Date: Sat, 18 Nov 2006 01:49:10 +0000
From: succum241 <succum241@lycos.co.uk>
Subject: Mick & Friends - 14

Well here we go with chapter 14. The usual disclaimers etc still apply.

If you like the story let me know -- suggestions, constructive criticisms
etc all welcome. Write me at: succum241@lycos.co.uk

Cheers Rick

Chapter 13 ended:

"It's fine by me." I said, "But who then who gets to take my cherry? And
don't ask me to choose because I can't. To be fair there are three cocks
and three cherries -- each should get one and I would be very happy with
that."

"Well you and Brandon have been together so long it's only right that you
should each get the others, and then you can sort it out who gets mine."

"And whose do you get then?" Brandon argued. "No Mick is right again. We
each give to one and take from one. Let's draw straws to settle it."

We agreed to this and so it was settled.





Chapter 14



I had promised Brandon earlier that I would let him fuck me. Included in
that promise was that he would be the one to take my cherry. Of course, he
had in a sense because he was the first person to stick his finger up my
arse, but that doesn't really count. I had expected to be the one to take
his cherry as well. But that was before Kevin joined the party; and there
was no way he was going to be left out as if he were just the spare
wheel. Brandon had not known Kevin very long, but the two had gelled
together as if they had grown up in the same house; and I had got to know
Kevin in a very different way over the last weeks. We were three, but we
were a unit, and that meant we had to cater for each of us equally. Thus
the drawing of straws was the only fair way to settle the dilemma we found
ourselves in -- so draw straws we did. It did take some working out as to
how we would call it and so we ended up with a system. The first person to
draw a short straw would be the first one to get plugged. The remaining two
would then draw straws to decide who would get to fuck the first
person. This would then decide the rest as the person who lost their cherry
first, would then take the cherry of the person who had not taken his
cherry, and the rest would then fall into place for that second one would
then take the third person and by that rotation each of us would have both
fucked and been fucked. The final result was that I would be the first to
be fucked, by Kevin. I would then fuck Brandon and Brandon would fuck
Kevin. I went to get the lotion off of Brandon's bedside table and sadly
noticed that it was already nearly 10. "Hey guys, It's nearly ten o
clock. Brandon's folks will be home soon. I don't know about you guys, but
I don't want to get interrupted in the middle of our first times on this; I
think we better wait till later." I said

We all really had to agree and decided that we had better get dressed.

"But this is not fair. I haven't cum yet and you both have." I complained.

"Well you don't want to come now and spoil it for later. We both came a
while back and have had time to rebuild." Brandon said.

Just at that time the crunch of tyres could be heard in the driveway and we
knew that Brandon's parents were home. Now there was no time to do
anything.



I finished pulling my clothes on and we trooped downstairs to greet the
Shelleys. I still had something of a stiffie which did not want to go down
unsatisfied and so in an effort to hide it, I stood behind the other two as
we talked with Brandon's parents.

"Ok boys, off to bed now. You have school in the morning." Mrs Shelley
ordered, "And I don't want to hear any noise from that room. You have had
enough chance to make noise and do whatever you wanted while we were
out. Understood?"

We all acknowledged, rather ruefully, that we had understood and turned to
go upstairs again.

"Goodnight, and thanks for letting us stay." I said, and Kevin added his
thanks and goodnight wishes as well.

Once we were in the room, Brandon turned and said, "I guess that kind of
counts out our earlier intentions."

"Yeah. We can't do that quietly enough, I don't think." Kevin added, "After
all, all the stories you read involve loud moans and grunts and so on."

"I agree, but I've got to get off, or I will never get to sleep. Little
Mick is still calling for some satisfaction here."

"I'll give you head then." Kevin offered.

"And I'll help." Brandon added.

They pushed me over onto the bed and pulled my shorts off. Straightaway,
Kevin dropped down and sucked my cock into his mouth and began pumping away
at it. Brandon began playing with both of my nipples and then slid one hand
down to push a finger up my bum and he finger fucked me.  I was so horny
from all I had been through earlier that it was not long before I was
groaning quietly and getting close to cumming.

