Date: Thu, 10 Jan 2019 03:48:13 -0600 From: gwen uni Subject: Brad's Buddy, Kyle by Cutter09 bisexual young friends. Please remember to donate to Nifty. The thousands of stories availble for your reading pleasure is provided by Nifty, so give a little and get a lot. Cutter09 http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html You can find more of my stories listed on the prolific authors page under Cutter09 Brad's Buddy Kyle by Cutter09 "Girls are so fucked up," I told my friend Kyle. "I mean, shit, what did she think was going to happen?" I continued walking, though I wasn't really paying much attention to where we were going. "You were in there with Becky. What did you do?" I asked, trying to get confirmation on things. "We made out," Kyle said. "Exactly! Did you get any tit?" "Yeah, but only a little." "See! That's what I mean. That's what you're suppose to do. Why only a little?" I asked when I realized what he had said. "Well, we kissed for a long time and just before the time was up, Becky put my hand on her tit. Of course that was just the first time we went in." We were talking about a game we played at Susan's birthday party. Her parents have a nice house with a basement game room/den. Her fourteenth birthday party was held in the basement. There were probably twenty kids there. It started out in the afternoon with swimming in their pool. Then moved to the basement for games and dancing. They have a pool table, and a dartboard, and foosball table, all kinds of shit down there. It's almost the same size as the ground floor of the house. Susan cleared out a closet and stuck a recliner in there. The idea is, a couple go in and the light is turned off. A timer is set and the couple has a minute alone in the dark. After the minute is up the next couple goes in. After everyone has gone in, round two starts, with the timer set to two minutes. We were all in our swimsuits, so things can get interesting quickly. It's fun for the couple in the closet, and the other guests get to laugh and point at the boners that guys have when they come out. Sometimes the girls tit is out when the timer goes off and the door is opened, and everyone knows she let the guy play with her tits. You know. Just fun shit like that. "What happened the second time?" I asked. "Well we went in the first time and kissed and she put my hand on her tit. Just on top of her swimsuit. The second time we kissed for a little and she put my hand inside her top. I played with her tit for a minute, then the door opened and... well, you remember. Everyone laughed at my boner." "They weren't laughing at your boner, just at the fact that you had one. So did every other guy who came out after round two. We all got laughed at. What happened during the third round?" "As soon as we got in there, she put her hand in my trunks and pulled out my dick. She jacked me a little and I shot my load on her hand. She must have licked it off, because it wasn't there when we came out." Shit. Now I wish I had gone in with Becky. Kyle got a hand job and I got slapped and yelled at. Funny though, Kyle shot his load in under three minutes. But that's three minutes more action than I got. Susan always throws a good party. Besides having a nice house with a pool and game room, her parents are pretty cool too. I don't mean they let us smoke dope or get drunk or anything like that. But they pretty much let us do our thing, only checking on us occasionally. They come down to the basement every twenty or thirty minutes, and take a look around to be sure everyone has their clothes on. Of course they don't count heads, so a couple in the closet is easy to miss. When we first arrived, everyone drew numbers to be paired up for the party. If they were playing darts or foosball or whatever, they were a team. Same for the closet. Kids who actually had a girlfriend or boyfriend had to be either very trusting or very understanding. They weren't allowed to be paired up with their significant other. This made it even more fun when a guy would come out with a hard on, we all knew something went on. So that guy's girlfriend would prove she could play the game too, and that made it fun for the guy she was paired with. Well, you get the point. Well, I was paired with Kim, and Kyle with Becky. Kim is hot, Becky is not. She's not ugly or anything, she's just a little heavy. Not fat, just not slim either. The first round, I go in with Kim, and we make out there in that dark closet. I'm thinking She's into this you know? I'm running my hand up and down her back as we swap spit. Time's up, we get a coke and sit down chatting. She seems to be into me and all. When it get's close to our time in the closet for round two, she says "It's almost our turn." Like she's anxious to get back in there with me. Kyle and Becky are couple # 4, Kim and I are # 5. So they are coming out just as we go in. Kyle's erection is evident, though not big. Everyone gives them shit, and Kim and I go in. I sat down on the recliner again, and she gets right back in my lap. I can't see shit, but we're soon in lip lock and I start letting my hands roam again. She's wearing a lime green bikini, that barely covers her ass, and she is pushing the limits on the top part. I have on my blue speedo. I wear it because I'm packing just over seven inches [18 cm]. Not bad for only fourteen, huh. My dad is in advertizing, and he says you got to show the goods if you want someone to sample them. Isn't that why girls wear bikinis too? So, we're kissing and my hand is all over her. I finally get brave enough to grab some tata and at first she seems ok with it. She's grinding her ass all over my junk. I know she can feel it, she's moaning enough. Then she takes my hand off and puts it back on her waistline. I think, Ok, no problem, she wants to wait a bit to get there. Then our time is up and the door opens and I have to walk out with a hard on pointing at my hip bone. I don't mind, you know, the girls like to look, what do I care. Round three, Kyle and Becky come out. He's looking sheepish, and she, well she looks kinda pissed. Kim and I go in I set down she gets in my lap, and it's off to the races again. She's squirming all over my jewels, and moaning so I think it's time for the next step. My hand makes it's way to her baby feeder again. Only for a few seconds then WHAM! She tries to knock me out of the recliner. "Stop it you fucking dickhead!!" She yells at me, loud enough for everyone to hear. Then she storms out. So, that's how I found myself walking home with Kyle. At this rate, I was going to die a virgin. At least Kyle got a hand job. Shit, I would take that over a case of blue balls any day. Kyle is my best friend. Has been since first grade. During summer, like now, our houses are pretty much interchangeable. He sleeps at mine or I sleep at his. Doesn't matter as long as we are at one or the other by midnight. During school it's different. Curfew is eight o'clock during the week and nine on week ends. We have to be in our own beds on school nights, too. We ended up at his house. "Hi Mrs. Appleton, Mr. Appleton," I said as we entered. I can be polite when I want. We headed to his room and got ready for bed. I was bitching the whole time. "I mean, damn, that's what the game was all about. Am I right?" "Yeah. I guess she didn't think so though," Kyle suggested. "Then she should have said something. I'm no rapist or anything. She acted like she wanted it. You should have seen her, rubbing her ass all over my cock. Girls are nuts. Or just fucking teases." At least my cock had gone down some during the walk home. "Hey Kyle. Can I borrow some underwear to sleep in? All I brought was this speedo." "Sure," Kyle said and reached into the drawer, pulling out a pair for each of us. I was still bitching as I stepped out of the speedo and into the tighty whitey Y fronts. I looked at Kyle just in time to see him do the same. We had seen each other naked lots of times, so no big deal, right. Tonight though I had been horny as a goat, and no chance to tame the beast. Kyle's three inch [7 cm] softie jiggled about in front of me reminding me that he got a hand job, while I was still a little chubbed up. We climbed into bed, Kyle killed the lights, and again the dark reminded me of the closet. Shit, I may never get any sleep. "What was it like? A girl stroking your dick," I asked Kyle in the darkness as I pushed on my re erected cock. "It was ok I guess. They don't know how to do it right. It's like they think jerking off actually means to try to jerk your dick off your body. She pulled too hard in both directions at first. Then she kinda did ok, her hand was nice and soft. I was pretty excited though so it didn't take long." "Dude, you are so lucky. I would have loved a hand job from Kim, or even Susan, or anyone. Damn I'm so horny." My cock was pointing at my belly button, with the head pushing passed the waist band. I rubbed my hand up and down it, trying not to let Kyle know I was doing it. After a minute, "Brad, I could... I mean if you want... I would..." Kyle kind of mumbled. "What Dude?" "Nothing, never mind. Good night," Kyle said and he turned on his side. I lay there in the dark remembering Kim's ass moving around on my hard as stone cock. I wondered if I could stroke one off without Kyle noticing. I looked over at him. Shit, from his silhouette I could tell he was facing me. Maybe after he goes to sleep, I can