Date: Sat, 4 Mar 2006 13:16:50 EST
From: adama1416@aol.com
Subject: Clubhouse Towelboy, Part 2

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descriptions of sex between teen aged boys and other teen aged boys, as
well as between teenaged boys and adult men.  If this type of material is
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Preface;
When I was a kid, my Mother and Grandmother encouraged me to keep a
journal of the things that I did from day to day.  I look back on those
journals from time to time, and some of the things I did when I was
younger amaze even me.  But with some of it, I have to wonder how I ever
kept from getting caught and having my ass beat with my Dad's belt.  I am
glad that I kept those journals, but I am even more glad that no one ever
found them and read them!

Back in the early 60s kids, boys especially, could get jobs at a much
earlier age than they do now.  What ever child labor laws there were,
were seldom, if ever enforced.  Some of the things that might happen to a
young boy in the workplace back then were definately against the law, but
if the boy enjoyed what he was doing, as I did, then who really got hurt?

Remember Guys, this was a long time ago, and things have changed a lot
since then.  Please play safe!  Always wear a condom!

Clubhouse Towel Boy
(My First Summer Job
By L. Ray
Part 2

Thursday morning I was at the Clubhouse about 15 minutes early, and was
sitting on the floor by the door of Mike's office when he arrived.

"You're early, good boy.  Did you learn plenty yesterday?"

"I sure did sir, er, Mike.  I'm not sure if I remember it all though,
especially where everything is, but I'm very sure that I will know it all
by Saturday."

He put his big hand in the small of my back as he seemed to push me into
his office.  Once inside, he motioned for me to sit in the chair next to
his desk.

I had decided to wear a pair of high cut tan colored cotton shorts, and a
green t-shirt today instead of jeans, because I figured that the shorts
would be much cooler and possibly a bit more inviting.  Mike sat in his
chair and moved around to the side of his desk, so that he was facing me,
with our knees only inches apart and his gaze fixed on my young crotch.
He was wearing his usual golf shirt and a pair of dark blue warm up
pants, with white converse tennis shoes and I couldn't help but notice
the bulge in his warm ups as he sat back in his chair, pulling his arms
up and locking his hands behind his head which made his chest expand to
its' full breadth, and his biceps muscles seemed to pop out.  I felt my
mouth begin to water and my cock begin to stir in my shorts.

"So, did you find uniforms to fit you yesterday, well, obviously not or
you would be in uniform, so I am sure that you saw Roy then, did he get
you all measured?"

"Yes sir, I saw Roy, he talks funny.  He measured me and said that he
would have them done by Friday or Saturday.  I wore these shorts and this
shirt so that I wouldn't stand out so much different, not like yesterday,
in the jeans."

"I like that, it shows that you're a bit of a thinker.  I don't think
that you'll have any problem learning where everything is today and
tomorrow.  By the way, Randy won't be with you and Jerry until later, he
has a .um.little project to do before he gets started for the day."

He smiled as he told me about Randy, and then got up from his chair.  I
could see his bulge had grown while we were talking, but he quickly
changed the subject as he began to usher me out of the office.

"I have coming for a game of golf in a few minutes, so I need to go get
changed.  Jerry will be in in a couple of minutes, and you can wait for
him out in the lobby if you want, or you can wait by the carts.  Just
stick with him until Randy gets free, and then you three can join me for
lunch in the dining room.  I want to introduce you to some people at
lunch.  Tell Jerry that I said to run over where everything is again, to
make sure that you can find your way around, and I'll see you boys at
lunch."

With that, he headed for the lockers and I headed for the lobby to wait
for Jerry.  I didn't have to wait long as Jerry came into the lobby,
wearing his usual white golf shirt and the club's official tan colored
shorts, cut about half way up the thigh, and a pair of well worn, black
converse tennis shoes with his white athletic socks bunched around his
ankles..  As I watched Jerry cross the room, he seemed to be in a good
mood, and smiling broadly.  When he saw me sitting there, he immediately
walked over and greeted me cheerfully placing his hand on my bare knee as
he sat in the chair next to me.  I told him what Mike had said, and he
smiled as he said, "Randy must be getting stuffed by Mack again."

I looked at him a bit puzzled as he said that we needed to go over how to
get from place to place again.  We got up and headed down the long
hallway to the Locker Room.

Once inside the Locker Room, he led me straight through and then into the
big Laundry.  Simon, the laundry man was no where to be found, as we
entered the big room.  Jerry and I walked over to the office door and
looked through the big glass window of the door.  There was Simon, in his
big chair with his pants around his ankles and a boy who looked about 15
kneeling between his knees.  I recognized the shirt and pants which
indicated that he was one of the caddies that I had met yesterday.  I
could see his head moving up and down rapidly on the man's cock, as Simon
threw his head back, eyes shut, and used his hands to force the boy's
face tightly into his lap.  By the way Simon's chest was heaving, I knew
that he was feeding the boy his load.  Jerry grabbed my arm and led me
over to where the carts were sitting with the clean towels.  I took the
one marked Showers and he took the one marked Sauna and we pushed them
back through the big doors and out of the Laundry Room.  We put the
towels on the shelves where they belonged and went back to the Laundry to
return the empty carts and get one for the pool and one for the Massage
Room.  As we were leaving the Laundry, Simon came out of the office,
straightening his clothes, followed by the boy who had been introduced to
me as Glenn the day before.

