Date: Wed, 12 Apr 2023 17:58:58 -0500 From: Michael Perry <1mikeperry@gmail.com> Subject: Alan's Beach Chapter 13 Written by Sarge AKA Aldric , Charles Well and David Warning: This story is a sexual fantasy about young teen and preteen boys having sex. It was written by adults for the entertainment of other adults. The people, places and events detailed here are made up. The authors would never wish to see the events in this tale happen to anyone in real life. Chapter 13 – MAC Day Wraps Up Welcoming the New Tailers After the final vote tallies were announced and confirmed, the nine victors were led backstage and asked to sign contracts outlining their duties as Alan's Beach tailers and listing all the financial and other rewards they would be given in recompense for their service of either two or three years. The contracts would later be counter-signed by a parent or guardian and by Cecil Mackey, the current managing director of the Mackey Trust. What the boys didn't know and wasn't directly stated in the contract was that, from today, each of them was entering into a life-long relationship with the Trust that could always be counted upon in difficult times. In twenty years, if one of your children needs an expensive operation, ask the Trust. They would be there. After the contract signing, it was time for the favourite part of the show for most in the audience. The nine winners were to be "officially welcomed" into their new roles as Alan's Beach Tailers by being fucked three times in a row. The three fucks signified each boy's acceptance of the contract and confirmed his assent and agreement to perform his new community duties. Audience participation was not only encouraged at this time, but essential if the fresh-faced, if not entirely fresh-bottomed, tailers were to be properly "welcomed." Coordinating this part of the show was always a master class in organization. With 9 new boys to be "welcomed" and each needing to be fucked 3 times, a special subcommittee of the BC had started negotiations with the campaign managers or trainers well before MAC Day. The MC, Tristan Mackey, stepped forward, once the audience had had time to properly review the scores. "Before we welcome our new boys, I have one very important duty to perform. That is to thank our 9 retiring tailers, who I will ask to come up here and join me on stage. I won't name them all as I understand most of you know them intimately." Tristan allowed a minute for the audience to laugh at his joke and to allow the tension to build. "All have completed the `active service' stage of their contract with the trust and have no further obligation to the community. I would like you all to show the vote of thanks they richly deserve, but please hold your applause until all the now former tailers are on stage with me here. Let me welcome the 3 boys who started their tailer careers as 13-year-olds in 2016, the three who began as 12-year-olds in 2016, and lastly the 3 tailers who have done three years of service starting in 2015. As he gave the introductions, the boys came out and stood in a straight line in front of the MC, each placing their arms over the kid next to them. "Please offer a fond Adieu to our former tailers." The acclamation that started was immediate and sincere. The boys were given a standing ovation as every kid in the hall got to his feet and cheered, whistled, yelled, and more than a few screamed. If the phrase, 'bringing the house down,' meant anything, what happened for the next 5 minutes was it. The din of the cheering and clapping continued as the nine retiring tailers took a long, slow bow together like the actors in a stage show. Clearly that illusion hit home as some in the crowd yelled for encores. Tristan had to usher the boys off the stage before he had any chance of continuing with the ceremony. "Thank you. Thank you. Please settle down," yelled Tristan trying to regain control. Eventually he was able to continue. "Our next order of business is to thank and officially recognize our new 2018 tailers. In the 11s we have Shane O'Brien, Bret Mackey and Levi McGill. In the 12s we have Bret's brother Ollie, Hank Boyle, and Billy O'Brien. And last but not least, we have the 13s, Landon Kelly, Carter Boyd, and Curly Flynn." Once again, loud cheers arose from all sides of the hall as the names were announced and the clapping, yelling and stamping of feet that greeted the news took another full minute to subside. "Hopefully, you are all aware our new 11-year-old tailers are only available for the oral and anal pleasure for boys who are not more than 12 months older than them. That is the case until this time next year when they will be recognized as 12s and then open to boys two years older. And of course, the two-year rule applies to all 12, 13 and older tailers. Each of you have your birthdate listed on your ABC membership card, and when in doubt, each tailer has the right to examine your card." Tristan could sense that the explanation of the rules was dragging, and so he decided to liven things up. "Now, let the fun begin. The 3 winners in each age category will all be officially inducted as tailers by getting fucked. Who does whom, and in what order, has been organized by a BC committee and each boy's campaign manager or trainer. So, if you are one of the `chosen' you will shortly make your way back-stage to the dressing-room to prepare for your role in the show. But remember, to liven up this part of MAC Day, the boys doing the fucking need to be completely naked – just like our new tailers. If that is a problem for you – well you should have made other arrangements last week." Tristan laughed out loud and got a similar reaction from the audience. Everyone agree that this rule provided extra excitement for what was about to happen next, but more than one boy had been put off by this requirement in the past. Still, there was no shortage of volunteers and Tristan saw that some of the boys coming forward were already starting to strip. "Wow! Some of you are real keen to get started I see," Tristan yelled. "But hold your horses for a moment. No doubt the honour of breaking in the new tailers has been the topic of vigorous debate and deal making over the past several weeks. However, before what we call the `frantic fucks' begin, the `featured fucks' need to be completed. The boys who received the greatest number of votes in each age group will be brought out individually for their 10 minutes of fame in the spotlight. This year, that of course is Shane O'Brien, Ollie Mackey, and Landon Kelly. And as previously arranged, these three new tailers will be welcomed by the ample cocks of Tom Kelly (11), Scott Mackey (12), and Shane Flynn (13)." There was much more loud cheering at this news and again it took several minutes for the audience to settle down. Featured Fucks - Shane O'Brien and Tom Kelly "Okay, Shane O'Brien and Tom Kelly, front and center." Tristan noticed that of the two 11-year-olds, Tom Kelly, actually a second cousin of his, was much shyer than