sneak out of bed and take care of it in the bathroom. Closing my eyes, I lay thinking about how her ass felt on me, rubbing over my over heated meat. I could almost feel it. Wait. I was feeling it. Only it was a hand, not Kim's ass. Shit, Kyle was rubbing my dick. He raised up on one elbow, while the other hand squeezed my stiff cock. I kept my eyes closed in case he thought I was asleep already. I didn't want to embarrass him by letting him know, that I knew, he was playing with me. In a barely audible whisper he said "Is this ok?" "Mmm," Was all I said. Not yes, not no. You know, plausible deniability. Just in case he did something I didn't like, I could fake waking up and act mad. He squeezed it a bit longer, then ran his hand along it's length a few times. He grasped it right at the waistband of the borrowed underwear. The head of my cock was exposed. He rubbed his thumb over that really sensitive area under the head. I must have had some precum there, because his thumb slid easily around the head. I sort of moaned out "Mmmm," again. I guess he took it as a sign to continue. He ducked his head under the blanket. Next I felt something warm and wet slide around my swollen cock head. Damn! Kyle just licked my dick. What should I do? I could stop him, but Shit, it felt good. When I didn't do anything, he did it again. Then I felt him put his fingers under the waistband, and tug down on the underwear. He was trying to pull them off me. Shit! Decision time. Stop him or help him. I lifted my hips, and he slid the Y fronts down my legs. Well, he knows I'm awake now. He grabbed my cock around the middle and stroked it then I felt his mouth slide down on it. Oh god. Did that feel good. My best friend was sucking my dick. At this point, I didn't really care who did it. My first blow job. I couldn't help myself, I put my hands on his head and pushed it further down. He gagged, and slid back off me. "Don't stop Dude, please," I said. "I won't," he said and swallowed it again. I started bucking my hips up at him and he went to town on it. I couldn't believe what was happening and that Kyle was doing it. I got the impression this wasn't his first time on the end of a dick. He bobbed up and down on it like he wanted it more than I did. I could hear sucking sounds and feel his tongue working the head. Man he was good. Of course I didn't have anything to compare it with, but I loved it. "Kyle... Dude. I'm... I'm gonna cum... Kyle... Shit dude... I'm cumming." He didn't stop and I shot a huge load in his mouth. What was he gonna do with a load of cum in his mouth. I didn't care, I just kept unloading. When I finished, he just kept sucking on it. It was so sensitive, I shivered, and still he was loving on it. When I got soft, he took it down to my pubes, and sorta dragged off it to the end, like he was making sure he didn't leave anything behind. Then he pulled up the undies. Now the awkward part. What do you say to your best friend when he unexpectedly sucks your dick. 'Thanks' didn't seem right somehow. Did he expect me to return the favor? It's not like we had a 'blow job trade agreement'. I just turned to the other side, and closed my eyes. Next thing I know, I could feel the bed moving, and the blanket rustling. I'm familiar with the sound of dick jerking too. Kyle was jerking off beside me. I awoke in the morning with my usual woody. Only this time it was getting attention. The sun was up. Kyle had thrown back the covers and pulled out my cock while I was still asleep. Taking it into his mouth is probably what woke me up. I watched him working my dick with his hand and mouth at the same time. Damn he's good at that. His other hand was stroking his own dick right beside me. Well, he is my best friend, and he was taking care of my needs. The least I could do is stroke his for him. So I reached over and moved his hand and grasped his four and a half inch [11 cm] dick. I've never touched anyone's dick before, and it's been awhile since my dick was that small, but it was kinda fun to play with it. He stopped sucking me long enough to take off his underwear, to give me easier access to his dick. Then he went right back to sucking me. This time I didn't bother to warn him, I just blasted his tonsils with my cream. He went off a second later in my hand. His load isn't as big as mine, and it rolled down my fingers and onto my wrist. When I was finished, he cleaned me like last time and pulled my undies up. I was still holding his dick, with his load all over my hand, wondering what I was going to wipe it on. He solved that question, by taking my hand and licking the cum off it. It was like his favorite ice cream melting in a cone. He didn't stop till he licked all the