MASCOT

                                                 Jack Sprat

     The bigger guys, would let me hang around and be their mascot if I'd 
take down my pants when they wanted a look. 
       We'd go to the tree house, our clubhouse, or a guy's bedroom when no 
one else was home. They'd form around me and I'd drop my pants and shorts, 
lift my shirt tail, and turn slowly, showing myself. They really liked to open 
my butt. 
        I was uncomfortable around one of the bigger kids. He kind of liked to 
bully me when I was all naked. I'd get extra long tickles, harder ball tugs, 
and sometimes he'd spank my bare bottom. Secretly, it was still exciting. 

     One Saturday, when we met at the clubhouse, I fully undressed and lay 
atop a box-like table, my legs spread wide. The bully guy knelt at my open 
crotch and licked all over my balls and prick, putting it in his mouth, 
pushing and flicking with his tongue. I bucked around and let out a yelp as 
intense things happened in my crotch. Afterwards, I cried a bit. It was a 
startling, new experience. 
    Afterwards, the club went out for hamburgers and fries. I felt so big
and important being their mascot and invited to join them for lunch.. 
    A week later, after school, we met at the clubhouse again. Everyone 
entered with hard-on anticipation. The older boys  rapidly shed their clothes 
and I shed mine. 
     I climbed on a low table on all fours, not dropping my shoulders. One kid 
had filled a small, empty Alka Seltzer bottle full of cooking oil he'd swiped 
from his mom and also brought an old towel.. 
     One at a time, a finger was put in the oil then pushed up my butt. Some 
fingers wanted to play longer, and all found that two fingers would not fit. 
My butt felt real weird afterwards.    
     It was decided everyone's asshole should be checked to see if there was 
one loose enough to be fucked. I got off the table and another climbed on. 
     We all got behind him, watching as he was spread and oiled. All butts 
were tried. None would take two fingers. It hurt! I even tried. This was 
real exciting because I'd never had my finger up a butt, and I got to stick it 
up the other three. 
      A guy in school had tried to take a cock too large and it hurt his 
asshole so bad he could not hide what happened from his parents. He had to see 
a doctor. He was real sore for a long time. He and his partner really got into 
bad trouble and shame. That's why we were being extra careful. 
     Since all butt holes were still well oiled from testing, the bully guy 
suggested maybe my dick, which was not real long and still kind of skinny, 
might fit. He rubbed oil all over it, got on all fours, and told me to climb 
on. 
     My prick was hard as a rock as it pushed in. I kept sliding it back and 
forth, actually fucking him, his asshole clamping on to me real tight. 
      The bully dropped his head on to his left arm, put his right hand 
underneath, and jacked off at record speed. 
      The other two wanted to see how it felt, poking their anxious butts up 
for oiling and first entry. At every future get together I was used to fuck  
one or more assholes.  

     Twenty years later, I still occasionally chat with these guys knowing, as 
we talk, they are having flashbacks of the buttfuck days. They would never 
bring the subject up now, for they are married, raising kids, and buying 
homes. 
     Me? I'm still single, cruising nightly for another fresh butt.

                                                                 ...The end