the Irish boy, Shane O'Brien, who seemed more than happy to show all for the appreciative crowd. Shane was waving his ass about in an exaggerated fashion as he applied more lube to his own asshole and made his way to the training bench that had been placed at center stage. Still, his second cousin had nothing to be ashamed off. He was slightly larger than average for his age at just under 4 inches and was already seriously boned. His circumcised cock, almost flat against his slightly muscled stomach, pointed straight at his face. Clearly, this boy would have no trouble giving the Irish lad a good seeing to. "All right. This is my hole," Tom said as he stepped up behind the bent over boy. He emphasized his point by pushing his fingers as deep as they would go into Shane's ass, relishing the moans of the boy as he gently tugged and pushed in several directions. Tom wanted to have fun with this. He was aware that every boy who counted in Alan's Beach was watching him. He had successfully established an influential voting bloc, and if he played his cards right, next year he'd have more kids from South Valley wanting to sign up with him. That would ensure he would definitely get as much tailer ass or mouth as he ever needed. His long-term goal was with girls of course, but in the meantime, he had to admit that Shane O'Brien had one hell of a cute ass. Tom's brain was being driven by his dick just then. "I can put my dick in your hole and all the way up your butt, fuck you as much as I want, and I'm gonna keep going until I want to stop," he yelled. His dad had taught him about using times like this to demonstrate his power. "Play to the audience," the man had advised and Tom would do just that. Before he could respond, Shane felt the fingers pulled from his ass and could only grunt. Then before he could recover from that, he felt Tom move in and press his dickhead against the quivering hole and push in, burying the head in clenching soft muscle. Tom knew that he didn't have long before he blew a load, but he had to stop and appreciate the incredible view, and the incredible offer before him. He would own this ass for the next three years. He moved his hands, one per cheek, up along each side, getting a full feel of Shane's ass, squeezing lightly as he went. He rotated his hands along the delicious orbs and went back down again. Shane waited patiently while his ass was felt up. In truth he had long got used to the thick roundness of another kid's cock holding his gate open, waiting for the inevitable push to begin the solid fucking. Rather than practice with the training kit as all the other new tailers had done, Shane had got his practice with the real thing. Actual live boy cock. And now he was a little surprised. His dick, which had drooped slightly on the initial entry, now rose ever so slowly in micro-jumps that Shane could not deny. He felt the strong flow of his blood pulsing through him and heading toward his already hard boner. Damn he thought. I'm starting to like this. Shane felt the hands move up to his sides and grasp a hold, and his body was pulled back on to the dick. Tom moved closer and slid his dick in the whole almost 4 inches, but he was hardly in the whole way before he declared he was going to cum soon and pulled back another 3 inches or more. From that point, Shane felt the rocking of only an inch and a half of dick in and out of his rectum, gliding back and forth over his anus, barely feeling a tug as the head just approached the inner side of the anal cavity. The rhythm sped up and Tom's moans signaled the quick rise in his impending cum. It wasn't taking long, just as he said it wouldn't. But when the thrill hit, he didn't grab Shane's waist and bury himself in the ass. Instead, he continued running his dick with the same rhythm in and out of the ass as long as possible even while he was shooting tiny ribbons of cum. His first time. As he slowed his pumping with his post-orgasmic decline, Tom leaned forward, burying the whole of his cock in Shane's ass, finally becoming aware of the boy's panting and moans. He then pulled out with a loud plop. "Wow!" exclaimed the MC. That was one hell of a welcome if you ask me. Thanks Tom, and thanks Shane too. Brilliant! It's my guess that Shane is going to be a very busy boy for quite some time to come. Maybe the next three years, so if you want a romp in that ass, book early." Tristan allowed a minute of cheering to continue as two new boys approached from the wings. Featured Fucks – Ollie and Scott Mackey "The next of our featured fucks involves 12-year-old Ollie Mackey and another distant cousin of mine, Scott Mackey. Okay guys, get up here and strut your stuff." The two 12-year-olds had been watching Shane and Tom from the wings and before going on stage Scott had most unwelcome words for Ollie. "You heard what Shane said? I have the same. Under the deal I made with your brother, I own your ass and mouth for the next few years. Unlimited access to you and your brother Bret, for the time either of you are Tailers. Two years for you, three for Bret. You understand that, right? Ollie nodded. He had had a lot of terrible days recently, but this had to be the worst so far. However, with his dangerous and unpredictable older brother, Colton, standing not 6 feet away, Ollie had no choice but to play his assigned role in this little drama, or face some painful retribution. And he knew it wouldn't stop there. His old man was even worse. He wasn't the first person in his family with the broken bones to prove that. His life really did suck. "Get over the training bench, and hurry up about it!" Scott yelled, more for the benefit of the audience than the boy he was about to fuck. After Ollie was in position, Scott began to apply lube to the already well stretched asshole. This wouldn't be the first time they'd done this. Far from it. But it was the first public demonstration of his power in Alan's Beach with this particular boy. Besides, he was really pissed at the arrogance of another distant cousin of his, Tom Kelly. Their fathers had been business rivals for years, and now the little shit even had the gall to establish his own voting bloc. Well, fuck him. Scott wasn't going to be outdone by an 11-year-old. As he applied the lube to Ollie's asshole, Scott yelled out loud. "Through a deal which ensured Ollie Mackey won first place in the 12-year-old age category, I own this now." To make his point clear, he squeezed out more KY and thrust two fingers deep into Ollie's ass. "Right now, and every single day for the next 2 years. I can do anything I feel like doing to it, because it belongs to me. So, if any of you want to have some fun with Ollie here, speak to me first." Tristan thought he should say something. There were no private owners of Tailers in Alan's Beach. That was something he heard they did back east with his relatives in Indian Spring and Mackey Farms. In theory each of the tailers were protected by the general rights assigned by the Boy's Council. Still, he