drippage. He pulled up his underwear, got out of bed, and headed to the bathroom. So I got up and put on my speedo. When he came out, he saw me pushing my dick down into the suit. He went to a drawer and took out some cut off jeans. "Here take these," I took off the speedo, and put on the jeans, commando. He watched me intently. I could see he didn't want to have my cock disappear so I took my time. Then went to the bathroom to drain the lizard. It was like nothing was different. We went to my house, grabbed some grub, and went to play video games in the living room. Nothing was said about him sucking my dick. It was like an unspoken secret. Word got out about what happened at Susan's party. Seems no one thought I was in the wrong. I later heard through a friend of a friend that she said she was on the rag, and didn't want me to put my hand down there. Well, so fucking what. My hand was on her tit, not her twat. I think it was just an excuse for being a tease and finding out people thought she was being a bitch about it. I don't care if she is hot, I wouldn't touch her now with someone else's dick. It was Sunday, and we didn't really have any plans, so we just hung out at my house. Kyle has an older brother and a younger sister. I don't have either. At about ten, Kyle wants to take a shower so he does. After he's finished I go get one too. When I come out, the lights are off and he's in bed. I get in beside him and lay on my back. For a moment I think he's asleep then he just casually slid under the blanket and pulls out my cock and starts sucking it. I can't believe how good he is at it. I make a mental note to ask some questions. In the meantime, I'm just going to enjoy it. This time he toys with my balls, and even sucks them one at a time. He seems to not be in a hurry, and wants to make it last so he can enjoy it too. He licks and sucks around down there for probably twenty minutes, I'm not complaining mind you. I'm laying back with my eyes shut and taking in every sensation. Next thing I know, he's pushing a finger in my ass and I go off like a roman candle. Shit, what a turn on that was. I'll have to remember that the next time I'm abusing myself. He cleans me up completely like it's liquid gold or something. Then he just lays back down like nothing happened. Once I get my breath back, I finally have to say something. "Where did you learn how to suck dick?" It maybe crude, but I had to know. He's my best friend for god's sake. You would think something like that he would have told me. "Leo started me doing it a couple of years ago," Leo is his brother, Leonard. He's fifteen. He's kind of a cocky asshole but ok I guess. "A couple of years? Why didn't you tell me?" What kind of bullshit is this? We're best friends. Why would he keep a huge thing like this from me? "I didn't want you to think bad of me. I wanted to tell you, almost did, like a hundred times," he said. "So why now?" "Well, I... I didn't want to just tell you. I... I wanted to... to do it for you. Since the first time I did it for Leo... I wanted to do it for you too. Every time I did it for Leo, I was wishing it was you. "Then last night... well you were so horny, and talking about blue balls. She got you all worked up then turned into a bitch. I was really mad at her for treating you like that. In bed I was going to say something and then chickened out. Then I could see how much you needed it so I just said 'fuck it'. It's now or never. "I was worried you'd hate me. This morning, you didn't seem upset when you caught me again. I mean, last night you needed it. This morning you let me anyway. So I figured you weren't mad about it, you might let me do it again." "You like to do it?" "Yeah," he almost whispered. "You don't mind that I shoot in your mouth?" "No. Your cum tastes good, a lot better than Leo's. He doesn't let me do it often now, and even when he does, I try to avoid his cum. "What about the finger thing?" "Oh... Well... Uh..." "Come on, it's true confessions time," I told him. "Leo fucked me a few times, okay," he said, like he was confessing to a murder. "I don't let him anymore. But it felt good so I thought you might like a finger in there." It's like I didn't even know this guy. His brother taught him to suck and even fucked him and didn't tell me. How did I miss it anyway, I practically live at his house. I could see he was pretty upset at having to tell me his secret. He looked like he might cry. "It's okay buddy. I'm not angry with you. But I do feel like you should have told me something this important." "You don't care that I like sucking? Or that I've been wanting to suck you for two years?" he asked looking for reassurance. "Hey. You like chocolate ice cream, I