked. "Never better," Phil responded with a grin. Then got a more serious look. "Neal... about all that stuff I said to you that night you told us... Aw, shit, man! I'm so sorry!" "Forget it, Phil," Neal said, as he lay his hand on Phil's arm. "We've already talked about it. We're still best buds." Phil was quiet for a minute, looking down at the ground. Then he looked at Neal and said, "I love you, Neal. I was afraid to say it, you know?" "I know." Neal squeezed his friends arm. "I was, too, remember? I love you, Phil." Danny and James cruised up on their bikes just then. James pulled his t-shirt off. "Damn hot today!" he said. Everybody else agreed by taking their own shirts off. They all sat down around one of the picnic tables. "We're going to work up a lot of sweat out there today; we'll need that shower for real," Danny grinned, looking at Neal. Neal grinned back. "Hey, I said I'm in. So I'm in." After a little banter there was some silence. "You okay today, Phil?" Danny finally asked. "Got a question, I guess," Phil muttered, looking down at the table. "I just don't know... what to expect, I guess," Phil said, searching for words. He looked at Danny. "So, what's it like, being...gay?" Danny answered quietly. There wasn't anyone around, but this was still a private conversation. "Well," he started, "sometimes it's hard..." James' spit shot across the table onto Neal's chest as he burst out laughing. Neal joined him, then Phil and Danny when they realized what was so funny. "Oh, fuck... it's hard... hard!" James could hardly get the words out. "Oh yeah," Neal giggled. "It gets that way a lot!" When they had all settled down a little, Danny tried again. "Sometimes it's difficult," and he paused to take in all the grins around the table. "See, absolutely nobody can know. If somebody finds out, who knows what would happen? You know how people talk about queers and fags and all that." "And don't forget," James said, "we're still kids. Especially to our parents. If they found out, all hell would break loose." Danny and Neal nodded. "I'd never be able to see Danny again," James continued, "and, damn, I just couldn't take that." Phil suddenly felt a chill over the thought of never being able to see Neal again. He looked over at his friend to find him looking back. He was thinking the same thing. "So, how long have you guys, you know... been doing things?" Phil asked the other two. "Little over a year," James said. "We had our first anniversary just a couple of months ago," Danny nodded. He reached over and squeezed James' hand then let it drop so no one would see. There was starting to be a little traffic on the walking path around the park. "You're really in love." Neal wasn't sure himself if his words were a statement or a question. "I'll be honest," Danny said. "At first, for me, it was the excitement of having sex with somebody I really liked. But it didn't take very long..." "Less than a minute," James intejected with a straight face. That broke everyone up again. "Just can't hold it, huh?" Neal hooted over at Danny. "Will you fuckers shut up and let me talk?" Danny said. Then he joined in the laughter. "Okay, okay," he started again. "It was pretty soon..." All the laughter started again. "I remember when 'pretty soon' happened to me all the time," Phil laughed. "Oh, shut your faces, dickheads," Danny retorted. Then his choice of words broke him up again. "Okay okay okay okay," Phil finally said. "I really want to hear this." They all settled down again. "I wasn't even thinking of love when we started getting together," Danny continued. "Then, all of a sudden, boom! It hit me." He slapped his hand against his head. "I was already in love." "Guys can feel that way," and it was Phil's turn to be uncertain if he was making a statement or asking a question. "This guy sure can," James said quietly. "Me, too," Neal said. "Yeah," Phil said, almost in a whisper. "Me, too." He looked a Neal and thought he could feel his heart beating in his chest. "It's real, isn't it, Neal?" "It's real," Neal agreed. "And you have to behave just like anybody else would," James continued. "It's hard -- shut up, assholes! -- but you have to watch what you say and how you act toward each other. Not just when other people are around, but even when nobody is around but somebody could walk in on you. You know when I touched Danny a minute ago? I probably shouldn't have done that. Somebody could have seen." He stopped, and they were all silent, realizing the immensity of their secret and the dangers in being found out. "But you've got friends, you guys," Danny said, looking at Neal and Phil. "You've got us. Fuck, guys, we're only 13, not even in high school until fall. But around us you can say what you want to, ask what you want to, do what you want to. We understand." "I never had any idea about you guys," Neal said. "It's called 'being in the closet.'" James looked around the table. "We're in the closet together." After a silence, Phil looked across the table at Danny and James. "How did it start... I mean, how did you two, you know, find out abut each other?" James said, "It was last spring. I mean last year, not this year. I was over at Danny's house; we were playing Playstation 2. And I was talking to