was aware that deals were made with the various voting blocs. He would let the matter slide for now, but he'd keep an eye on things, and act quickly if complaints came back to the Council. Scott continued moving his fingers in and out of Ollie's hole, making the boy squirm uncomfortably. But it wasn't just a bad kind of discomfort; it was mixed with the knowledge that this was his life now. Ollie soon felt the fingers leave his asshole as Scott moved in closer, pressing his dickhead against the hole. Then without any further warning, he pushed it in, burying the head in the soft grip of Ollie's anal ring. Scott knew he couldn't last too long before he would inevitably cum deep in the fine ass he had only begun to plunder, but he just had to pause and admire the beautiful view, and the tantalizing future before him. Grateful for the brief pause, Ollie felt a sudden twinge of helplessness as Scott's hands moved from his ass to grip his hips firmly, and felt his whole body being pulled back. The eager cock then started slipping into him. Scott wasted little time in quickly, impaling his ass with the full 4-and-a-half inches of his rock-hard boydick. After bottoming out, Scott pulled halfway back and started rocking only an inch and a half of dick in and out of his rectum. Almost teasing Ollie's hole as he glided back and forth over the anus. "Your ass feels amazing, Ollie!" Scott said breathlessly, as he sped up the pace. "I'm definitely gonna cum way too soon. But don't worry. We'll get plenty of practice doing this over the next two years. Ask Bob Kelly about that." Ollie and Bret had already had long conversations with Bob about his life as Scott Mackey's private bumboy. It was a depressing future prospect indeed. Before long, the quick shallow thrusts drove Scott to the brink of orgasm. It hadn't taken long, just as he said it wouldn't. When the critical moment hit, Scott buried himself as deep into Ollie's ass as he could and unloaded all he had to give, filling Ollie's ass with slightly watery, 12-year-old cum. Then he began micro thrusts outwards and back again quickly, spreading it around and pushing it further in. As he slowed his pumping after his orgasm faded, Scott once again buried the whole of his 4 inches in Ollie's ass as far as he could and stayed balls deep as he caught his breath. "Thank you boys," said MC Tristan Mackey after Scott finally pulled out. "We are certainly seeing great demonstrations of the art of boy ass fucking today." As with the previous pair, Scott and Ollie were given loud cheers, cat-calls and lots of feet stamping, but Tristan needed to keep the show moving or they'd be here all day. "Before we start the frantic fucks, we have one last featured fuck to do today. Would our two 13-year-old winners, Landon Kelly and Shane Flynn, join me on stage?" Featured Fucks - Landon Kelly and Shane Flynn As the two naked boys came forward, Tristan smiled. He knew this last fuck might well be the most popular. "What you are about to witness is something I've never seen in my time attending MAC Days. In a unique reversal of the normal roles, we have a boy from North Valley about to publicly fuck a boy from the well-to-do side of town. Yes, you heard me right. Shane Flynn will be doing the honours with Landon. All of you who were here last year will remember Shane. He was a MAC Day candidate then and unfortunately for him, he came in fourth place in the voting. Still, the intervening 12 months have clearly been good to him and now he gets to show us all another side of his talents. And as for Landon. What can I say? I can confirm that he was not forced to sign up because of any legal issue with the law and so his reason for being here is not known to me. As a punishment from his father perhaps? Not totally unheard of, but that's just conjecture on my part. Besides, the reason is hardly relevant. Landon got the most votes in the 13-year-old age group and will now be publicly fucked to demonstrate his role as an Alan's Beach tailer for the next two years." As the MC stepped back, Shane pushed Landon forward to center stage where a spot-light highlighted them both in every detail. Landon was an average size for a thirteen-year-old. His cock hung limply at present and there was a light sprinkling of pubic hair around the base. But his testicles seemed out of proportion to the rest of his junk. They were huge – two large ovals hanging heavily in a smooth sack. By contrast, Shane had a decent bush of pubic hair and balls the equal of Landon, but which didn't seem out of proportion, because of the general bigger size of his other equipment. He was already fully erect and proudly displayed a cock just over 5.5 inches long and 1.1 inches in diameter. More than sufficient to bring tears to the eyes of any virgin boy fucked by such a massive weapon. Fortunately, Landon no longer fitted the "virgin" category. He'd had extensive training with the dildos from the Calvin Boyd kit and recently, more `practical' experience. "Play with your cock Landon. I need you hard." Shane demanded. The kid gave himself several half-hearted jerks. "Oh, come on Landon, you can do better than that. A hard cock shows you are enjoying this. So, get it hard." Eventually, he did get an erection of about 4-and-a-half inches. "Landon. Why don't you get down on your knees and suck me for a while? Giving blowjobs is a key part of a tailer's duties as you know. But don't make me cum. Oh no, my spunk is destined for somewhere else today." As Landon's mouth enclosed around Shane's cock, he was forced to take a breath as he felt a tongue swirl around the head of his penis. He always loved getting a BJ from this rich kid. "You see Landon is doing an excellent job. Not the full suction of a blow job. He wants my cum up his ass, not down his throat. But he has skill in the oral arts and I can proudly say I taught him everything he knows." Shane laughed at his own little joke as the audience started yelling suck, suck, suck on each down-stroke of Landon's head. But without warning, Shane suddenly pulled out. "Okay, not too much sucking. It's time for the main event. Get over the bench." All the new tailers had already applied a generous coating of lube to their asshole's backstage, and Shane quickly covered his own cock and added more to Landon for good measure. Shane had no intention of being gentle and he slid his five-and-a-half inches of dick up Landon's still tight anal canal, in one slow but forceful motion. He allowed the boy several minutes to get used to the sensation of being filled and then began to stroke in and out of that slick, warm, massaging space, letting his mind and senses surrender to the ecstasy that threatened to overwhelm him. He allowed the ecstasy to take him out of the moment and into a prolonged euphoria without consciousness of the hundreds of other boys around him watching his every move. Here he was, a poor boy from the wrong side of town fucking the only son of one of the wealthiest citizens in their little community. But