"The pool has plenty of towels, boys.  Just restock the Massage Room, and
bring back the soiled ones from there."  Simon said, as if nothing was
out of the ordinary.

Jerry let go of the pool cart and grabbed hold of the empty soiled cart
for the Massage Room, as we headed out of the Laundry once more.

We placed the towels in the Massage Room, left the empty soiled cart, and
took the full soiled cart and the empty clean cart back to the Laundry,
then headed out the back door to the caddy shack.

Besides Glenn, Jerry and me, there were five boys sitting in the shack
drinking sodas.  Only one of the boys besides Glenn was from the previous
day, and Jerry introduced them to me as Steve who was 15, Tom who was 16,
Mark who was 16, David who was 17, and Paul, who I had met the day
before, and he was 15.

David, the oldest, looked me up and down with a disdainful look on his
face, saying, "Who's the runt.  He ain't big enough to carry a golf bag,
so what's he doing here?"

"This is Red.  He's the new towel boy, and if you don't watch your mouth
David, I may just have a little chat with Randy and Mike and see if we
can't find a better job for you!" Jerry said with a smirk, "I know that
we've got a nice smelly grease trap in back of the kitchen that could use
your skillful attention!"

David immediately sat back down at the table and paid closer attention to
his soda bottle.

"Who's up next?" Jerry inquired of the boys.

"David, and then Glenn." said Paul, "Then me."

"Ok, Steve, Tom and Mark, you guys head out to the barn.  It's a mess out
there, cigarette butts and soda bottles are everywhere, and Red and I
will be out to check on you in a few minutes.  We have to stop at the
cart park first though."

The three boys headed out the door at almost a trot, as Jerry and I
headed toward the carts.  Upon arrival at the carts, I noticed that one
of the green service carts had been covered with a canvas.

"Why don't you go pull that canvas off of that cart Red, and see what you
think."
I walked over to the cart and pulled the canvas off of it, then stepped
backward in awe.  There was a little sign hanging from the front of the
top that said "Red's Special".  It had a bike horn attached beside the
mirror on the drivers side, and the pedals had blocks attached to them to
make them easier to reach.  There was a little wooden box mounted on the
back deck with a lid and a lock, and a drink holder in between the back
of the seat and the deck area.  I looked at Jerry and he was holding out
a key ring with two keys on it.

As he handed me the ring he said, "This cart is only for you to use.  The
square key is to the cart, and the other key is to the box.  Don't leave
the box unlocked, and don't ever leave your keys in the cart.  We'll get
you a chain so you can wear your keys around your neck when you're not
using it."

"You mean, this cart is just for me?  What's in the box? And what's the
drink holder for?  Wow, this is just the coolest!"  I said as I threw my
arms around Jerry's waist.  I could feel his cock beginning to stir as my
waist rubbed against him.

"Yes, it's just for you.  Remember yesterday when Mike said that you
would sometimes bring him drinks out on the course?  Well that's what the
drink holder is for.  As for the box, it has a few things in it that you
might find a use for from time to time, but we can look at it later.
Right now, we need to go out to the barn and check on the other boys."

We got into my special cart and Jerry told me which way to go to the
barn.  It only took us about five minutes to get there, and the others
were all inside, so they didn't know that we were there.  When we got
inside, Jerry looked around and said that it looked ok, then had the
three boys line up.

"You three are regulars here.  None of you has been working here for less
than a year, so you guys pretty much know how things work.  You make
pretty good tips on and off the course, and you're all good at your jobs
or you wouldn't be making the tips that you do.  Red here is new.  He
doesn't know about some of the things that we get to do to make extra
cash, and he doesn't know about the fun we have together sometimes.
There is a foursome on the course already, without caddies, and there is
a twosome due in a half hour, and a single due in in and hour and a half,
so there's enough caddies at the shack to handle things for about two
hours.  Mike has two friends out on the course with him, but they are
using his private cart.  What do you guys think about us having a little
welcome party for Red?"

They all nodded their heads, shouting yeah and looking at one another.

"Well, I'm not going to tell you what, but I think you will be in for a
bit of a surprise with him.  I will just say that looks can be deceiving!
So let's get on with it.  Two hours isn't a whole lot of time."

Jerry, Tom, Mark and Steve all started removing their shirts and soon the
four of them were down to just their shoes and socks.  I was the only one
still wearing clothes, and I was suddenly surrounded, four sets of hands
removing first my t-shirt, and then my shorts and underwear.  I suddenly
felt myself being lifted into the air as they carried me over to the bed
where Randy and I had played the previous afternoon.