Danny about what it was like living here and what we could do over the summer about hanging out." "See," Danny said, "I had just moved here the summer before, and I still didn't know a lot about this place. And I sure wanted to hang out with this dude here." He grinned at James. "Well, see," James continued, "we had so much fun that first summer, and I really got to like this guy here. But I didn't know... you know. So I just popped the question, sort of. I said, 'Danny, what do you think of all the hot looking girls at school?'" "And," Danny interrupted, "I said, 'I want to fuck every pussy in school.'" "Oh, shut up!" James grinned and hit Danny on the shoulder. "No," Danny said, "I just said that I hadn't paid much attention to them. See, I was a little nervous about what we were talking about. You know, wasn't sure just what to say." "So I said to him, 'Danny, you're kidding! What, don't you like girls?' And he said, 'I have to tell you something, James.' So, I go, 'Um, all right, Danny, what do you have to tell me?'" "And that's when I got scared," Danny said. "I didn't want to lie to him. He was my best friend, best friend I ever had. But I'd be lying to him if I didn't tell him the truth. See what I mean?" Neal and Phil nodded. "So," Danny continued. I start off by telling him that -- that he's the best friend I've ever had. That he's like the brother I always wanted. "And I say, 'Um, okay, Danny. But we've said all that to each other before. So, what do you want to tell me?' "But," Danny said, "I said to him that I hadn't told him that he was so good-looking and so much fun and everything about him was just perfect. Then I took a deep breath and just said it. 'James, I love you.'" "See," James continued. "I really couldn't believe it. I mean, I didn't think it could really be true, not true the way I wanted it to be true. So, I said, 'Yea, Danny, I love you, too.' You know, saying it like a best friends says it to his best friend." "So I just plain out told him," Danny said. I told him I was gay, and I knew I was even last summer. That's when I really got afraid. I just had to get out of there. I just left the room and went into the bathroom." "And I came in, and he was crying," James continued in a softer voice. "I asked him please not to cry, and he said he'd probably lost his one and only friend in a new town. So, I said, 'No, you haven't. You've just made a boyfriend in this town.' He looked like he didn't even understand what I'd said," James chuckled. "So I said, 'I'm gay, too, Danny." "He put his arms around me," Danny said, "and we hugged each other and just held each other like forever. And then we kissed for the first time." Danny stopped. The memory of that wonderful moment overwhelmed him. He looked at James, and he knew they were both reliving their discovery of each other. Their lips had felt so warm against each other. There were still tears in Danny's eyes when he felt James' tongue licking tenatively at his lips. Danny had opened his mouth and accepted his friend's tongue inside for the first time. When their tongues met, Danny felt a chill and a desire deeper than he had ever known. James hugged him tighter as their tongues gently caressed each other, and each felt the other's dick pressed against him. When they broke their kiss, Danny had asked if he could see James' dick, and they agreed to show each other. Each held his own hard dick in his own hand, almost as though they were each offering the other a gift. Danny was pleased for some reason that James was cut, like he was, and James admitted the same thing. They stood for a moment admiring the gift each was offering. Then they changed hands. Their fingers slowly explored the very first cock, other than their own, each had ever held. Their dicks were hot and hard, and they did what each had really been wanting to do for months. They began to slowly jerk each other off. The throbbing dicks began to make their urgent demand, and their hands moved faster. They were panting now, and they were turned on even more by the sounds. Jerking a dick, jerking the dick of the boy who loves me, jerking the dick of my best friend, jerking the dick of my new boyfriend, jerking the hard, wet dick I've wanted to see for so long, jerking the dick I've daydreamed about so much, jerking jerking the boy jerking jerking he loves me jerking... They came together. Their young cum was still a bit watery, still a bit clear. But it was cum they exchanged with true love. "That," James finished, "is how two boys found their true love in life, how they became boyfriends forever." They all remained silent for a little bit. "And if I could do it all over again..." James started. Danny smiled at his boyfriend. "...I'd pick a different girl and get laid each and every night," James finished with a grin. "You dickhead!" Danny laughed and poked him on the shoulder. "Hey," James said, "that hurt!" But he was grinning. "That was a love tap," Danny explained to Neal and Phil. "You suppose there are any other guys like... us?" Phil asked. "Don't know." Danny shrugged his shoulders. "I can't tell who might be and who isn't. Even a really macho guy could be, you know?" "But..." Phil just remembered the Jerkoffs. "But we've all being doing stuff... you