what was that noise. Yelling? People yelling? Shane was pulled back to the present by the almost deafening sound of the audience who had taken up the chant. "Drilled that hole! Drilled that hole! Drilled that hole!" And what choice did he have? His cock was buried five-and-a-half inches up another boy's chute and the obvious response was to do as the audience demanded. He would drill that hole. Shane fucked the rich kid with long powerful thrusts, pulling almost all the way out, before slamming back in again. He slowly increased the pace and depth of his thrusts, but at the same time he reached down and started wanking Landon's still hard cock. The rich boy jerked and shuddered like he just caught fire, but Shane just kept right on jerking the dangerously engorged nob of the bottom boy while continuing his in and out thrusts. With the rubbing of Shane's cock across his prostate and the jerking of his penis, the outcome for Landon was inevitable. In what must have been the most powerful orgasm of his life, Landon's semen was let loose. Two powerful shots landed more than 5 feet away barely missing the MC's shoes. Several weaker bursts didn't make it that far, but left their own distinctive viscus tracks across the stage. What remained of Landon's seed quickly formed a small, but highly visible, puddle right under the bent-over boy. At that very instant, unseen by anyone, and felt by only two, Shane felt the spunk surging through his own penis and exploding repeatedly. It was inevitable where this would land. Six or seven powerful shots were deposited over 5-and-a-half inches deep inside the inner recesses of Landon's bowel. Minutes, or was it hours, passed before his eyes. Gasping for breath, both boys had collapsed. Landon had the training bench for support, and Shane? He had Landon's ass and back as the two bodies fused into one as every single person in the crowded hall got to their collective feet and began cheering wildly at all they had witnessed. "Wow!" yelled Tristan into his microphone as Shane and Landon were ushered off the stage by two other members of the Boy's Council. A third came out with a mop and bucket and did a perfunctory clean-up of the mess made. "That was an amazing demonstration of boy-on-boy sex we should all wish to emulate." He waited for another few minutes until the audience settled a little. "That ends our featured fucks for this year's MAC, but don't panic, there is more to cum. C U M, Not C O M E." There were more laughs around the hall. Any boy who had been to a previous MAC, knew what was coming next! The Frantic Fucks "Let me introduce you all to the part of our show we call the `Feast of Fucks' or some of us call it the `Frantic Fucks.' We call it this because there is a lot happening, all at once, and if you look at something for too long, you might miss the best of something else. You will have noticed the six mini stages set up around the room. There are two at the back corners of the hall, two near the emergency exits at the center and the final two on the floor on either side of the main stage here." He gave the audience a minute to take in the location of the small wooden raised platforms around the room. They were about 4 feet high and around 7 feet by 7 foot wide - larger than a typical king-sized bed. Each was covered with a 2-inch-thick judo mat. Some had cushions and pillows scattered about and others had training benches. The decoration of each stage had been pre-organized by one of the BC committees with the boys who would be doing the fucking. The mini stages were surrounded by roped-off crowd control stanchions - the sort of thing you might see in a museum around a particularly valuable artwork. "Our new tailers will shortly demonstrate all the skills they learned during their weeks of training as they are fucked three times by boys who have volunteered for the task. Please note that the mini stages are roped off for a reason. Only two boys - the tailer and the kid fucking him are allowed on the raised platform at a time. You are welcome to look, indeed encouraged to walk about the hall and see all that is happening. But you may not touch or otherwise interfere with the action. There is a BC Committee member stationed at each of the displays and any boy who breaks the rules will face the prospect of being banned." Tristan paused for a minute to allow the warning to sink in. "The top has complete control on how his fuck is to happen. However, members of the audience are welcome to yell suggestions or otherwise express their approval. Those making negative or other hurtful comments might also be banned. Each of the bottoms can request a 10-minute break between fucks if they like. That might be more important for the older boys than the younger ones." Tristan paused again. Many of the older boys had broken into fits of giggled, but it wasn't clear many of the 11s understood the joke. "Once all three fucks have been given, the new tailer may return to the dressing room back stage and shower. That will conclude all their obligations for today and it will also be the end of MAC Day for 2018. But there are several important rules to stress before you leave. Firstly, nothing you have witnessed here today can be discussed with anyone who is not a card-carrying member of the ABC. Secondly, we must all demonstrate proper respect and care for each of our tailers whenever we use them. I have already outlined the consequences you might face if you ignore this rule. Finally, the new tailers are not open for business until Monday morning at 9:00 AM. Once they finish on the stage here today, I expect everyone to grant them the space they need to adjust to their new lives. In other words, leave them alone until Monday." The MC looked around the room attempting to make sure everyone understood the seriousness of the warnings. "Okay then. Let's start the Frantic Fucks. You will notice that my assistants have placed three training benches at the front of our main stage. Shane O'Brien, Ollie Mackey, and Landon Kelly still need to be fucked twice more. That will happen on the benches here. The other two new 11-year-old tailers - Bret Mackey and Levi McGill will be stationed at the back of the hall. The two remaining 12s - Hank Boyle and Billy O'Brien will be on the mini-stages at the center and our two other 13-year-olds - Carter Boyd and Curly Flynn will be up the front." As Tristan was explaining all this, a line of naked boys came out of the side door to the dressing room and headed for their assigned locations around the hall. An observant witness will have noted that each of the new tailers carried an extra-large tube of KY in their right hand. "Let's give all our participants in the Frantic Fucks a very warm welcome." Once again, the cheering and yelling was almost deafening and it continued until each of the stages were occupied by two naked boys. When everyone was in position, they all looked up expectantly towards the main stage. "Members of the audience may now stand up and make their way