Jerry was the first to take hold of my rapidly growing young cock.  He
jerked it up and down a couple of times and then slid it into his mouth,
taking it in all the way to my nearly hairless balls.  Meanwhile, the
other three were taking turns licking at my nipples and belly button, and
kissing me on my mouth, slipping their tongues deep into my mouth to duel
with my rapidly moving tongue.

When Jerry pulled his mouth off my hard cock, I heard all three of the
other boys take in a deep breath.

"Holy shit!" exclaimed Mark, "Is that for real?"

"I've never seen one that big on anybody this small before!" added Tom

"I've got to have a taste of that!" stated Steve flatly, as he dove for
my cock with his mouth, engulfing it completely.

"I told you guys that you'd be surprised!  Six inches of prime young
meat, and on a 13 year old no less!  I knew when I saw it yesterday that
we were all going to want our share of that thing!"  Jerry said as he
began playing with my balls while Steve grunted and hummed around my
cock.

Mark was sitting beside my head, looking at Steve sucking for seed, his
nicely shaped five and a half inch cock just inches from my face, and I
simply moved my head forward and swallowed him in.  He squealed loudly,
and with a quiver in his voice said, "And he knows how to suck cock too!"

Tom had returned to sucking and licking my nipples as I reached for his
firm six inches with my left hand and began to jack him slowly, then
reached with my right hand and took hold of Jerry's healthy seven inch
cock.  I felt like the center of attention, as Jerry lay so that his cock
remained within my reach and then worked his mouth in under Steve's face
and began to lick my balls and the ridge behind them.

Mark's breathing had turned ragged, and I knew that he was about to
shoot, so I increased my suction on his pulsing young cock.  "Ohhhh goddd
I`m. I`m.cumming!" Mark yelped out as he spurted his hot, sweet cum into
my mouth.  It was only four small blasts, but it tasted so sweet as it
spread across my tongue and began to dribble down my throat.  I kept
licking at the head until it must have become too sensitive and he pulled
it quickly from my mouth.  He and Tom quickly traded places and I was
eager to suck Tom's six inches for all I was worth.  It didn't seem like
I had been sucking Tom for very long, when Jerry raised up from my balls.

"OK guys, I need a hole to fill, and I need it now!"  he shouted.
"Here's what we're going to do. Mark, get the jar out of the drawer and
lube up Red's cock and ass, then lube my cock and your own ass and Steve
and Tom can lube each other.  Then I want you Mark to get on your back
under Red.  He's going to fuck you, while I fuck him, and Tom and Steve
can fuck each other.  Then maybe we'll switch after a bit."

Mark got into the position Jerry had told him to, and raised his long
slender legs to my shoulders.  I slid my cock into him as he took a quick
deep breath.  Once in, I held it in position, while Jerry eased his long
cock into me.  Once he was in, we began to get into a rhythm that seemed
to work quite well.  Steve lubed Tom's hole and his own cock and with Tom
on his hands and knees, began sliding into him.  I didn't have to do too
much, because Jerry was doing all the work.  Him pushing into me, made me
push into Mark, and when he pulled back, I naturally pulled back with
him.  It was one of the most intense fucks of my young life!  I could
feel sensations that were beginning to overwhelm my young five foot
frame, as my ejaculation began to build in my balls.  Mark, beneath me
was whimpering like a little puppy as my cock moved in and out of his
hole.

Suddenly, Jerry pulled out of my ass with a loud "Plopping" sound and
quickly got behind Tom and Steve.  He put his cock up against Steve's dry
hole and pushed forward, not stopping until he was balls deep in the
boy.  Steve squealed out painfully, but never missed a beat as he shoved
his own cock deeper into Tom.

Steve began to moan loudly as the combined effects of Jerry's cock and
Tom's tight ass was doing a number on him.   I saw his face twist in
ecstacy as he suddenly leaned over Tom's back and gripped him tightly
around the waist.  Jerry suddenly threw his upper body forward and I knew
that they were unloading their cum deep into each other.  I felt an
electric charge course through my body as Mark stiffened under me, his
ass muscles clamping so tightly on my cock I thought he would cut it
off.  I felt his hot semen shoot out between us, as I unloaded deeply
into his hot bowels.  When my head quit spinning, I looked over at Jerry,
Tom and Steve, to see Tom furiously sucking Jerry's cock clean, and when
he finally pulled away, Steve shoved his slimy cock into Tom's mouth as
well.  When I pulled out of Mark's hole, Jerry grabbed me, pulling me
over and pushing Steve aside, then Tom went to work on my cock, cleaning
it off as well.

We sat there, still naked, for a few minutes just talking about what we
had just done, and how much we had all enjoyed it.

"I can't believe that you took my whole seven inch cock up your ass
without flinching Red." Jerry said, "You'll make lots of really good tips
from the guys who come to the club."

"Hell, as good as he sucks, and takes cock, and gives cock, he'll be more
popular than any of us!" Mark said.

"Yeah, and he's a lot younger and cuter too!" added Tom.