know, sucking and all, hell, even kissing, with the Jerkoffs. Won't they know... I mean, won't they be able to tell..." James looked at Danny. "We've talked about that. We don't think so. We've really only been doing stuff guys probably do when they're first starting to... you know, puberty and all that stuff." "But, kissing..." Phil said. "Wait, wait," Neal interrupted. "You guys kiss out there? The Jerkoffs kiss?" "Yeah, but remember who started it," Danny said. "Steve, right? Practice for kissing girls, he said. And he's always got girls and pussy on the brain." He paused a minute. "I think the kissing was okay, except maybe we better not get too carried away with it." "Even Chap and Nick were kissing," Phil remembered. Neal looked shocked. "You know what?" James looked around the group. "I'll lay odds those little dudes have been missing around for a while, even before the Jerkoffs started. I think they're gay, too." "Huh? You're talking about Chap and Nick?" Neal asked. "They just turned eleven, they're not even in the fifth grade yet!" "I guess you can be gay in the fifth grade," James said. "I remember somebody telling me you can't get 'made' to be gay; you just are," Phil smiled. "Yeah, I think I remember that conversation," Neal grinned. "I thought I was going to get raped!" Phil said. His voice broke. "Then I found out I was... getting love made to me... by some really... great guys." He finished in a whisper. After a little silence, Danny said, "Neal loves you, buddy. But me and James? Well, we love you some, too." The words were repeated in four minds in the silence. "Oh! Guys, we've got to go," James said, with a glance at his watch. And they were off to practice. Neal's debut in the shower room afterwards was a big deal to his three friends and, apparently, to no one else on the team. Of course, the three friends were all around him, and towels were everywhere to and from the showers, so maybe no one really noticed an unusually large dick on an eleven-year-old. That changed very quickly when the four boys got to the back of the shed in the woods. It took them a little longer to get there since they had to walk their bikes, so everyone else was already there. True to form, though, Steve had not allowed anybody to undress yet. There was surprise that Neal had come along. No one knew anything about his reluctance, unless they had assumed it since he had never been in the shower room before that day. But they all greeted him with grins and hoots. "About time you got horny, my lad," Steve laughed. "Welcome to the best team in town, the... "...Springfield Jerkoffs!" they all finished with him. The hoots continued for a while with some of the boys jerking their fists at their still-covered groins. There were several noticeable bulges. "Let's get this practice session rolling, guys," Steve finally said. He stripped quickly, as did the others. Neal joined them, but he stopped when he got to his briefs. Though there was a very large bulge in them, they stayed on. Everybody looked at him. "Okay, everybody," Phil started with a grin. They had discussed this on the way from the field to the woods. "Got something in this package you might like to see." Neal was shuffling his bare feet and feeling a little nervous, but Danny and James smiled over at him. "We got a name for this surprise," Phil continued. "The Eleven-Year-Old Wonder. Taaa-taaaaaa!" Neal took his cue at the fanfare and lowered his briefs. Unintentionally, his cockhead got caught for a moment at the wasteband, and when the briefs were lowered farther his cock sprang up, slapped his belly, and started swinging up and down. "Holy shit..." "Fuck, what is that..." "Look at his dick..." Neal turned beet red at all the attention, but Phil gripped his upper arm and squeezed it, grinning. "Almost exactly five and a quarter inches," Phil announced. "Not quite, but almost." Steve didn't say anything, but his mouth was open. Chap and Nick danced around for a better look, their own little eleven-year-old dicks swinging as much as they could. Steve was the first to begin to slowly stroke his own hard cock, then Danny and James began to work on theirs. Chap poked at the head of Neal's dick, and it began swinging around again. Phil grinned at Neal, and Neal, finally, began to grin back. "You said five..." Steve started. "...and a quarter. Almost," Phil finished. "Fuck, dude! Holy fucking..." Steve stepped closer and put his hand around Neal's hard dick. "Damn," he said. "Eleven. I'm almost 14, and I'm only four and a half. Five and a quarter!" He started to slowly stroke Neal's cock. "No, fuck, don't tell me!" Steve said when he realized he'd nursed some precum out of Neal. "He can cum. He can cum at eleven. Fuck, I didn't know that was possible!" "Yep," Phil said. "It's possible. I know, because he can cum like a..." Phil decided to stop before he said too much. "Come sit by me, dude," Steve said to Neal. Phil nodded when Neal looked at him, then looked at Danny and James. They smiled at him. The older teen and Neal sat down next to each other, and Phil joined Chap and Nick sitting in front of them to watch. Danny and James sat down on the other side. Steve continued stroking. "You don't have any hair," he said to Neal. "Huh-uh ," Neal responded. "Like the twins here," Steve said. He had started calling Chap and Nick 'the twins' although they looked nothing alike; they were just always together. As though it were a cue, "the twins" started fondling each other's little dicks, but they kept their eyes on Neal's cock. Steve stroked the hairless dick a little faster and looked at Neal's face for a reaction. Neal started to grin, but his mouth opened with a groan. Steve was getting the juices started, Phil thought to himself. With his other hand Steve wiped a little of the precum that had appeared on Neal's dick. He licked it and grinned. "Yep. It's the real thing." He laughed. "Damn if you aren't something, kiddo!" Nick was usually a little more shy than Chap and usually followed somebody else's lead. But he suddenly leaned in, pulled Steve's hand from Neal's dick, and began to lick at the head. He opened his mouth for it and made loud sucking sounds as his mouth adjusted to it. "Go for it, little stud," Steve grinned. Neal groaned again and spread his legs a little wider. Chap was sucking almost wildly now, with little control, and he pushed his face in just a little too far and had to quickly withdraw as he gagged. "Here," Neal said in a deeper, raspy voice Phil recognized immediately. "Let me show you." Neal leaned down, spread Nick's chubby legs as wide as he could. In a quick motion, Nick's little dick had disappeared into Neal's mouth. "Oooooooo..." Nick cried in a high-pitched whine. He fell back and opened his groin as much as he could for the attack on his dick. Neal had the entire thing in his mouth, and his tongue was rapidly moving it around. He made sure to rake his tongue over Nick's little peehole, and the naked boy on the ground shuttered each time. Neal pulled his mouth away and then attacked the two bare balls below, though moving more carefully. "Oooooo fuck...Chap, he's gonna make me... do it..." Nick's whine was becoming an urgent warning. Neal quickly moved back to the dick. He went up and down as much as he could on such a small tool, but he sucked with rhythm and enthusiasm. "Gonna... AAAAhhhhhhhh..." Nick's dry cum racked his body, and his belly shook as he was filled with the explosion that found its way to his dick. He shoved his hips at Neal, who continued to suck vigorously until Nick's orgasm died away. As he released the boy's little organ, he licked his lips and grinned. Chap's mouth was still open when Neal turned to him and dove into his groin. Chap's hard dick was given the same treat as his friend's, and he began writhing his hips with the pleasure that filled him. He put both hands on Neal's head and pressed it into him, hunching over Neal's head. Neal responded by speeding his tongue up and down the underside of Chap's dick inside his mouth. "Awwww...Neal...yea suck it..." Chap's voice was half whisper and half cry as he urged Neal on. Neal's hands grasped the boy's hips to hold him steady to the final assault. He backed off Chap's dick just far enough that he could rapidly flick his tongue back and forth the boy's dickhead. "Awwww... awwww yeaaaa... do it do it do it..." Chap's sounds became an intelligible yell as his dry cum overcame him. He shook inside, outside. His dick thrashed against Neal's tongue and teeth. And finally it faded. The boys fell back onto the ground, panting for breath. Neal grinned at "the twins" on the ground, then at Phil. Phil was speechless at the performance. And he was immeasurably proud of his boyfriend's ability to suck dick. "Listen, Jerkoffs," Steve said. "Nobody, but nobody, belongs on this team more than this dude. Damn, Neal," he said to the newest member of the team, "you're one hell of a cocksucker!" Neal grinned from ear to ear. "I am," he said. "I am one hell of a cocksucker." Phil was still speechless. Just a couple of weeks ago, Neal would never had sucked in front of other guys. And he sure as hell would never have accepted the title 'cocksucker.' This was the new Neal. And he was on a roll. Phil grinned. Deep inside, so deep there was no danger of anybody catching on, he said to himself, This cocksucker is the guy I love. Steve was back on the ground, motioning Neal to join him. Danny and James were kissing and fondling each other's hard dicks. Phil lay down on one elbow next to Chap and Nick. "He's good, isn't he, guys?" he asked quietly. "Fuck, yeah, he's good," Nick grinned. "Has he ever sucked you?" There was the question, straight out, and from one of the Jerkoffs. Hell, Phil thought. He is one of the Jerkoffs. "You bet!" Phil said. And for a minute he didn't care if there was some pride in his voice. He started to stroke Nick's round belly, and the boy looked at him in appreciation. "Can I suck you?" Chap asked. Phil's answer was to move closer. Chap leaned into his lap and licked his dick as Phil continued to stroke Nick's body, moving down to his smooth little balls. A sudden thought hit him. He only knew one other guy -- just one -- who might like what went on here in the woods. But how would these guys react to a nine-year-old? And would Kent even want to join the... team? Steve and Neal had moved into a 69 position. Phil watched them as he rolled the thought around in his head. Kent... Was that a good idea or not?