Brandon shoved a pillow over my face to muffle my groans, but held it a
little up so that I could still breathe. Kevin pulled up on my cock and
slid his tongue under the head to rub on that very special spot just where
the foreskin starts. This was enough to push me over and I began bucking
and shooting. I am not sure how many times I actually ejaculated semen, but
I do know that in the end I was still spasming with nothing coming
out. Eventually I could not stand it any longer and had to pull Kevin off
my cock and ask Brandon to pull his finger out.

"Thanks guys, that was awesome."

I pulled my shorts back on and we all went off to brush our teeth and get
washed up for bed. Having had the sexual tensions relieved I suddenly felt
quite tired and said so. The other two also admitted to tiredness and so
when we got back into the room, we stripped off and climbed into bed
together, gave each other a quick goodnight kiss and spooned into each
other to fall asleep in a matter of minutes.



When we woke up the next morning we were still spooned into each other and
of course had the usual morning glory. We turned around and gave each other
a blow job to satisfy the immediate needs of our cocks. We then agreed that
we would not take any cherries without all three of us being present and us
having time to complete the cycle. It was strange but each of us had
thought the same thing about this and decided that it would not be fair for
the one who might not be present and so agreed to a threesome or nothing.
Little did we know just how difficult that agreement was going to be to
keep. For the rest of that week we did not get the opportunity to be
together as a threesome again. Sure Brandon and I were able to do things
with each other as we shared the same bed each night. But having made the
decision to move onto anal sex, made our times together a bit strained as
we really could not do that which we now desired the most -- the forbidden
fruit always did look the most attractive. Kevin and I also did things
together at school, but there would never be the opportunity in those
surroundings to do what we wanted and so the temptation didn't come; but
the desire was still just as strong.



That weekend I went home to Witham, and had to spend all of Saturday with
Mom doing things in the house and choosing bits and pieces from the various
hardware stores and garden places we went to. This meant that I only had
the Sunday to try and meet up with my new friends. So I took off to the
skate park and hoped that they would be there. When I got there I was the
only one and so did a bit of practicing to try and perfect the move I had
been teaching myself. I must have worked on it for quite a while because
when Mark and Michael eventually arrived, I had just completed the tenth
successful manoeuvre in a row. Again I had not noticed them arrive and it
was only when I caught the board as I landed in my sitting position on the
edge of the half pipe that I heard their clapping.

"Hey Mick. It seems you've got that taped now." Mark called out.

"Yeah, how many times in a row have you managed? We've seen at least
three."

"Hey guys." I responded, "Quite a few. Had good weeks?"

"Well Mark's had quite a stiff week." Michael said with a bit of a grin on
his face and he turned to look at Mark who immediately turned red in a
powerful blush.

Although I guessed at what the innuendo was implying I thought quickly and
decided to act like I hadn't caught the implied meaning behind the comment
and press for some details. "Oh dear; what was so stiff about it?

"Well let's just say that Mark had to stand up for himself quite a bit."

"Michael please just drop it." Mark cried out; not able to fully disguise
the anguish in his voice.

"Sorry Mark. I was just having a bit of fun, and besides, I think Mick here
has a pretty good idea of what I was talking about seeing as he is having a
bit of a stiff time himself these days." Michael defended himself while it
became my turn to blush; especially as I had not realised that I had begun
to get an erection and was pushing the front of my shorts out in evidence.

Then I noticed that Michael had also responded to the sexual overtones of
the whole conversation and so I quickly asked him if he too was having a
stiff time. Michael's response was to pull the front of his shorts down and
reveal a nice semi erect cock before covering himself up again with his
cock nicely positioned to continue growing, and say, "I guess so," with a
huge grin on his face. We all laughed and this broke the tension that had
built up between us.



This little turn in our relationship led me to have greater confidence in
the belief that Mark and Michael were gay or at least having some form of
mutual sexual relationship. I thought though that I would wait a little bit
longer and give off a few stronger signals before I would come right out
and ask them. I also wanted to know, or rather be a bit surer, of Bob's
leaning before I broke the seal.

"Come on; let's play a bit of skate board tag." I suggested.

"How's that played?" Mark asked.