Steve got a roll of rough brown paper towels, and began passing them
around as we all cleaned ourselves up and began to dress.  As we left the
barn, Steve added his part, "Once Mr. Jenkins gets hold of him, the rest
of us won't stand a chance.  I love that big assed club of a cock he has,
especially when he shoves it up my tight ass!"


"Red and I have to get back over to the clubhouse to meet Randy, and the
rest of you guys need to get back over to the shack.  There will be
golfers coming in and wanting caddies."  Jerry said.

We got on the cart and I backed up, turning it around, then headed to the
clubhouse.  As we passed the three boys, I reached up and squeezed the
rubber ball on the horn, causing it to blow.  Jerry laughed as the three
boys jumped off the path.

We got back to the clubhouse and Jerry told me to just park the cart
beside the building, because he was sure that I would likely be getting a
call to take drinks out to Mike and his friends.

When we entered the building, Randy was in the hallway, looking for us.
As we walked to the caddies locker room, Jerry filled him in on our
activities at the barn, not leaving out any details.  Randy kept looking
at him with this knowing grin on his face, and when Jerry was done, Randy
and I both laughed as Randy told him about what we had done yesterday.
Once inside the locker room, Randy began undressing to put on his caddy
uniform.  "I think it's about time we filled Red in on all of the details
about how we do things around here." Randy said.

"Well, he has an idea, but I haven't gotten to tell him how it all
works."  Jerry said.

They proceeded to tell me what was expected, and how to go about it.  How
we got paid for "special services" and what safety precautions to take.
They told me that I didn't have to do anything with anybody that I didn't
want to do, and that Mike would back me up if I didn't want to do
something, or if there were any problems.  Then they told me about Mac
and Mike and Mr. Hall.  If a "special date" was set up with one of them,
you were expected to perform as well as you knew how.  Mr. Hall was
Mike's brother in law, and Mac was Mike's brother.  If you had a date
with one of them, you got paid $100.00 in cash, plus got paid by the club
for your time, because it was almost always during business hours.
Sometimes, they would have two boys at one time, and sometimes they would
ask you to do something unusual.  When you did the unusual stuff with
them,  you got paid a lot more, but you didn`t have to do anything that
you didn`t really want to do, no matter what.

All of the caddies did the special jobs too, and they all made money over
what they earned from their job.  Jerry said that David didn't get as
many of the special jobs any more, probably because he was getting too
old for the men to really like him, but he had already said that he was
quitting at the end of the summer because he was going to college in the
fall.

By this time, Randy was dressed and we got up to leave the dressing room
as two caddies came in.  Randy stopped and said, "Pete, John, this is
Red.  He's the new towel boy, and he knows about the "game."  In fact,
he's pretty damn good at it already, and if you guys play your cards
right, he might give you a sample!"

We pushed passed the two boys, and left the locker area, but I looked
back, wishing that I could stay and watch them change their clothes and
maybe have a chance to do more with them.

We turned the corner and headed to the members Locker Room.  There were
about a half dozen men in there, changing into their golf attire.

"Hello Dr. Bill." said Jerry.  "This is Red, he's our new towel boy, and
he is really good!"  Jerry emphasized the "really good" as Dr. Bill stuck
out his hand.  As I looked up, I was suddenly shocked to see the man who
had been taking care of my teeth for the past three years.

Dr. Bill was a tall man, about six one, and weighed about 190.  He had
dark black wavy hair, green eyes, and a little mustache.  He always had
one of those smiles that would light up a room as soon as he entered.

"Well, hello Larry!  I didn't know that you were old enough to be working
here.  When did you start?"

"Yesterday sir!" was all that I could manage.

"Well, if you take care of your jobs the way you take care of your teeth,
you'll do great.  We'll have to get together later and talk more about
it."  he said with a wink, as he released my hand.

About that time, Simon came through the Locker Room, seemingly in a
hurry.

"There you are, Mike called.  He wants you to bring him a Vodka Collins,
a Bloody Mary, and a rum and coke out to the 8th hole.  They are just
leaving the 6th hole now so by the time you get the drinks and get them
out there, they should be on number 8.

I looked pleadingly at Jerry and Randy and they took me by the hand and
lead me to the bar.  It wasn't a long trip, but I wasn't sure how to get
there, much less what to do after I got there.

When we got to the bar, the bartender was already making the three
drinks.  We each took one and headed out through the service entrance to
my cart.  That must have been the third entrance that Randy and Jerry had
told me about yesterday.  We put the drinks in the drink holder and I got
my key out and climbed into the driver's seat.  Randy got in the middle
and Jerry on the outside, and we headed out to the course.  Randy told me
which way to go, and we were soon at the T for the 8th hole.  I looked up
and Mike and his friends were just coming up on the T area.

After they told me which drinks were which, each of the three men handed
me a ten dollar bill.  I looked at the money, then up at Mike.  "That's
for you!" he said, as they drank their drinks, then gave me the empty
glasses back.  As I turned to get back into my cart, Mike patted me on
the butt and said, "Thanks Red!"