towards whatever stage they prefer. This concludes my work as MC of the 2018 MAC Day. Tops, you may begin." The Frantic Fucks - Billy O'Brian Billy had grabbed the devil by the tail. All he'd wanted was a new computer. The entrance fee alone would have paid for most of it. What he hadn't know was a deal his side of the family had made, and most of the entrance fee was shared with those families who had teamed together. So then he made a deal with Mitch Boyle for him to ensure he did not get votes. It wasn't a great deal, but it would have been a hell of a lot better than becoming a Tailer. If it had worked. And it would have, if only Andy Dunn hadn't chickened out and showed up. When it was obvious that he was going to become a Tailer, he knew he was screwed in more ways than one. First, he'd have to let Mitch and Mitch's little brother Kyle use him once a week outside of his maximums. Fucks or blowjobs, their choice. As bad as that was, the worst was that he wouldn't get the money he needed to buy a new computer, and he had to give his old one to Mitch tomorrow. If only he'd finished fourth or fifth, it would have been worth it. Mitch promised him a $700 payment in exchange for him becoming their own private Tailer for a year. One they could share with a friend or two. Horrible, but not as bad as being made a Tailer for real. Then Mitch came to him during a break in the show, and offered a new deal. He'd get the money he needed for the new computer as a loan. He'd pay it back by giving them the $10 a week he'd earn as a Tailer for the next year and a half. That would earn Mitch $80 dollars in interest. But to get that deal, he had to agree to call upon Mitch, Kyle, and Jim to fuck him in the Frantic Fucks. And, to allow the three of them to use him once a week even if he was at his maximum. And, they could substitute a friend if one of them wanted. He needed the money, so he took the deal without trying to negotiate a better one. Now it was time for the first payment. He would be fucked by the brothers, Kyle (12) and Mitch Boyle (14) and their 11-year-old cousin, Jim Boyle. He'd been fucked by all three, only once by Mitch though. But this would be different. There would be any number of boys standing around the mini-stage watching. And he'd been nearby when Ollie got fucked by Scott Mackey. It had been stunning, hearing all the shouting from the audience. He recalled being here a year ago and taking part in some of the cheering and shouting himself. But now that he had become the featured action, it took on a whole new meaning. Eleven-year-old Jim Boyle had walked behind Billy as they left the dressing room. For Billy, it felt like the walk of a condemned man to the gallows, except he was completely naked and was carrying a large tube of KY. There were even steps to walk up when they reached the mini stage – 3, not 13, but still the message was clear. As soon as they were both on the stage, Jim yelled, "Diaper position!" That got laughter and some moderate cheers. "Grease yourself and then we'll get started." Billy looked out from the mini stage and could see at least 10 or 15 boys watching him. But he couldn't identify any faces and wasn't even certain about the exact number. He and Jim were under a bright spot-light on the mini stage and by contrast the watching guys appeared to be in darkness. They weren't of course. It was just the contrast between the super-bright area under the spot-light and the subdued lighting in the regular parts of the hall. He had no choice but to do what was expected. Billy lay on his back with his head towards the biggest crowd, but Jim made him turn around. Then, as he lifted his legs and struggled to coat the tight ring in his butt a hell of a lot of boys had a perfect view of his winking anus. Knowing he didn't need a lot; Jim covered his 3.75-inch-long dick quickly. Pencil thin, he normally would be made fun of for having a tiny dick, but today, he was sure that all of the boys his age were wishing it were them naked up there and about to fuck an older boy. "Hold your legs up by your ears and out of my way," Jim ordered. He'd gotten some guidance from Mitch on exactly how to do it, and he'd had one opportunity to practice it this way. He loved the expression on Billy's face as kids were leaning on the mini stage. He got done between Billy's knees and quickly penetrated. Going slow was not his style. Besides, he'd been there watching when Billy took the Henry dildo and knew that his dick wasn't going to cause any damage. Billy gasped as the small dick pressed inside him. He closed his eyes, not wanting to look at the lustful look on Jim's face. "Open your eyes," Jim immediately demanded. "Watch me, but take some time to look at the boys all around us." He now understood why Mitch had told him to say this stuff. It was embarrassing the hell out of Billy. And he knew that no matter what he said or did, there was nothing the boy could say in return except thank you. Revenge for being fucked was not addressed in the rules, but everyone knew the BC would take action should anyone ever dare to try it. He rocked up and down, loving the way Billy's insides warmed him. It was a smooth and wet ride, and it felt terrific. He had taken a short break during one of the pauses in the show and found a place where he could jack off without being seen, and now he was glad he done it as he was able to enjoy the fuck a lot longer than the first time he'd tried. But all good things come to an end, and this was too good to ride out. He felt the pressure building, and pushed down with his body leaning on the back of Billy's thighs until he shot. Thin and watery didn't matter, it was his jism that was collecting inside of Billy. He arched his back and cried out with each burst, more to let the audience know he was cumming than anything else. As he pulled out and rolled off, the BC member there to make sure things were done right asked, "Kyle Boyle is right here. Do you need a break, or are you ready for him?" Billy knew he'd never be ready to let his peer fuck him. He and Kyle had both been in Mrs. Jenning's homeroom last year and they had sat next to each other the entire time. But he also knew that it was going to happen. "I'm good," he said. "Great fuck, Jim." Another part of the deal. He had to congratulate those who fucked him. But by then Jim was already making his way back towards the changing room. He was being congratulated and slapped on the back as he went. "Over the bench," the naked Kyle said once he was allowed up onto the mini stage. At least this bench was padded, unlike where all of his training had been done. Kyle added a bit more of the KY to his ass and coated his own dick, and then started his drive. Unlike Jim, he entered slowly. Partly to make sure he didn't hurt Billy, but also because the tight opening gently squeezed his dick, and the feeling was similar to, but far better, than a blowjob. He pushed the head past the ring and then it was easy cruising. It felt odd being naked in front