like vanilla," I told him. "As far as the two year thing. Seems I owe you a lot of cum. I've been wasting it in the shower and toilet when my best friend wanted it." He smiled at me. I reached over and put my hand on his covered dick. He sucked mine I could at least jack him off. "You don't have to Brad." "I know. I haven't ever done this. You've been doing it for two years. I have some catching up to do," I said as I began stroking his dick. I kinda liked it. I wasn't sure I could suck it, but this was nice. It wasn't long before I noticed I had a hard on again. Kyle noticed it too. "You're hard again." I nodded at him. "This is kinda fun," I laughed. "Do you... Would you wanna..." Then he got out of bed and went to the bathroom. He came back with my hair conditioner. I must have looked retarded, because he kinda sighed and poured conditioner on his hand, then on my cock. I've done this before. Soap, shampoo, conditioner, whatever is handy to make my dick slick before jacking. Then he stopped suddenly and got on his hands and knees. It took me a minute to figure it out but I did. I got behind him and lined up. "Are you sure?" "Absofuckinglutely," he said over his shoulder. I had been looking forward to my first 'piece of ass', but this was a little different than I imagined. I put a little pressure forward and he pushed back. The head of my cock popped in and Kyle let out a groan. "Oh..Don't stop," I had worried it hurt him but he didn't seem hurt so I pushed some more in. He began rocking back and forth, taking a little more each time. Pretty soon I felt our balls touch. Then he started to move a little faster, and our balls were smacking together. It's not something I had ever imagined I would feel. "Your cock feels good in me. I knew it would," Kyle said between grunts. "Do you like it?" "Mmm yes. Keep fucking me." I took hold of his hips and started to lay the pipe to him. I had already cum so I was going to last awhile. As I was fucking him, I saw Kyle reach under and start stroking his dick. I leaned over his back and reached around his hip and grabbed his dick. I stroked it in rhythm with my hips, which seem to send him into high gear. "I just knew you would be good... Oh god... Keep fucking me Brad... Oh shit... I'm cumming." I hadn't thought about him shooting a load all over my bed. But what the heck, I was gonna shoot one in his ass. When he finished cumming, he collapsed on the bed. I followed him down, and grabbed hold of his shoulders and plowed him unmercifully. He just kept saying "Oh... Oh... So good... Oh god that's good... Yes..." I like being complimented as much as anybody, and he was blowing my ego sky high. I felt like I was like a cock ninja or something. I shoved in deep one last time and emptied myself into him. "Yeah... Give it to me... I love you Brad." Wasn't expecting that. I continued to slowly move my ass up and down. I must have shot a gallon in his colon, because I could feel my cock sloshing around in it. When I started to pull out, Kyle said "Please leave it in a little longer." So I lay down on my best friend with my cock buried in his ass. "Did you like it?" I whispered in his ear. "I loved it. You made me cum. I never did that with Leo." "Didn't he stroke your cock when he fucked you?" "Not really, but I came again without you stroking it. I was already laying down and you fucked a load out of me." I eventually had to pull out of him so we could sleep. He woke me the next morning with another blow job. He really seems to enjoy doing it. I'm kinda mad at him for not telling me all this. I mean, shit, I would have loved a place to put my stuff for the last two years. What kid my age wouldn't? "How did this get started with Leo?" I asked him as he's cleaning me off. "I did something stupid, I can't even remember what it was now, but Leo knew. He said he'd keep quiet about if I sucked him. I really didn't want my parents to find out whatever it was so I did it. "Stupid me thought it was a one time thing. I think Leo didn't really intend to make me do it again, but a couple of days later he said that he hoped I appreciated him not telling my parents. I said I did. He said 'If you really did, you would show it'. He was standing right in front of me in his underwear, I was sitting on the bed. I could see the outline of his dick, and it twitched. He said 'If only we could come up with a way for you to show me how much you appreciated it' I knew what he meant, so I just pulled down his underwear and started sucking. "It wasn't so bad the second time. The next day he came to my room again in his underwear. This time I was sitting at my desk. He stood beside me not saying anything, but I knew what he wanted, so I did