We headed back to the clubhouse, and Randy was first to make a comment.

"Thirty bucks, just for carrying a couple of drinks out to the boss.
That's not bad for your first full day of work!"

I was beaming, as he put his arm around my shoulder.

"You're doing alright little bud!" Jerry said, as we drove along.

When we got back to the clubhouse, I could hear noises coming from the
pool area, and as we went inside to take the glasses back to the bar I
said that I should probably take some fresh towels to the pool house.

"That's a good idea." Jerry said, "Besides, there's someone there that I
want you to meet."

Once we got done at the bar, we headed into the Laundry through a service
area.  Simon was busy with one of the big washers so we went straight to
the full carts and got one that said Pool on the end, then headed out to
the pool house.  Randy and I were busy putting towels in the racks, as
Jerry went up to a man dressed in a Speedo swim suit and T-shirt, and
talked to him.

They came back over to where we were and Jerry said, "Red, this is Ron,
he's the pool manager, and if you treat him right, he'll let you swim on
your days off, or after you finish for the day."
I stuck my hand out as Ron stuck his out and we shook hands.  Ron
suddenly reached with his other hand and felt the front of my shorts.

"Damn Jerry, you weren't kidding."  he smiled.  "Have you ever fucked a
grown man Red?"

"A couple of times."  I answered.

"Well, why don't you come by tomorrow evening after work, and we'll let
you swim all you want.  I'd like to see what you can do under water!"

"Cool, Can Jerry and Randy come too?"

"Sure, if they don't have anything else planned."

We finished with the towels, and left the pool.  It was close to noon,
and Jerry said that Mike and his friends would be in as soon as they
finished the 9th hole.  We headed to the lounge area to wait for Mike as
he had said he wanted us to join him for lunch.

We had been sitting in the lounge for about five minutes when Mike and
his two friends walked in and he asked if we were hungry.


We all three nodded in agreement, as we got up and followed Mike and the
two men into the dining room.

The hostess seated us at a large table, well away from everyone else and
took our requests for drinks.

"So, Red, how are you enjoying your day so far?" Mike asked.

"It's cool!"  I said  "I have learned a whole lot more today, and I think
I'm getting pretty good at finding my way around."

"Yeah." Randy added.  "And he's a real fast learner too.  All of the
caddies like him, except maybe David, and you know how he is."

"Don't worry about David, I'll have a little chat with him later!"  Mike
interjected, "So what'll  it be guys, steaks, medium rare, all around?"

Everyone nodded.  I had never had a steak any way but well done at home.
My Mom was one of those people who believed that if it wasn't cooked all
the way through, it wasn't fit to eat.  When the waiter came to the table
with our drinks, Mike told him to bring everyone a Porterhouse, medium
rare, with baked potato and salad.

Once the waiter left, Mike proceeded to introduce everyone around the
table, starting with his two friends.

"Boys, this is Paul, he's a friend of mine from Knoxville, and this
gentleman here is George, a friend from Los Angeles, They are both here
on business for a couple of days and took today off to play some golf
with me.  And these fine young men are Larry, but everyone calls him
`Red', he's our new towel boy, and Randy, our head caddy, and then we
have Jerry, our cart boss."

We all shook hands across the table and greeted one another as Mike
continued talking.

"If you three feel up to it, we might all get together this afternoon
around five for a little entertainment.  Randy, do you think Red is ready
for that ?"

"Oh, I don't think there will be any problems there at all Mike!"  Randy
said, as he nudged me in the ribs and giggled.

"Good, how about we meet in my office at 5:00 then and we'll take it from
there."  Mike added as the waiter returned with our food.

I looked at the steak and noticed a little reddish colored juice on the
plate, and said, "It's not done!"  Everyone laughed and Mike said, "Just
try it.  If you don't like it, we'll have them cook it a bit more for
you."

I took the first bite and it was awesome.  I couldn't believe that I
could actually taste the meat, not like at home.

We ate our meal, and parted, shaking hands as Randy, Jerry, and I headed
off to check on the towel situation and Mike and his friends headed back
out to the course to finish the last nine holes.

The locker room and showers were both empty, but the soiled towel bins
were both getting pretty full, so we pulled them along as we made our way
to the Laundry.  Without thinking about it, when we got to the service
door of the Massage Room, I turned and went through the door.  When I got
to the cart there were only a couple of towels in it, so I decided to
leave it there for a while.  As I turned to leave, I heard some noise and
peeked into the Massage Room to see what was going on.  Paul, the
masseur, was naked, and on top of a large man who was laying on the
massage table, face down.  Paul had his massive cock buried deep in the
other man's ass.  The man on the table turned his head toward where I was
standing, with his eyes closed, and I instantly recognized him as Dr.
Bill.  Paul was sitting almost straight up and as he pulled back with his
cock, I could see about half of it.  It looked really long, and really
fat too.  From where I was, it looked like it was way bigger around than
my arm.  I quickly turned and went back the way I had come to join Randy
and Jerry.  I never said anything about what I had seen, and we went on
doing what we had been doing.

We took the soiled towels in and put them where they belonged, then got
two empty carts to take back, and grabbed a full cart for the pool area.
Jerry took the full cart out to the pool while Randy and I took the two
empties to the showers and locker area, and we headed out to the caddy
shack to just relax for a while.

It was getting close to 4:00 when Jerry said, "Well guys, I guess we had
better head for the locker and take a quick shower, then go meet Mike."

We got up and went to the caddies locker room, which was empty, took off
our clothes and grabbed a towel each, then headed to the shower.  After
some horseplay, soaping one another, and playing a little grab ass, we
got out and dried off, then got dressed.  We went out the door and headed
for Mike's office.  As we got to the door of his office, Mike, George,
and Paul were coming up the hall from the locker room.  George and Paul
both had their golf bags with them and a small bag besides that.  We went
in and Mike asked if we wanted something to drink.  He opened a small
refrigerator in the corner and gave each of us a six ounce bottle of coke
as he and the other two men sat in the only chairs in the office, so
Randy, Jerry, and I sat on the floor.

"What do we want to do guys?  We can't go to the barn because I saw David
headed that way with one of the new caddies!"  Mike said.

I looked up, never thinking that Mike had any idea of what went on at the
barn, but then, why wouldn`t he know.

George said, "We can all go to my hotel.  I have a large suite at the
Best Western."

Mike suddenly smiled, "How about we go over to my place?  Red has never
been there, and he might like my `playroom',  and it's really close by
too."

Everyone seemed to agree on that idea, so Mike told Randy to ride with
George, and Jerry to ride with Paul, which only left me to ride with
Mike.  I was a little nervous, but excited too.  I was really curious
about Mike's playroom.

The ride to Mike's house was a short one, he lived on the edge of the
park in a great big Bedford stone house with a high wall with a gate.
George and the others had followed us there, and when the last car
entered the gate began closing by itself.  I was impressed.  When we got
to the front door, I heard what sounded like a big dog barking on the
other side.  As Mike opened the door, he shouted, "Down Caesar!" and the
dog suddenly stopped.  He opened the door all the way and allowed us all
to enter then told Caesar to go out, and closed the door back.

"If you don't mind guys, everyone take off your shoes.  I just had new
shag carpet installed all through the house, and it cost a fortune."

The house was amazing.  From the entry hall, there was a great big living
room with two white couches  and two matching chairs, a coffee table with
a glass top, and a big fireplace at one end.  From there we went into
what looked like a dining room and then into a great big kitchen.  At the
back of the kitchen was another hall which led to the utility room, the
garage, the back yard, and the basement.  Mike opened the door to the
basement and we all followed him down the heavily carpeted steps.  When
we got to the bottom, I saw the most fantastic room I had ever seen.
There were different colored lights everywhere, some flashing and some
not, a big Wurlitzer Jukebox in one corner, a bar in another corner, and
no furniture, just cushions all over the floor.  Great big cushions, some
of them were as big from one side to the other as I was tall.  There was
a movie screen on one wall, and a projector mounted on a shelf on the
opposite wall.  Under the stairs we had just come down, there was a door
that was painted bright red.

"Make yourselves comfortable guys, while I look for a movie for us to
watch!"  Mike said.

Jerry and Randy immediately began removing their clothes, so I did too,
as I noticed that George and Paul were doing the same.  Mike found a
movie and threaded it onto the machine, then started it running.  The
name of the movie was "The River Rats" and it started with six or seven
boys floating on a raft, down a meandering river.  All of the boys were
naked, and had either their arms or legs, or both, dangling in the water
as they floated along.  One of the boys decided he had to go to the
bathroom so they steered the raft to the shore, and he went running into
the woods.  Suddenly there were at least twelve men surrounding the boys,
rubbing their crotches through their bibbed overalls, and when the boys
tried to make a run for it, they were grabbed and forced to the ground by
the men.

Mike had undressed and lay down on the cushion beside me, and had reached
for my cock, gently massaging it to an erect state.  That's when I heard
Randy and Jerry moaning and I turned to see that they were both being
sucked off by the other two men.  Not to be left out of the fun, I
reached for Mike's cock, and began to jack it up and down.  That was the
last I saw of the movie.

Mike moved me so that we were in what I had learned was a 69 position and
began sucking my cock into his mouth.  As I looked at his cock, growing
to full size, I couldn't believe how big it had gotten.  The head was
almost as big around as my fist, and the shaft was so fat that I couldn't
get my fingers all the way around it, and long!  I estimated it to be at
least nine inches, and probably closer to ten.  He wasn't circumcised and
the tip of the head was just barely sticking out of the foreskin.  I
couldn't wait to taste it, so I leaned forward and opened my mouth as
wide as I could, then got the head in.  It was delicious, but more of a
mouth full than I had ever had.  I was sure that I would only be able to
get a few inches in my small mouth.

The more I sucked on the big cock, the more I slobbered, and the more
slippery the cock became, until I felt the head pass the back of my mouth
into my throat.  Without realizing it, I had managed to get almost three
fourths of the monster in, and was still trying for more.  I would take a
quick breath each time I raised up off of it, and then dive back down as
far and as fast as I could go.  I never managed to get the whole thing
in, but it wasn't for lack of trying.  Mike pulled my head up and off his
cock, and Jerry and Randy started clapping their hands.

I could feel my face flushing red, from the surprise more than anything
else, as Jerry said, "That's farther than any of us has ever gotten
Mike's cock in our mouths!  And the littlest guy does it.!  See Randy, I
told you he was a pro!"

"Man, Red you had all of it in but an inch, and that is no lie!  That
cock is over 10 and a half inches!"  Randy said with an excited tone to
his voice.

As I wiped some tears from my face, I smiled and said, "It's the biggest
one I've ever had in my mouth, I can tell you that for sure!"  the others
all laughed at that.

"You really think that little guy is going to be able to take that
monster up his ass Mike?" George asked.

"Yeah man, that's a whole lot of meat to try to put in something that
small!" added Paul.

"Well, that's entirely up to him guys, I have a rule with my boys, they
never have to do anything they don't want too!"  Mike said.

"Well, I'm going to try like hell!"  I exclaimed, to the laughter of
everyone else.

Randy and Jerry looked totally amazed as Jerry said, "Way to go Red, if
you can take that, you can fuck me anytime you want for the rest of the
summer!  So far there`s only few of us that have been able to take `Big`
Mike!"

"Well, what's everybody think about moving this little party into the
`playroom' then?" Mike said with a devilish grin on his face.

I must have looked like a doe caught in headlights as I looked up
surprised and said, "You mean this isn't the playroom?"

Mike laughed as he took my hand and led the way into the next room.  As
he opened the door, I noticed that the only light in the room was from
several bare red bulbs.  Once my eyes adjusted to the light, I could see
a great big bed at one end that nearly covered the whole end of the
room.  It was twice as wide as the big double bed that I slept in at
home, and half again as long.  There was a big wooden X on one wall, and
a big steel table with a bunch of straps on it , half way between the bed
and the door.  Along another wall, there was a half barrel turned rounded
side up, with legs coming out from the under side, and a saw horse.  The
saw horse and the barrel were both padded with carpet, and had straps
attached to the bottoms of the legs. Lastly, there was a big chest on the
wall beside the big X.

I had never seen anything like it in my life and was immediately curious
what all of this stuff was for.  I started asking Mike a whole bunch of
questions and he told me to hold on, because all of my questions would be
answered in a little while.

"Now listen Red, I don't want you to get hurt, so we are going to do this
in a way that lets you be in total control of the situation.  Is that ok
with you?"  Mike stated.

"Yeah, sure!" I replied.

"George, why don't you help Randy get onto the saw horse, and Paul, you
can put Jerry on the Saint Anthony's, then you can help me with what I
have in mind?"

I stood there watching as George and Paul went to work.  George had Randy
lay across the saw horse, with his chest on the carpet pad, then strapped
his wrists to the legs on the back side.  He then pulled a strap across
Randy's back so that he couldn't move his upper body at all and then
strapped his ankles to the legs on the front side.  At the same time,
Paul was fastening Jerry to the big wooden X, with his hands way up over
his head and his feet spread wide at the bottom, and he was facing the
X.  Then they came over to Mike, who had laid down on the great big bed
on his back.  He had them tie his hands and feet to ropes that were at
each end of the bed, spread out sort of like Jerry was on the cross.
George got a bottle of some kind of oil out of a drawer in the big chest,
and they started squirting the oil on Mike's body.  They worked the oil
from his chest, all the way down to his cock and balls, massaging them
until they seemed to sparkle in the red light.  As they were massaging
him, his cock started to get really hard again, and was soon sticking way
up in the air above his body.  Then they lifted me by my arms, onto the
bed, and had me kneel down on my hands and knees.  They started working
the oil into my hole and sticking first one and then two fingers way up
inside me.  They each had a big finger in my hole and began pulling to
the sides, gently, stretching my ass hole farther and farther.  George
went to the chest and came back with a big rubber cock that looked about
as big as Jerry's cock when it was hard.  He pushed it at the entrance to
my hole and it slid in, as he turned and twisted it, working it back and
forth.  After about three minutes of this, George removed the rubber cock
and they helped me get astraddle of Mike's waist and down onto my knees.

"This isn't going to work this way.  He's too short to sit on it by
himself."  George said.

"So, can you guys help him out a little more?"

George whispered to me that they were going to lift me up over Mike's
cock and hold me until I got started down on it.  I nodded my head as
they lifted me, positioning Mike's big cock at the entrance to my hole,
and then let me slip down on it just a bit.  The initial pain was
intense, but I gritted my teeth and allowed myself to slide down a bit
more.  Suddenly there was no more pain, just the most incredible feeling
of fullness, that I had ever experienced.  I let George and Paul know
that they could turn loose, and they went back to the other boys, but all
eyes in the room remained glued on me, and of course Mike too.  I took a
deep breath and let myself slip down on his giant a couple of more
inches, and then another, and another until I was half way down the
thing.  Using the muscles in my thighs, I lifted myself up a little, and
then, taking a really deep breath, allowed my body weight to carry me all
the way down to the bottom, as I let the air go out of my lungs.  When I
hit bottom, I just sat there for a few seconds.

"Are you OK champ?" Mike asked, almost out of breath himself.

I nodded my head, unable to really speak at that moment.  I slowly began
to raise myself back up and then lower back down, as I began to fuck
myself on that monster of a cock, feeling a new sensation course through
my young body with each downward thrust.  Soon, I had Mike's cock going
in and out of me like the piston on the motor we had seen in my seventh
grade science class.  Everyone else returned to what they were doing as I
continued to fuck myself on Mike.

I had been going up and down on Mike's cock for what seemed like an hour,
when I began to feel my climax building to a full blast.  Suddenly, the
biggest globs of cum I had ever seen came firing out of my hard six
inches, with the first three shots hitting Mike in the face, one of which
went straight into his open mouth.  The next three hit between his chin
and his belly button.  Mike was moaning and groaning so loudly that I
didn't hear anything else around me, but I knew that he hadn't cum yet,
so I kept on pumping up and down.  In spite of the air conditioning, I
was sweating so hard that it was running down my body in rivulets,
causing a tickling sensation on my flesh as it rolled downward to my
pubic area, saturating the small amount of hair that was there, then down
over my ball sack, and dripping off onto Mike's pubic hair.

My own young cock was still rock hard and I could feel it seeming to get
harder as I pumped myself on the large cock in my ass.  I was making long
passes up and down, going all the way to where just the big head was
still inside, then dropping quickly all the way back down.  Over and
over, I pumped first up and then down, then up and back down.  I could
feel the muscles in my legs starting to tighten, and then I felt the head
of Mike's cock get even larger up inside me.  I knew that that was a sign
that he was about to cum, so I redoubled my efforts, pumping up and down,
faster and faster.  Suddenly, my own cock began to explode again, sending
the first shot almost as far as the first time I had cum, and I heard
Mike scream out, "Oh my God, Oh, my fucking.!"  I felt him filling my ass
hole full of his hot cream as he shot blast after blast of cum way up
inside my bowels.  I suddenly began to feel really dizzy as my head began
to swoon, and I felt myself falling forward onto Mike's Chest.

When I came too, I could still feel Mike's cock up inside me, but it was
beginning to get smaller.  Someone had untied his hands, and he was
running them up and down my small back, whispering for me to wake up.  He
leaned his head forward and kissed me on the top of my red curls, and
asked if I was OK?
When his cock finally shrank back to normal, it began to slip out of me,
and brought with it a steady stream of his cum, flowing out of my hole,
and down over the backside of my balls, then down onto Mike's groin and
eventually onto the sheet of the big bed.

He raised up slowly, carrying me with him, until I was sitting on his
lap, still stroking my back with one hand, while fingering my curls with
the other.

Jerry, Randy, George and Paul were all standing beside the bed, as they
began patting me on the back, and mussing my hair.

I looked up at Jerry and smiled, saying, "Your ass is mine big boy,
whenever I want it!"

Everyone laughed and Jerry said, "A deal's a deal little guy!  I never
thought I'd see anyone as little as you are take anything nearly as big
as that, but you took it all and never missed a beat.  You are the
clubhouse champ, that's for sure!"

"I'm sure that everyone could use a shower, I know I sure could!" Mike
said as he picked me up in his big arms and scooted off the end of the
bed.  He then carried me up the stairs to the garage where he had a big
cinder block shower built into one corner.  It was big enough for all of
us to get into at once, which is what we did.  Mike took special care
washing my ass, gently massaging it with his fingers and allowing the
warm water to run over my hole, which felt really good.

As we got dressed, Mike stuffed a roll of bills into my pocket, and I saw
George and Paul handing money to Randy and Jerry.  Mike told them that he
would see that the three of us got home, and he walked George and Paul
out to the drive to their cars and they left.  He got us into his big car
and put Caesar back in the house, then got in the driver's seat and
headed out to take the three of us home.

When I walked into my house, my Dad was sitting in the living room
watching TV with my little brother.

"Your supper is on the table.  Must have been a long day at work."  he
said.  "I know how that can be, I've had my share of them too!"

I ate and went upstairs to my room, turned on my radio, and laid on my
bed as I counted the money that Mike had given me.  One, two, three.
Three one hundred dollar bills, plus the 30 dollars that I got for the
drinks.   I got up and put it in my money can on the shelf, picked up my
journal and wrote for a little bit  Next thing I knew, it was 6:00 in the
morning.


Part 3 coming soon