of so many dressed boys, but his brother had told him they'd all be jealous as hell at him and to enjoy the experience. And he was. The truth was, he was lazy, and this was more work than a blowjob, where he could lay back and concentrate only on the feeling. Here, he had to control the speed, the distance he pulled back, and maintain his posture so he didn't fall off of Billy's back. That had actually happened during his first fuck and Mitch and Jim had laughed and teased him about it for days after. His brother had also told him things to say and how to act, but once inside, he was content to just rock back and forth until his body decided it was time. He closed his eyes, and wished it was a girl in school he liked that he was fucking instead of a boy. But at least he was getting some action, and would continue to be able to do this weekly until the loan was paid in full. Billy thought he'd be able to feel Jim's cum inside, but if the kid actually deposited any, he didn't notice it. The fuck lasted a few micro seconds in his head, but nearly two minutes in real time. And when he was done, a much bigger volume of cum was shot deeper into Billy than anything Jim had left. When Kyle got off of him, Billy said he needed to use the toilet. He did, but he could have held it until Mitch was done. But too many boys in his grade had gathered around to watch him get fucked and he wanted a chance alone for a few minutes. Boys laughed as he ran naked for the port-a-poties. He returned a few minutes later, glad that at least he had gotten rid of what had been fired up his ass. He saw that Mitch looked angry for the delay, but it had served another purpose – most of the boys who had surrounded the mini stage were gone. Billy infuriated Mitch even more by reapplying the KY to his butt as soon as he got up onto the platform. David McGill, the member of the BC who was responsible for keeping spectators off of the stage, also saw the anger in Mitch's eyes and movements. At sixteen, he'd seen it before. He decided to step in early. "Just fuck him. You are angry, but don't get kicked out of here because of it. I will stop you otherwise. So he kept you waiting for five minutes. Let go of the anger and just put on a show." Mitch knew David was a boy who took his duties seriously. He was fair, but unyielding. Having given the warning, he wouldn't hesitate to act. Mitch did his best to compose himself. After all, David was right. He was here to fuck the younger boy. He took time to recoat his own dick with the KY. "How do you want me," Billy asked. Mitch considered it for a minute. Jim had used the diaper position he'd shown the boy. Kyle did the more traditional, over-the-bench method. He thought back to the first time he'd been here, back when he was just a freshly-minted eleven-year-old. He'd seen one older boy fuck a younger one in a way he hadn't seen since. He was sure he was strong enough to do it. "Face me," he said. Billy was confused, but did as ordered. As soon as he was in position, Mitch picked him up by placing his arms under the much smaller boy's thighs and lifting. Billy's legs were forced to the sides, giving his dick a free entry path. "Put your head to the side and hold yourself up with your arms around my back." To gain more balance and support, Mitch moved next to the bench. Then, using his arms to push and pull Billy's butt, he began fucking the kid. "Hey, look at this," a boy nearby yelled. Heads turned their way immediately. "Hey, Boyle, getting a little full-body workout?" a peer asked. The area around the stage quickly filled with boys, mostly older ones who not only wanted to see the fuck, but the muscle and control that was now clearly evident from Mitch. He had wanted the fuck to last forever, but in this position, he knew he had to control the timing. Billy didn't weigh all that much, but he was still a bit over a hundred pounds. Even with some of the weight supported by Billy's arms around his back, his arms were still holding up most of it. And they had the double duty of pushing the boy away from him and then drawing him back. But it felt fantastic, and he could hear the comments in the background. He knew he was putting on a show that was attracting a lot of the kids his age and up. As soon as his balls were ready, he pulled Billy in tight and held him until all seven spurts of his cum had been released into the kids' insides. Only then did he lower the boy to the stage. His arms tingled from the muscle use, but the cheers and statements he got from the crowd were almost as pleasing as the fuck itself. The Frantic Fucks - Levi McGill As a nude 11-year-old Levi McGill made his way to the mini stage on the right-hand side at the very back of the hall, he was followed by three other naked guys. The little troop received much comment and considerable attention and quickly became a cause celebre. Yelled expressions of excitement came thick and fast. "Wow! Way to go Levi." "Fantastic idea, Tyler." "Hi Sander. It'll be great to see another side of you." "Give it to him good Oscar. Like I done you." Soon the four naked kids, like the Pied Piper of Hamlin, had a large trail of excited boys following behind. The little show was the brain child of Max McGill (14) who had been elected as a tailer two years before in the 12-year-old age category. He had officially finished his duties to the community just moments before when he had been one of the boys brought out on stage and thanked by the MC, Tristan Mackey. From personal experience, Max had concluded that the Alan's Beach tailers were only ever seen as passive sex partners, and it was about time to demonstrate another side of their talents. Thus, in this part of the Frantic Fucks, Levi McGill was to be fucked by his 11-year-old cousin Tyler and then by two 12-year-olds, Sander Williams and Oscar Fleming. What caused the excitement however, was the fact that Sander and Oscar were current tailers, both elected last year in 2017 in the 11-year-old age category. They proved to be very popular with the younger ABC members, and there were already a good number of older guys anxious to experience their charms now that, from today, both were available for use by guys up to 2 years older. Fourteen-year-old Max McGill believed that things would go better for Levi if he put on a decent effort for MAC Day and he had arranged for the two very popular tailers to take part in the show. Other than Levi, the three boys to do the fucking already sported firm erections of more than a decent size. Eleven-year-old Tyler presented a cock which stood at over 4 inches in length and almost one inch in diameter and had a few wispy blond pubic hairs around the main shaft. But Sander and Oscar were even bigger. Both had clearly grown considerably since last year when they were the two boys getting fucked on the mini stages at the back of the hall. Sander was a little longer and clearly thicker than Tyler and had a small but noticeable bush of black pubic hair. However, Oscar in particular had a cock