it. "It was different this time though. The first few times, I wanted to get it over with and get him out of there. This time I thought of you. First I thought, Shit, I hope Brad never finds out about this. Then I thought What if Brad were to walk in right now, he'd probably want me to do him too. I got a hard on thinking about sucking you. I pretended I was sucking you, and I liked it. I started doing it to please you, not just to get it over with quickly. Even Leo noticed the difference. He said I was getting good at it. "He came again the next night and the next. Then he didn't. I went to his room and he was doing homework. I just got on my knees and undid his pants and sucked it. Each time though, it was you I was sucking. It made it easier and I liked doing it." "That explains the love thing," I said. "What love thing?" He looked really confused. "Last night while I was, you know, doing it to you, you said you loved me." "I did? No, I must've said I loved IT." "You said 'I love you Brad.' Just like that. 'You Brad' could not be mistaken for 'It'." He started crying. "I'm sorry. I didn't intend to say it out loud," he sobbed. "It's ok Buddy. I'm not mad. Probably not a good idea to spread it around though." "What other secrets are you not sharing with me?" I laughed. "Nothin'" The way he said it, I didn't believe him. He said it too quick "Remember, true confessions time. If we're gonna be best friends, we can't have so many secrets. I tell you everything." "You didn't tell me about that girl you met at camp," he defended. "I told you as soon as I got back. I was only gone a week. You took two years to tell me this shit." He looked like something was eating at him. "What is it? Come on, I know you want to tell me. So just come out and say it." "Do you know who Clive Johansen is?" he finally said. "He has that big house on top of the hill passed Susan's house. My mom says all her church friends want to set him up with their daughters because he's handsome and rich. Doesn't even have to work." "Yeah, his dad is some Swedish billionaire. Well, let's just say your mom's friends can leave him alone." "Why's that?" "He sorta has a club. Only boy's 12 to 17 can be in it. It has limited membership, and someone has to quit or turn 18 or get removed, before a new member is allowed in." "Sounds cool. What sorta club is it? Sports, chess, video games? What?" "Sex," he answered flatly. "A sex club for kids? Wow! Where do I sign up?" "It's not that simple. First you have to be introduced by a member. Then you have to complete some tasks to get to be a member. Once you start performing tasks, you get to be a trustee. When you've completed all the tasks and someone leaves, you can join." "What kind of tasks?" He definitely had my attention. "Mostly sex stuff." "Cool, I can do that." "Maybe not. You see, members can bring a girl there and fuck her anytime they want. That's why a lot of guys want to be members. They can bring their girlfriends there. There is a private entrance where they take them to a building that has a bunch of bedrooms. It's completely separate from the house. So the girlfriend doesn't actually know about the club. "Only members and trustees get to go to the house, and members can bring only boys who want to be members. Trustees aren't allowed to bring anyone. Once you are a trustee, you can go there and perform tasks. Trustees and members are required to... take care... of each other sexually. "The tasks include having sex with every member, and an underage girl and Clive, and everything is recorded. Fifteen of the tasks with members has to be anal. The idea is it would be embarrassing to have video of you having sex with other boys and an underage girl is illegal, so it keeps guys from talking." "What about Clive?" "He likes fucking little boys." "How do you get to fuck an underage girl? I mean, girls that age who are willing are not easy to find." "That's another reason guys want to be members. Clive has girls available. They're Romanian or Russian or something like that. There always seems to be a couple there." Shit. I had no idea stuff like this is taking place right under my nose. Wait. Did he say 'There always seems to be a couple there'. Like he has seen them personally. But he said only members and trustees got to go there. "Lucy, you got some 'splainin' to do. To quote Ricky Ricardo. How do you know all this?" He looked down and quietly admitted "I'm a member." "What! You're shitting me right?" Kyle just shook his head and kept looking at his feet. "You had sex with a girl? And you didn't tell me? What the fuck dude? I thought we were friends. Wait. You had sex with every member, and Clive too?" He just nodded but couldn't look