"One person is on and has to tag the others to change who is on. Only thing
is that a tag has to be made by placing both hands on the opponent while on
your skate board and then being pulled along by the one being tagged for a
quick `one, two'. If you can't keep your hands on the other guy for a count
of two, then the tag doesn't count. If the one being tagged does not stay
on his skate board, but you keep the hold then the tag counts. O.k.?" I
explained.

"Yeah, that sounds like a bit of fun, let's try it." Michael said.

"As it is my suggestion, I'll be on first." I offered.

"Ok." Mark agreed.

"I'll give you guys a count of ten to get started then come in
pursuit. Go!" and I began to count out loud.

Mark and Michael took off and as soon as I hit ten I took off after
them. Being the better boarder, I was pretty confident that I could catch
them. Also being on boards kept the playing field limited in area. As we
sped around on the setup, I watched the other two to see if they would be
likely to come back past me and realised that they were nearing a point
where they would have no choice but to do just that. So I feinted a bit to
the one side hoping to lure them into a false sense of security and it
worked. Michael flipped his board around and came charging down on the
opposite side to me, but I quickly made a change in course to intercept him
and couple of seconds later I placed my hands on his sides and called out
"One, two," loudly. And then let go of him and charged off, so that he
could not get a chance to grab me straight away. Mark was ecstatic that he
hadn't been caught first, but this made him drop his guard and Michael had
him in less than a minute, making contact across his shoulders. I was able
to avoid being caught for a quite a while and the tag passed between
Michael and Mark a few times. I noticed the one time when Mark tagged
Michael he pulled up alongside of him and placed a hand on his back and the
other on his tummy, running alongside of Michael for the count instead of
being pulled along behind.



I was a bit concerned that they might loose interest in the game if they
were not able to catch me and so I "let" myself get tagged. I then made a
few attempts to tag, but was not able to keep the hold for the two count,
because my hands "slipped" off the person I was trying to catch. I did this
purposely so that I would have a reason to take a firmer hold on the person
when I eventually made the tag. I then went off after Mark, and just missed
him as he nipped around me in a surprise move; but this set me up straight
on course to get Michael again and when I made contact I had one hand on
his bum and the other hand on the front of his hip, just and inch or so
from his cock, and I held on for the count and a few moments after that,
before taking off again. Michael then called time out and suggested we
spice it up by making the count longer and suggested we do a five count. I
immediately agreed and Mark went along with it as well, although I could
tell he was not sure he would ever manage to keep the hold for that
long. The game then took off again; and after a suitable gap, I allowed
myself to be tagged by Michael, who just "happened" to grab me in the same
way I had got him the previous time, only as he counted to five, not as
quickly as one would have expected, he slid his hand around a bit more so
that the tips of his fingers pushed up against my cock. It looked like it
was not intended, but the way he looked into my eyes; let me know that it
was purposeful. Of course this started my cock rising; but as I took off in
pursuit of a victim, I had to concentrate more on that and so my cock got
flaccid before ever coming to a full erection.



I decided I was going to be sure to get Mark this time around and so set
off on a dogged chase of him, swerving and feinting this way and that until
I drove him into a corner he could not get out of. He had to attempt it
however and when he did I was able to make contact. I got one hand half on
his arse cheek and half on his hip and then pushed the hand in front to
complete the hold with my fingers resting over his cock, while I counted to
five. Mark was definitely aware of where I had held him and the way he
returned my look showed both confusion and desire. He was happy to have his
cock held, but was not too sure what meaning to read from it. I just smiled
and left him to ponder it while I made my getaway. Mark then went after
Michael and I watched as he tried to make the tag, but only managed to have
a hand slide over Michael's front, brushing against his cock. I was
becoming more sure about their sexuality and lost my concentration. As a
result, Mark was able to catch me and this time he didn't leave much to
doubt as he curled the fingers of his one hand around my semi stiff
cock. By the time he had finished his count I was really tenting my shorts
and decided that the present company had already noticed it and so there
was not much point in trying to hide it. Again it was my turn to give chase
and I set off after the two of them. As I drew near to them Michael peeled
off and tried to get passed me hoping I was going after Mark, I guess, but
I was not too worried about who I caught and so made a quick twist and
grabbed for Michael. As it now seemed to be the norm, I made my attempt at
crotch height and firmly placed a hand over Michael's erect cock. I knew it
was erect because of how hard it felt through his clothing. With my other
hand on his butt, I just pushed my two hands together, squeezing him and
especially his cock in the middle of it while I did a fairly slow count to
five.