that would have been the envy of any self-respecting 12-year-old. At just on five-and-a-half inches long and almost an inch thick, his lethal weapon would certainly bring tears to the eyes of any virgin boy penetrated by that particular dick. Plus, he had the full, low-hanging balls and the dark pubic bush that only enhanced the package. And making matters worse for Levi, Oscar barely met the age limits imposed for boys who could use the 11-year-old tailers. He was 11 months and two weeks older than Levi and the differences in physical development were obvious. Fortunately, Levi hardly fit the "virgin" label any longer and had been painlessly accommodating the Harry dildo for almost two weeks now. "I want you over the training bench," Tyler yelled out loud, more for the benefit of the watching audience than for Levi. But the new tailer appeared stunned by all that was happening and didn't move. Tyler turned him around and pushed Levi gently across the padded bench. Then he leaned forward and rested the lengthwise hardness of his already well lubricated boyhood straight along the luscious crack of his classmate. This was a well-known sensation to Levi by now, and not entirely uncomfortable. Its familiarity settled his nerves and brought him back from his comatose state. He trusted Tyler after their weeks of training together and he allowed the entire hard flesh to sink down into the gluteal cleft as the boy pressed forward with his weight. Tyler exclaimed out loud, a vocal sigh as he did so: "Ohhhh Fuuuck, Levi your ass feels so damn good!!! It's like sinking into warm butter." Levi smiled to himself as he heard the compliment. But, almost immediately, there were howls of laughter from the watching kids. He had momentarily forgotten about them and he went even redder at the thought of what they were seeing. He was absolutely certain his cousin Mason would be one of the boys in the dark shadows beside the little platform. He gave a moment of guilty worry as to what he was presenting for everyone to see, but the feeling disappeared as he felt the slow, but forceful movement of dick between his cheeks. Tyler sank slowly all the way into his classmate and distant cousin's ass. It was all he could do not to come, especially as he felt the strong spasms in Levi's ass and the desperate moaning sounds of a boy used to being fucked. Tyler grabbed a hip and a shoulder, pressed in hard and then started to pull out and sink back in. Not that Levi noticed, but he was distantly aware of a comfortable stretch in his anal region, varying slightly with the friction of some warm movement in and out of his bowels. In and out. In and out. In and out running back and forth over the stretch of his back gate. It was Tyler's moans of impending orgasm that were the noise of the moment, drowning out the commotion from the crowd of onlookers. Tyler was sure he would never get used to the idea of another boy bending over in front of him, letting him have his way with his hot and welcoming rectum. Could he do the same thing this time next year if he signed up for the MAC as his family expected? He didn't know, and couldn't think on that now. The warm smooth enclosure was massaging the increasingly sensitive hard pistoning dick. Then all too soon he finished. The waves of pleasure washed over him and he remained imbedded in the welcoming hole as the orgasm ran its course. The wild vibrations of Tyler's cock were familiar too and marked the end of this fuck for Levi for now. But there were still two more to come and he was pretty sure Sander and Oscar would be leaving much more physical evidence of the fuck than Tyler did. There were cheers and ribald comments from some of the watching guys and Levi was pretty sure he recognized Mason's voice at one point, but couldn't make out what he said. Tyler pulled out and quickly made his way off the stage and down towards the dressing rooms. His role in this comical farce was over. Sander and Oscar had been waiting patiently as Tyler did his thing. As current tailers, both boys were by now comfortable being naked in front of others and they had joked and laughed along with the rest of the watching kids. After Tyler departed, Sander walked up the three steps to the mini stage. He had remained hard the entire time and didn't intend to delay Levi's ordeal any longer than necessary. "I'll have you on your back with your legs over your head," Sander announced as he commenced lubricating his rock hard four-and-three quarter inches of circumcised cock. Levi lay down submissively, placed one of the available pillows beneath his hips, and spread his legs apart and pulled them back over his head. Tyler enjoyed fucking him in this position and so it was nothing new for Levi. As Sander lowered himself carefully into position, he saw Levi's bum hole wink at him excitedly. Not surprising he thought. The kid has already been fucked by two 11-year-olds – the distant cousins Mason and Tyler McGill. And now he was to be opened up even more by two slightly older guys. Well, such was the lot of an Alan's Beach tailer, Sander understood better than most. Kneeling behind the younger kid's asshole, he slowly pushed his glistening lube coated cock into the boy's anus. He continued pushing in until Levi was completely mashed against the judo mat below him. Despite his embarrassment, Levi couldn't look away and the eyes of the two boys met. Sander lent over and whispered into his ear. "Oscar and I know what you're going through. It was us here 12 months ago. You'll live through this, just like we did. You're gonna have good days and bad days as a Tailer, but it's not forever. So, keep your mind on the long-term goal." Without further warning, Sander began to fuck. He was metronomic, relentlessly pounding away in Levi's ass for all he was worth. Sander happily claimed that he'd been fucked more times than most kids had had hot dinners over the past year. He wasn't strictly sure if this was true or not, but he certainly had more than his fair share he knew. Therefore, he didn't see any reason to give the newest member of the tailer club a break. May as well give the kid a true insight into what his daily life would be like from now on. So he fucked and fucked, and fucked some more. In and out, in and out. As the minutes ticked by, Levi's quiet whimpers turned first to moans, then to gasps and his feet began flailing uncontrollably. Sander gave the fuck everything he had and it took him almost 10 minutes to climax. When he did, the entire hall seemed to implode around him as volley after volley of thick, creamy semen spurted deep into Levi's bowel. The two boys lay motionless for almost three minutes until Sander had the energy to pull out and stand. Levi had lost total control back there by then and let go of a loud fart, which caused warm spunk to explode out of his bum and run down his legs. Amid howls of laughter from the watching boys, Levi ran off to the toilets at the back of the hall and didn't return for the full 10 minutes allowed. When