at me. "How many members are there?" "Fifty," he answered ashamedly. "You had sex with fifty guys? Fifty, as in five zero?" "When did all this happen? When did it start? How did you have time when we're together practically 24/7?" "I completed the last task the day after you got back from camp. I'm sorry Brad. I mean, fuck dude. You tell me all about this hot chick you met at camp and how you made out with her all week and... I guess... I guess I kinda got jealous. I fucked an eight year old girl." "Kyle... How does this make sense to you? I kiss a girl a few times and you go fuck an eight year old to get even, when I didn't even know you were in love with me. And all those guys? How did all this... I... I just don't know what to say," I was completely flabbergasted. Kyle began to cry again. "Dude..You've got to help me understand this." "I think.. I'm addicted to sucking dicks. But every time I do, it's your dick. I got to where I was sucking Leo two or three times a day. I would do it in the morning before school, then after school, then before bed. I got hooked on it. I wanted it all the time. At school I would think about sucking, but it was always you. "Then one day, Leo stopped letting me suck him. Just like that, cold turkey, no dick for Kyle. After a week, he said he would let me, but I had to let him fuck me. So for a couple of weeks I could suck him in the morning, and after school, but at night he would come to my room and fuck me. It hurt, but I got used to it. Mostly because I would pretend it was you fucking me. Then he stopped letting me again." Kyle started sobbing really hard. He took a few minutes to get to where he could talk again. "I actually begged him to let me suck it. I don't even like Leo. But I didn't want to try with a boy from school. I mean, what do you think would happen if that got out. I was afraid you would hate me, and well, the kids would call me names and stuff. "Then one day, Leo said he knew a place where I could suck all the dick I wanted and nobody would know or care. Leo's friend Jeff is a member. He had taken Leo there, and that's why Leo quit letting me suck. He was getting all the sex he wanted there. "So Jeff took me there too. I was introduced to Clive and then I had to suck Jeff to prove I was willing to go through the tasks. After I sucked him I was led to the swimming pool. There were a lot of guys there. Some were swimming, some were lying around having sex. Nobody had clothes on and it was like you would imagine an orgy would be like, but it was mostly boys our age. There were three girls there that day, and they were busy. "Well, I end up sucking a dozen guys. All shapes, sizes, and ages. It was like a feeding frenzy, I couldn't get enough. I started going there every chance I got. I would even go just long enough to suck one or two guys. There are a couple of guys you know who go there too. Did you know that Tim D'orcy has a tiny little dick. He's seventeen and not even as big as me." That was surprising. Tim acts like he's god's gift, and a jock and all. I wonder if his girlfriend knows about all he had to do to be a member. "That was last summer. Since then I've fucked ten guys, I let fifteen fuck me, and I have sucked all of them, some of them a lot. Clive was the last one to fuck me... that is until you. He has a huge dick. It hurt at first, but then I started to like it. He made me cum too. Just you and him. Well, mostly you. I was dreaming about you fucking me when he did it. "Then when you told me about that girl... It wasn't just jealousy, I mean it was, but also it was because I know I can't be a girl for you. So I went there and fucked that little girl. I didn't do it too good though. But I passed and I'm a member. I've been there a couple of times since then. Mostly just so I can suck and dream about sucking you. "When I did it after the party It was the best thing ever. I almost came in my underwear just from having your dick in my hand. It made all that sucking and getting fucked worth it. I was glad that I had that much practice so I could be good for you." "Kyle, buddy, I need some time. This is a lot for me to grasp. I'll call you later." This is not the Kyle I knew. Not the one that has been my best friend for over seven years. This is not the kid who couldn't even talk to a girl much less fuck an eight year old. This kid is a bit of a whore and belongs to a sex club. This Kyle sucked my cock and I fucked his ass. The Kyle I knew, I taught to throw a baseball, and a left hook. I didn't know this Kyle. Hell, apparently I didn't even know my hometown. Billionaire sex club operators, kids who live just down the street fucking anything on two legs, my own best friend involved in incest, just for starters. I could deal with my friend blowing me. Hell, I would even consider returning the favor. I fucked my friend, I could probably deal with that. I don't know if I could return that favor, but I would give it some thought. At my age, guys are supposed to experiment. If my friend is gay, I don't care, shit it even came in handy in a time of need. But the rest of this shit? Why did he even tell me about it? I may have pushed him some, but not that hard. Did he want me to join his club? Would I? I mean, I want to get laid, every kid my age does. I think about it all the time. I admit that unlimited sex has it's appeal. But at what cost? My dignity, my self respect, my virgin ass. Then there is the whole love thing. He says he loves me. But the way he put it, it's practically my fault he did all that shit. I like him too, I even got my ass kicked defending him last year. An older boy called him a cocksucker and made him cry, so I jumped in to defend him. Seems the older kid was right. He is a cocksucker. Wait a minute. That boy was Tim D'orcy. A member of the club. He knew for sure that Kyle was a cocksucker. I got my ass kicked for nothing. I pondered all these things for the next four hours. Plus the fact that I might be losing my best friend. The thought of all that sex was attractive, for sure, but could I do those things with total strangers? Did I want to? I finally called Kyle. He picked up on the first ring like he was waiting for my call. He was at my house in record time. "Why did you tell be about the club?" I asked him. "Well, since I'm a member now, if you wanted to go, I can get you in. I mean, I know you want to fuck a girl, so I thought if we go there together, you could have some pussy and I might still get to suck you. Once in awhile if there are no girls available, you would fuck me." "You've been sucking me for a couple of days now, and I even fucked you once," I retorted. "Yeah, but you were really horny, and I kinda took advantage of that. Besides, you want to fuck girls. I wish I could, but I can't be a girl for you. I don't have a pussy for you to fuck. I just wanted to make you happy." "I thought you might say that. Look, I've been thinking about this a lot. I even wondered what my dad would say." "Oh my god. You didn't tell your dad, did you?" "No. But I know what he would say. He would tell me that it isn't a healthy environment for me, physically, psychologically, or emotionally. Of course he would then lock me in my room and not let me out til I was collecting social security." Kyle laughed at that. "Since it's seems that you wanting to be with me led you to going there and doing those things, I suggest a pact. A sworn agreement between the two of us." "What kind of an agreement?" "Well I would swear not to even mention sex with a girl, or anyone else, and you and I can do all the things you like. In return, you agree not to go back to that place, you have to give up your membership. I'm saying that you and I will be each other's exclusive sex partner. No more Leo for you either. No Kim or any other girl for me." "How long is this agreement?" Kyle asked. "Let's say till we go away to college. Who knows, maybe we will go to the same college, and it will last longer." "You'd be willing to give up girls?" He didn't believe it. "I didn't say I would never be with a girl. I said I would willingly give up on a chance at sleeping with a girl until I was college age, to prevent you from being in that environment anymore. You are too important to me to see you subject yourself to that, just to pretend to be with me. Why pretend when you can have the real thing?" I chuckled. "You mean it? We can do those things?" "Yes. Whatever you want little buddy." "I can suck you, and you'd fuck me?" he clarified. "Yes." "What if I wanted you to suck me?" "I'd do it," I assured him. "Okay... what if I wanted to fuck you?" "It didn't kill you to take my dick in your ass, I doubt that I will die from taking your's. But you can't tell anyone, not even Leo about any of this." "Speaking of Leo, what if he wants to use me again?" "Just explain to him how you think your parents might be interested in what goes on at that club. I suspect he'll back down. I want us to be exclusive. Just you and me." Kyle started crying again. Damn I hate when people cry. "What's wrong little buddy? I thought you'd be happy." "I am. It means you like me a lot to give up girls." "I love you little buddy. Friends help each other. That's what friends are for." "So can we start tonight? Will you fuck me again?" "I was thinking, maybe I should try to take your dick before it gets any bigger." Kyle smiled. 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