Mark called for time out and asked if we could have a rest break to get our
breath back. We were happy with that and so just sat down on the floor
where we had come together when Mark called for time out. Mark and Michael
sat down next to each other and opposite me so that I was looking at the
two of them.

"I think you have realised that there is something different about us, but
I think you are also different in the same way." Michael said, once we were
all settled.

"Yeah. I'm pretty sure I know what you mean, and if I'm right then you're
right also." I answered.

"So you didn't mind me grabbing your cock then?" Mark said. "I just
couldn't stop myself from doing it and was really worried that you might
get upset."

"No I didn't mind; rather, I kind of enjoyed it." I told him.

"How well did you grab his cock?" Michael asked.

"Enough to wrap my fingers around it." Mark answered with a bit of a
mischievous grin.

"Way to go. Let's not be shy about this!" Michael said.

"Well talking of not being shy; I can see that you have lost some hair
Mick. You practising shaving?"

"No. My friends plucked them for me in one of our little games." I
responded.

"Ouch, wasn't that sore?" Mark asked.

"Some of the time, but not for all of the hair. And now it feels so
smooth. Much smoother than if it is shaved, and it doesn't itch as much
either."

"Does it also feel smoother to the other person?" Michael asked.

"I don't really know. Neither of them said anything along those lines."

"Neither? You mean you got more than one boyfriend?" Mark inquired.

"It's kind of hard to explain." I said, "I have Brandon, but we go to
different schools and one day there was an incident involving me at school
and Kevin came along to help me and we kind of gelled. Then I got Kevin and
Brandon together and they like each other and so we became a bit of a
threesome. Now I really like both of them and it is actually going to be
very difficult to leave them when I move to Bramston. What about you two?
Are you together?"

"Sort of. We're brothers, but we also do things with each other." Mark
said.

"And with other guys as well," Michael hastened to add. I think he was a
bit embarrassed over the incest bit of knowledge which Mark had shared with
me.

"Hey that's cool. At least you always have someone on hand to help you
out." I let them know that I did not mind the idea of them being involved
in an incestuous relationship.



"Bob is going to be happy when I see him on Monday. He has quite the hots
for you and will be pleased to know you are at least in the same playing
field as we are. Would you be interested in getting physical with someone
other than Brandon or Kevin?" Michael asked.

"Well when I leave school in Brentwood, I will not have a lot of
opportunity to see either of them and I certainly don't want to stick with
just my hand for company, so, yeah, I guess I will be looking to get
physical with someone. At least Brandon and Kevin will have each other and
with my encouragement. They have said they expect it to happen and have
sort of indirectly given me their go-ahead to get fixed up here. But I
can't say that I will do so with Bob. I need to get to know him some more
before I will be able to make that sort of decision. Sex is one thing, but
a relationship is another."

"Do you want to come round by our house for a cool drink or something
before you go home?" Michael invited.

"Thanks that would be nice." I accepted his offer and we all got up and
picking up our skate boards headed off to their house. The house was a
mid-terrace which virtually overlooked the skate park. It was about five
minutes walk, but you could see the park and with a telescope or bino's you
would be able to recognise face of people who were there from one of their
upstairs windows.



Michael took us in through the front door and led us straight through to
the kitchen to get a drink and then suggested that we go up to their
room. Although the house had three bedrooms, they shared one room because
they both chose to and also their parents had turned the tiny third room
into an office/craft room for themselves. They had single beds which were
separated by a bedside table, which they shared, and which gave them
passageway about eighteen inches wide between the beds. There were no
chairs in the room so we all sat down on the beds with our feet in the
separating gap.

"Why don't you wear underpants?" Mark asked.

"When I was younger, my mom had a partner who used to get great enjoyment
out of giving me wedgies every opportunity he got. If my mom wasn't around
he would hang me from the door knob by my underpants so that my toes could
only just touch the floor. So I stopped wearing them long back and decided
that as I really preferred free-balling it I would continue. Haven't worn
them now for longer than I ever actually did."

"What does your mom say about it?" Michael asked.

"She got upset with the guy when she came home earlier than expected and
found me hanging on the door knob in tears; but she did not kick the guy
out and so when I stopped wearing the undies she understood and was not
really bothered. It was only when she could see that I was beginning to
develop that she tried to get me back into wearing them. But I refused and
eventually she came to accept that I had no intention of starting to wear
them again. But enough about me. Tell me something about you guys. How did
you discover you were both gay?"

"When I started to wank, I found that if I pictured a naked guy as I
stroked it made it so much better. I never ever had phantasies about girls
for this. And always the naked guy was younger than me. Then one day I was
busy pumping away and because I was alone in the house I had not bothered
to even close the door. Mark got home early and had walked into the room
and seen me jerking before I realised that he was home. He asked me what I
was doing and I told him to mind his own damn business and get out. After
that, every time I wanked the boy in my phantasy had Mark's face. I
realised that I wanted Mark to watch me wank and so I set up to let him
catch me again. Only this time I asked him if he wanted to stay and watch
me cum. When I had finished, I saw that even though he had not started to
develop yet he had a hard on and was a bit excited. That night after we had
gone to bed I slipped over to his bed and asked him if he had liked
watching me wank and if he did it to himself yet. I worked him around to
letting me wank him for a bit and then one thing led to another and now we
really enjoy each other."

"Do your folks know about you two?"

"No. At least we have not come out to them, but I think from something mom
said the other day, they might have some suspicions." Michael said. "Does
your mom know about you?"

"Yes. It kind of happened by accident. Like your folks she had suspicions,
and then one day when I slept over at Brandon's place his mom came in to
the room to wake us to find us still asleep, but with no covers on and
spooned into each other totally naked. Then when I was going home that
evening, she suggested I give Brandon a hug and kiss goodbye and both she
and my mom packed out laughing. It was very embarrassing but it is also
nice to have it out in the open with our parents."



The conversation feel into a quiet time as they thought about what I had
said and I took the opportunity to finish my drink and lean between them to
put my glass down on their bedside table. As I did so, Michael put his hand
on my leg and ran it up into my crotch.

"Can I feel your cock to see if you can tell it is smooth?" He asked

I was really horny from the topic under discussion and so agreed to
it. "Yeah, but only if I get a bit of action as well."

Michael did not wait for me to change my mind and quickly pulled my shorts
down, releasing my boner from the confines of the material. Then his hands
began to feel my cock and ball sack which sent shivers up and down my
spine. Mark leaned forward and the next thing I knew half my cock had
disappeared inside his mouth.

"It sure is smooth. You can't feel any little bristly bits. I like
that. How does it feel to you?" Michael asked.

"It's hard to describe. The sensation is different because there is no
dragging on the skin. It kind of feels freer. Best thing is to get plucked
and then you will know for yourself." I suggested.

Mark dropped my cock from his mouth just then and said, "It's much nicer to
suck like this. Let me try your balls." And he quickly moved his head in
again and sucked one of my balls into his mouth, rolling it around with his
tongue. "Let me try the other one." He continued as he released the one and
sucked the other in. Then he let go of that one and licked the area under
my ball sack as far as he could reach. "Please lie down on the bed so that
I can reach more of your smooth skin."

"Wait, my turn first." I said as I tried to get Mark's shirt off.

Michael grabbed my shirt and began pulling it over my head, "We want to see
all of you first, please? Then we will let you have a go at us." I stood
there and let them complete the stripping of me as I had no concerns about
being in the nude in front of them. Even my trainers were removed and I
stood there naked and smooth for them to examine. Michael ran his hand over
my bum, "Have you fucked a guy yet?"

"Not yet, Brandon, Kevin and I have a kind of pact where we are each going
to fuck and be fucked. We were going to do it the other day, but Brandon's
folks came home too soon. Actually they spent so long plucking my cock that
we ran out of time. Maybe this week we will get the chance. Do you guys
fuck?"

"Bob and I have, but we haven't done each other." Michael answered.

"Still got my cherry." Mark said, looking at me straight in the eyes and
grinning. "Want to take it?"

"I would lie of is said no. but I do want to wait until after Brandon,
Kevin and I have done our thing. I feel I would be cheating on them if I
don't"

"Well you better hurry up and do your thing because I want to lose mine and
you are the person I want to lose it to."

"Why me?" I asked. "You hardly know me and I won't be a virgin when I do
it, if I do it." I then began trying to undress Mark again and he stood
there to let me do so, only helping when it was needed.

"I want you because you are real. There are other gay guys our age around,
but they are either in a relationship with someone or appear to be living
an act. I like you. You showed friendship and caring even when we had not
properly met. Can I kiss you, please?" Mark asked as finally I had him
completely naked before me. I leant forward and let our lips meet. Mark
wanted more than that and pressed his tongue up through his lips against
mine; so I opened up and let him explore my mouth.



"Err, um, don't mind me, I'm just an onlooker here guys." Michael said,
breaking our moment together. Mark and I both began giggling, a little
embarrassed, and turned to say sorry to Michael who had such a big smile on
his face, we just had to laugh full out. Once I got control of myself
again, I began to undress Michael. Like Mark he just stood there and only
helped when it was needed. Once they were both naked I took a hold on each
of their cocks and began to slowly jack them together.

"Hey Mark," Michael said, "Shall we do it as planned?"

"Yeah, go for it." Mark responded.

Before I could ask "Do what as planned?" they had grabbed me and thrown me
onto the bed and Michael was sitting on my chest. Mark then took hold of
one of my arms and held it down while Michael got his leg over it pressing
his shin into my elbow joint. They did the same to the other arm and then
Michael raised himself up a bit so that his balls and cock were hanging
over my face, and I could clearly see the pucker around his chute.

"Feel free to suck on what you like there." Mark said and began lifting one
of my legs up, which Michael took a hold of around the ankle.  The second
leg went the same way as the first and at about the same time I could make
out a bead of precum sitting on the tip of Michael's uncut dick; which hung
just past his rather low hanging bag. He wasn't fully hard, but neither was
he completely limp at this stage, and so I lifted my head slightly and
stuck my tongue out to catch the drip. As soon as that contact was made,
Michael lowered his body slightly so that his cock could slide into my
mouth, and I began to give him a blow job.

Down the other end of my body, Mark had pushed into the back of my knees to
force them to bend so that they folded down and away from body; leaving my
whole groin area as open as it could possibly get. With Michael holding my
ankles there was nothing I could do except enjoy what was going on. Mark
went down on me and began with licking up the length of my cock and then
around my balls. Then he moved down and began to lick around my bum the
small bit between bag and bum hole. Then his tongue began probing into the
hole and I realised I was getting a full rimming from Mark.

Michael began bouncing up down faster and I realised that he was close to
coming and so I strengthened my suction and concentrated on flicking my
tongue over his dick head and the most sensitive spot just at the base of
the head. I had only had his cock in my mouth for about five minutes when
he began shooting load after load of cum down my throat. When he had
finished and his cock began to soften he pulled it out and leant forward so
that he could suck on mine. Now I had Mark's tongue digging onto my arse
and Michael's digging around under my foreskin and I was in
heaven. Needless to say it was not long before I was ready to explode and I
called out to announce that. Michael just sped up with his sucking and
Kevin changed his tongue for a finger and began to really finger fuck my
bum, feeling around for the happy spot. When he found it, whammo, I blasted
away with a machine gun roll of spurts into Michael's mouth. It was one of
the longest lasting orgasms I had had and I felt totally done in after it,
and just lay there on the bed. I turned my head to look at Mark and thank
him and Michael when I noticed his cock was still ultra hard and dripping
some precum.

"Give me a moment Mark and I will return your favour and get your cream
from you." I said instead.

"No. Please just lie there and let me rub my cock over your tit till I
come." Mark was almost pleading.

"Let him do that Mick; he seems to get great pleasure from it." Michael
said.

"Rub away then." I gave Mark the go-ahead.

He moved up and used his cock to spread some precum over my nipple and then
holding his cock down in contact with my chest he began to roll his hips
around so that his cock moved back and forward and also side to side over
my tit. He was also putting out loads of precum and this kept everything so
lubed up there was nowhere that it could not slide or slip. The sensation I
was feeling through my nipple was enough to get me hard again and so while
Mark was wanking over my chest, Michael began to gently wank my cock
again. It wasn't long before Mark's breathing changed and his movements got
a bit jerkier and then he began to pump his juice out over my
chest. Meanwhile Michael kept on slowly pumping my cock until I could stand
the sensation no longer and had to ask him to stop; explaining that I was
too sensitive at that time to come again.



We each smile at the other and said our thanks. Michael got some tissue and
wiped his brother's spunk off of me so that I could sit up without making a
mess. I was then able to have a good look at both of them and saw that like
me they had about average packages and were both uncut. Michael was of
course bigger then either Mark or myself being that much older; but he was
not enormous in that area. Nothing to be shy about either though. Both of
them had beautiful pieces and I was happy to have the opportunity to have
some close contact with them. We sat there for quite some time just
chatting about things in general.

Then Mark said, "Yep, Bob is going to like you a lot and if you are willing
he will want you to be his ward." He then slid his hand up my leg and began
to fondly my cock and balls again.

"What do you mean?" I wanted to know.

"We have this kind of gay club." Michael answered, "Each of us older guys
has a younger guy who is our ward. We look after them and make sure that if
anyone tries to mess with them we sort them out. Only there haven't been
enough young boys to go around and Bob is alone at the moment. But that
does not mean that it will happen. You see both the younger guy and the
older guy have to like each other and agree in the presence of witnesses to
have this sort of relationship."

"So Mark is your ward?" I asked.

"No. We don't allow brothers to do that. I have a young friend who is mine,
but he lives in a different town and so I only see him during the week,
mostly at school. And Mark's mentor is away on a field trip. He gets back
tomorrow."

"So why do you say Bob will want me to be his ward?"

"Because you are so nice, I just know that Bob is going to like you, and I
think that you will like Bob too." Mark answered.

"What if I find I don't want to be his ward?"

"Well you will not be allowed to be a member of the club and attend that
initiation weekend; unless of course you become someone else's ward. But no
matter what, you will still be our friend, and I reckon we will still look
out for you if anyone gives you grief."

"What's this initiation weekend?"

"The older guys, who are members of the inner circle, take any of the
proposed new wards and older wards who have been proposed as possible
circle members to a retreat for the weekend and put them through some tests
and things to make sure they want them to be a part of the club." Michael
said.

"What sort of tests and things." I had to know what I was letting myself in
for if I chose to go this route, if I was offered the opportunity.

"Well new wards generally spend most of the weekend in the nude with a hard
on but are not allowed to touch themselves. Old wards get to be the slaves
and do all the cooking etc. they usually spend the weekend in their
undies. Circle Members call the shots and are to be obeyed immediately and
completely. It may sound harsh, but it really is a bit of fun and can be
very sex-citing."

"Are you a member of the inner circle?" I asked Michael.

"Not yet, but I am hoping to be invited the next time they can get the
cottage for the weekend. My Mentor has kind of moved away and I have my own
ward who needs to be initiated. Bob was made a member the last time, and I
am hoping he can put me forward."

"What cottage and where?"

"You're full of questions; aren't you? Bob's grandfather has a cottage in
Wales that is stuck out in the middle of nowhere, and ever since his older
brother got his driving licence they have used it for the initiation
weekend."



By this time, Mark's administration to my balls and cock had caused quite a
stir and I found that I had to switch my attention to that region, so I lay
back on the bed and let him take me over the edge into another orgasm. Of
course this one was a lot gentler than the last and I did not produce as
much but it was still very enjoyable. When they had cleaned me up, their
choice - not mine, we got dressed as it was time for me to head off
home. We agreed to meet up at the skate park the next morning and I agreed
to ask my mom to let me spend the whole day with them as they were hoping
Bob would be able to join us and we could then get to know each other a bit
better. I took off home a lot happier a person, knowing that I now had some
friends with a kindred spirit.



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