he was back in position on the mini stage, it was Oscar's turn up to bat. Levi worried that this would be his worst experience of the day. This kid was older and had better developed male equipment. If Sander had filled him up, Levi fretted about what he now faced. "I reckon having you over the bench again is what's best for the audience," Oscar announced loudly. He grabbed the tube of KY off the mat where Sander had left it, squeezed some out, and used his free hand to lather up his dick with the lotion. He looked down at the ass before him. It was clean and luscious, and inviting. He wondered if the dozens of boys that had fucked him over the past year had this emotion looking at his ass before they penetrated him. Maybe! He wiped the residue from his right hand around and in Levi's cheeks where he was about to be penetrated. Levi pushed back, knowing from his regular recent experience, that this would ease the passage of dick into his butt. Still, this was way bigger than any real boy cock that had been back there. "Yeeeeaaawwwaahhhhooohhh." "This is hotter than anything I ever thought." Oscar said quietly to himself, as he went the last of the way and buried his whole dick to the hilt in pliant, quivering asshole. He gave Levi about 90 seconds to get used to his cock before starting to pull out and fuck him; Oscar began a very subtle undulation that didn't actually move his dick in and out of the boypussy, but did cause a sense of motion and massage across the stretched and held open anal muscle. The massage was driving Levi wild. He had been fucked three times today already, first by Mason earlier in the ceremony, then by Tyler and then Sander. But he hadn't come once himself. Max McGill had told him about anal orgasms, but he'd never experienced one of those either. But now this mammoth five-and-a-half inches long dick was pressing into places in a way the wooden dildos never did, and it was having an impact. It was as though he couldn't get enough of the dick in him, as though he was crazy to begin the fucking. Levi didn't even know who he was at the moment. He had dropped back down to animal instincts and was just going with what felt good - with whatever promised him relief. He was grinding his butt into Oscar's undulating crotch, like he was mashing something into the ground. "Oscar!" Had Oscar turned the boy over from his bent over position, the look of ecstasy on his face would have told him all he needed to know. However, the 12-year-old didn't actually recognize Levi's torment since he was so caught up in the velvet luxury completely surrounding and constricting his dick, just waiting to slip up and down the length of his hardness. "Oscar, please. Just start!" The boy could have been tortured a bit more by making him say out loud exactly what he should start, but Oscar wouldn't do that to another tailer. However, the promise of the fuck that awaited him pushed him forward, compressing the resilient cheeks of Levi's bottom before pulling out a whole inch and a half and driving it back in without pause. Again, Levi didn't know whether to pull away from the invader or push back in. But his decision to do either might have been irrelevant with Oscar' strong hands grasping him so securely about his upper butt. That part of his body wasn't going anywhere except where Oscar wanted. The stone hard cock was pulled out two-and-a-half inches on the next go and again went straight back in to the hilt, squashing the elastic ass in an effort to completely bury the heavy maturing boyhood deep inside. Looking down and watching, Oscar revelled in the sight of the beautiful white cheeks bouncing right back as he pulled out 3 inches in a smooth unfaltering motion. For the first time, he understood why all those boys loved doing this. This sensation was addictive. And like Sander, Oscar was determined that this wouldn't be the last time he was a top. He was fucking Levi's ass good in no time, with a well-timed rhythm that was bringing out sounds from the impaled bent-over boy to turn him on even more: "Aaaaagghh, unggghhh, uugghhhh, uhohahhhh!" The almost twenty boys watching this particular fuck must have sensed that Levi was being tortured with both pleasure and conflicting emotions. As well there was the heightened sensitivity to the physical motion that wasn't causing pain, but not pleasure either. It felt as something that just shouldn't be felt, way back at the end of his ass as the dick raked across his stretched hole. Like feeling a rough surface that gives you the willies: it doesn't hurt, but at the same time you may cringe from doing it. However, the motion was stimulating and firing nerves that seemed to be directly connected to his own straining dick, to his balls going in overtime, and to places all over his body screaming simultaneously for joy, for shame, and for relief. Levi's hands were gripping what they could of the training bench as he ground his ass back into the pounding dick and crotch, his mind already blown by the intense need to finally get off, and by the bizarre barrage of occurrences that seemed to be assaulting his boyness over the last few weeks. For now, though, he just needed to reach orgasm like something fierce and the hard flesh pulling him open and driving into him seemed to be propelling him toward a completion of that need. Oscar knew that fucking could not get much better than screwing this super mighty fine ass. A fine example of boy ass with just the right plumpness and firmness, and tight with just the right silky, sinking, grippiness. He was about to blow a large load right up this kid's butthole and the squeezable flesh he was pumping, but he didn't care. That's what tailers were for. He knew that better than anyone. After a couple more plunges of Oscar's aching hard-on, Levi himself lost all ability to hold back and exploded with a yell reaching his own dry orgasm which sent his entire body into spasms of ecstasy. It was the last sensation that Oscar could remember for a few microseconds and he tried not to pass out. He gave one last hefty shove up Levi's rectum and released his preteen juice deep into the kid. And the cum kept coming and coming. Surely one of the most satisfying cums for each of them. Satisfying, disturbing and embarrassing for Levi with so many of his friends watching. And satisfying, but disturbing for Oscar as well. He now understood why guys wanted to fuck him, but regretted missing out on being a top himself. Well, there was no rule against tailers fucking other tailers and he intended to do much more of this over the next few years. Oscar panted a few times, still implanted into the resigned and reddening younger boy as the group of watching kids let out a cheer that threatened to bring the roof down. Such applause had been a regular occurrence from different parts of the hall over the past half-hour as each tailer was properly inducted into his new role, but Oscar felt certain, the praise he and Levi received had to be one of the loudest. To be continued: