Nico and Gordy's Crazy 8 Club Adventures
Part #1
Introduction
Such Is the Life of Nico
My name is Nicholas Harris, but every one knows me as Nico. I am 15 years old and a student at William Shakespeare High. This year I am on the water polo team and also got cast in this years school play (Shakespeare of course). I stand about five-feet, six-inches tall, with short blond hair and deep azure blue eyes. I am on the slender side, but not too skinny, having a swimmers build from being in water polo. I am all male with a five and a half inch circumcised penis and nearly full-sized balls. I see myself as an average every-day kind of "nice guy". I don't get into any trouble, but unfortunately I am shy as hell. My favorite activity is watching all the eye candy on display in the locker room and showers. With the abundance of available dick all around me, you would think I had at least one boyfriend by now. Alas, I still remain alone due mostly to a sorry lack of guts. Other than sports and theater, I have many other interests. Music, literature, astronomy, and travel are just a few. I feel I have much to offer a mate. Well, there it is, such is the life of Nico.
My friend Gordy is 15 years old. Even though he is only seven months older than me, you might think he was much older than that. He stands about five-feet, eight-inches tall, with medium dark brown hair and stunning green eyes. He is on the muscular side, but not too much so, having been on the wresting team last year. From my point of view, what I can tell in the showers anyway, he appears to be all man with a full six inch circumcised penis and two heavy hangers below.
Chapter #1
Easter
It was the last day of school, and moments away from spring break. I was about to start my Easter holiday with no plans whatsoever. The bell rang and I was making my way home when I met up with my best friend Gordon Elliott.
I met Gordon last year when we were both freshmen. As our friendship grew, I got to know him better as Gordy. Gordy and I are both sophomores this year and we're both on the same water polo team.
"Hey Gordy," I shouted out to him. "Wait up." He was about twenty paces ahead of me. He turned, saw me, and waited for me to catch up.
"Hey Nico, how's it hangin'?" Gordy asked, sounding pretty happy to see me. "Do you got any plans for tonight?"
"I HAVE no plans for the entire holiday," I answered back trying to inconspicuously correct his grammar.
"Let's do a sleepover at my house tonight," Gordy suggested. "We can rent a movie, have pizza and find the planet Saturn on my new telescope."
"Hey, how can anybody resist such a fine offer," I said sounding amused yet sincere.
"So then... come
on over around
"A surprise? What kind of surprise?" I asked hoping he would tell me now.
"You'll have to wait and see!" he said teasingly.
"Alright, I'll wait," I said sounding a little disappointed.
"See you then
around
As I continued on towards my house, I wondered what surprise Gordy had up his sleeve. I was going to have to wait now anyway, so I decided to put it out of my mind for the time being.
When I got home, I immediately got permission from mom & dad to do the sleepover. I got my sleeping bag together along with my mp3 player and a few other sleepover essentials. When it got to be almost five, I made my way over to Gordy's place.
When I arrived, his parents had already gone out and rented some movies and picked up a couple of pizzas and a twelve pack of sodas for us. They had rented three movies. Gordy and I picked out our choice and popped it into the player. We pigged out as we watched the movie and enjoyed ourselves completely. When we were finished with that, we informed his folks that we were going upstairs to play with the telescope and then we would be heading off to bed after that. They told us not to stay up too late and to have fun. He assured them we wouldn't be long and the two of us said our goodnights. We went up stairs to Gordy's room and talked a while. We also listened to some music on the mp3 player I had brought along. It had just started to get dark outside but the night was still young. Gordy suggested we get out of our school clothes and get more comfortable.
Chapter #2
Gordy and the Sleepover
It was a very warm night. I opted to strip down to nothing and put on just my water polo trunks. Gordy did the same. We weren't shy about stripping in front of each other since we did it five times a week at water polo practice. Even so, I enjoyed seeing Gordy's handsome naked body and took the opportunity to check him out as we changed. We talked for awhile about school and water polo and just felt very comfortable and relaxed.
By now, it had been dark for about a half hour. Gordy set up his telescope on the balcony outside his bedroom.
"My dad taught me how to find Saturn last night," Gordy explained. "The sky is pretty clear tonight. I think we should be able to see the rings."
He fiddled and adjusted the telescope for a couple of minutes. He turned knobs and fiddled with the lens. When he found what he was looking for, he backed away a couple of steps and turned to me.
"There it is... take a look," Gordy said with pride in his voice.
I stepped up to the telescope and carefully put my eye to the lens.
"I don't see anything," I said. "How do you use this thing?"
Gordy stepped up close behind me and with both hands, maneuvered me into the right position. The touch of his hands on my shoulders felt warm and inviting.
"Oh, there it is," I confirmed.
"Now tell me what you see!" Gordy instructed.
"Well, it's kind of small," I said as I began my observation.
Gordy started to move his hands slowly down towards my waist in a manner that still seemed like he was trying to assist me. I hadn't yet noticed what it was he was really doing, so I continued.
"There doesn't seem to be any color to it," I said. "It looks like it's in black and white."
Now Gordy's hands had worked themselves clear down to my ass. I was now well aware of what he was doing. My cock twitched, and started to grow stiff. I tried to act like I still hadn't noticed and attempted to proceed.
"I could see the rings now," I said trying to stay focused, "but they don't look like rings"
Gordy was moving his hands slowly, wrapping them around me. My words started to betray me as a trembling began to develop in my voice.
"It just looks like a football," I said trying to keep him from noticing my reaction.
Gordy now reached around and gently squeezed my hard cock. I felt an adrenaline rush. I turned around to face Gordy. When our eyes met, he planted a kiss on me right on the lips. I realized I had stopped breathing. I stumbled back a couple of steps and tried to catch my breath. My mind was racing and I fought to try to make sense of what had just happened.
"Oh, my God... what was that?" I said demanding an answer.
"I wanted you," he replied in a very calm, matter-of-fact manner.
"I might have popped you one," I stated.
"I would have popped you one back," he countered.
"Why did you think I would be okay with this? Do you think I'm gay?" I asked, not wanting to hear what he might say to that.
"I don't know," he confessed. "Here's what I DO know. I've watched you in the locker room checking everyone out... checking me out! All the time, pretending you weren't watching at all. Besides, the boner in your trunks tells it all."
Gordy then took me by the hand. He walked me from the balcony back into his bedroom. We both sat down on the bed. Once we were seated, he continued.
"We've been friends for a long time now and I feel close enough to you now to let you know how I feel. I want you. I've always wanted you. From the very first day we met, I've wanted you. You're cute and sexy and you really turn me on. So, to answer your question, `do I think you're gay', I didn't know. I've seen indications that you might be, but I could only guess. I wanted to know. I needed to know. I decided that tonight, I was going to find out for sure."
I started to calm down now. My body was still in shock. I had long imagined what it would be like to be kissed by Gordy. Now that it happened I feel scared and vulnerable and I can't seem to stop myself from shaking.
"I have always wanted you too," I said softly. I couldn't believe I had just said that. It was like someone else was speaking for me. "You can't tell anybody about this."
"You're trembling," Gordy said tenderly, "come here."
Gordy scooped my limp body up into his arms and we hugged and kissed each other for a good long time.
"You know I'd never tell anyone `straight' about you," he said. "Just like you would never tell anyone about what just happened."
The way Gordy phrased that last statement seemed odd to me, but I soon let it pass.
Chapter #3
Learning About the Crazy 8 Club
While we were kissing, Gordy started showing me things to do that were all new to me. Being a novice, the world was opening up to me. I was getting a first class education in the ways of sex and lovemaking. It seemed to me that Gordy knew everything there was to know. For the first time, I was seeing a new side of Gordy that was exciting, sensual and erotic. A side he kept very well hidden from the rest of the world. A side he kept hidden even from me, his best friend. Over the next several hours, Gordy introduced me to a lifetime of knowledge and experience.
My first lesson had to do with kissing. As we kissed, he parted my lips with his tongue and entered my mouth. I found this to be a bit shocking at first. He encouraged me to return the favor. We both sucked on each others tongues, exploring the inside of each others oral cavern. This brought a whole new meaning to the term "sucking face".
The lesson continued as Gordy worked his way down my neck. He proceeded over to my chest, kissing, caressing and licking my nipples. He started on the right side and worked his way over to the left. I had seen this kind of thing done in the movies, but it really means nothing until you experience it first hand. Gordy now focused on my stomach pausing to give some attention to my navel. He darted his tongue in and around that area until I wiggled from being ticklish.
Now, the build up of anticipation hit the jackpot. He moved down to my throbbing cock which had been busting at the seams for some time now. He nibbled at my pulsing rod through the fabric of my trunks. He placed his hands on my thighs and slid his fingers under my trunks to fondle my ball sack. My body shuttered and I drew a deep breath. The level of my arousal was so high that I almost blew my load right then and there.
Things now moved to a more serious area. He moved over to remove my trunks. So far this lesson had been a study in "learn and observe", but now it was time to start participating. I reached over to Gordy and slowly removed his trunks. We didn't have much to take off, so we were both stripped naked in a matter of seconds.
We then sat back down on the bed across from each other. Gordy reached over to me and began to stroke my dick. I reached over to him and did the same. What a wonderful feeling it was to have a cock in my hand that wasn't my own. This mutual masturbation was yet another new experience in an already long line of new experiences he had treated me to so far tonight. I felt dangerously close to the edge now. I didn't want to cum yet. I felt there was so much more to tonight's lesson to come.
I guided Gordy over to the center of the bed and laid him down. We both seamed to instinctively go from one thing to another in an unspoken communication. He seamed to know my next move almost before I did. I had often imagined what it would be like to have a cock in my mouth, to suck on it and make it cum. I often tried to suck my own cock, but I was never agile enough. I took the plunge and dove for Gordy's cock drawing it completely into my mouth. Our unspoken communication came to an abrupt end due to my over eager inexperience.
"Hold on there Killer," Gordy said tensing up. "You don't have to go right for the dick you know. Slow down and show some affection, enjoy a bit of tenderness. A little foreplay goes a long way." He then instructed me blow by blow, what to do.
"First... try licking the sides of the shaft... up and down... all around the outside," he directed. "Then move up to the head using just your lips. Draw it in slowly, moving your tongue around the head and into that small slit at the tip. Then work the rest of the penis into you mouth, working your way deeper until you find your limit. If you can't get the whole thing in your mouth, it's okay. Use your hands to stimulate the rest. Here... I'll show you. Just do what I do."
He positioned us in a sixty-nine position and with great tenderness, began to make love to my cock. I followed his instructions and countered each move he made. I did to him what he was so expertly showing me. I was basking in this revelation, taking great care to remember each and every nuance.
I felt that familiar swelling up of an oncoming orgasm. I briefly pulled Gordy's cock out of my mouth to speak.
"I'm going to cum now," I told Gordy. I informed him of this so he can pull out and jerk me off the rest of the way.
"Go right ahead," he said. "I can't wait to taste what I've been missing all this time."
I realized that Gordy had intended to swallow my prize. The thought of him doing that, pushed me over the edge. Gordy felt the head of my cock swell up and knew what it meant. He clamped his lips down on me and siphoned the sperm out of me like an industrial strength vacuum cleaner, giving me the most intense climax I could have ever imagined.
Gordy had awakened the desires I had been suppressing within me. He gave me back a life worth living again. It was now time to show Gordy my appreciation for all he had taught me tonight. I also wanted to make up for all the lost time that we could have had this closeness. So, as Gordy had so meticulously taught me tonight, I repaid him by giving him as gripping an orgasm as he had just given me. I ignored all the pensive thoughts I had about swallowing Gordy's reward and extracted his nectar with all the skill I could muster. He shot his load into my mouth coating the inside of it mercilessly. My first reaction was that of... `What the hell am I doing?' That was closely followed with... `This isn't too terribly bad' and then lastly the realization of... `Wow, I didn't think I could do that!" Gordy fell onto his back after I completely drained him of every drop he had to offer.
We laid there for several minutes next to each other. We both enjoyed the warm intimate afterglow of our newly found affection for one another. I had a thousand questions for Gordy. Right now however, I was very content to just stay quiet and be close to him.
Gordy had become much more than a friend now. He was also my mentor. Now that Gordy and I have discovered this new aspect of our lives that we could share with each other, I felt determined to try with all my might to put aside my shyness and get up the guts to ask Gordy the most important and difficult question I had ever asked anyone.
"Gordy," I said waiting to see if he was ready to talk yet.
"Yes Nico," he simply answered.
"Will you be my boyfriend?" I blurted out, not allowing myself time to hesitate. The blood drained from my face in anticipation of his answer.
Gordy sat up, looked at me for a moment and said. "Are you serious? I was going to ask you the same question."
"So, the answer is yes then?" I said hopefully.
"Fuck Yeah," he said almost annoyed that I needed to ask.
"You don't have a boyfriend already, do you?" I asked hoping I wasn't being too personal.
"Nope, you're my first," he said with pride.
"You're my first to," I admitted.
"Well, dah!" Gordy quipped. After a couple of seconds of silence, we both started laughing. A huge smile came across my face and Gordy grinned as well. I guess I didn't need to state the obvious.
"If I'm your first boyfriend, then where did you learn so much about sex?"
"Well, that's part of the surprise I was going to tell you about," Gordy explained. "I learned it all from the Crazy 8 Club."
"What's The Crazy 8 Club?" I said revealing my deep innocence.
"It's a sex club for boys," he answered. Actually it's more than that. It's a way of life. We do fund-raisers to earn money to pay for club expenses. We also do various community services. In our own way, we provide gay youth counseling and even offer suicide vigils for troubled gay youth. We also help gay runaways and gay bashing victims with food and shelter. We try to get them on their feet again and be independent or go back home after things can be worked out. The Crazy 8 club is all that, plus all the sex you can ever want, whenever you want it, in a safe, protected environment."
"Wow, that's some surprise," I said with amazement.
"Well, that's not the surprise," he clarified. "The surprise is... we currently have an opening in our ranking. I have been authorized to recruit a new member. Our local chapter is a rank eleven. A rank eleven is eighteen members. Our rank is officially known as `Pythagoras' named after the creator of numerology."
(In numerology, the number eighteen is one plus eight which equals nine. The number 9 is most often associated with tolerance, generosity, forgiveness, passion, creative energy, success, romance, benevolence, and a deep love of life. Nine energy flows like water and is reflective of universal love.)
"Anyway, we recently had a member `age-out'." Gordy stopped as he saw the blank look on my face.
"What do you mean `age-out'?" I pondered.
"Once boys are initiated into the club, they tend to remain enrolled until they `age out' when they turn eighteen. So eighteen-year-olds are excluded from regular Crazy 8 Club activities. The reason is not to deny them, but rather protect them from age related criminal charges. So, when we recently lost our oldest member, all the remaining club officials called `Elders' got promoted. Now I am the club's treasurer, the third of four ranking club officials. It turns out, our president and vice president had nobody to recommend at this time. That honor fell onto me next. So, I'm recommending you. Are you interested?"
"Hell Yeah," I said being grateful he should choose me.
"Don't say yes too quickly," he warned, "you might change your mind. There are a couple of things you need to know first. After you hear about the rules and you agree to the terms of the club charter, then we'll go ahead with it."
"Alright," I told Gordy, agreeing to heed his warning.
"First," he began, "in order to qualify for consideration, you need to perform a fund-raiser. You know, like a bake sale or something like that."
"How about a car wash," I said thinking that was something I was willing to do.
"That's a great idea!" he said surprised I came up with it so quickly. "I can make some arrangements and pull in some favors. Next, when you become a member, you'll need to help with club activities. You'll need to volunteer at least once a month to raise money for the club and do your share of community service."
"That all sounds fair to me," I said agreeing so far with what was said.
"You'll also have to go through an initiation ceremony," he revealed. "A kind of sex evaluation of sorts."
"A sex evaluation? I said. "You mean a hazing?"
"No," Gordy said firmly. "We're not a fraternity, and no one ever gets hurt. I'll never let anything bad happen to you, ever... I promise you that!"
"Alright," I repeated, this time with a little hesitation in my voice.
"Oh, and there's one more thing," Gordy added. "When a new member is initiated, he is required to introduce himself by sucking, swallowing and licking the assholes of all present. All the while, being photographed with each member and then thanking each member for the honor of tonguing their buttholes."
"You're kidding, right?" I sarcastically asked.
"No," Gordy said plainly. "They do this because they don't want to induct anybody who is squeamish or faint of heart. As for the photos, simply put, we take pictures of everyone so no one can tell on anyone else. Incriminating and embarrassing photos can be a strong deterrent."
This last part that Gordy had explained to me was almost a deal breaker. I completely understand the reasons for it, but that didn't make it any easier to accept. All that had happened so far tonight was a lot to process.
"I think I need to sleep on it," I told Gordy. "How about I give you my answer in the morning?"
"Perfect," he agreed. "Let's get some sleep."
We slipped our naked bodies under the covers. Gordy turned out the lights. As I laid there next to my newfound partner, my thoughts swirled around in my head until I slowly drifted off to sleep. During the night, I had a wet dream about Gordy and this sex club. It made me realize how sex starved I've been lately. I also realized that joining this club would give Gordy and me something more to have in common.
Chapter #4
The Fund-Raising Car Wash
The next morning I woke up to discover that Gordy had pulled the covers off me and was sitting next to me, staring at my cock.
"What are you doing?" I asked, looking a bit confused and embarrassed.
"You had a wet dream!" he answered, pointing to my semen coated crotch. "With all the sex we had last night, you still had a wet dream? Damn!" he said with disbelief.
"Well, yeah," I said sounding perfectly logical. "You stirred to life something that I had kept buried deep inside me, and now I want more. The Crazy 8 Club is the perfect place to get more. So, I've decided to agree to everything. Let's do it."
"Are you sure that's not your dick talking?" he said questioning my sincerity.
"Well yeah... a little bit... but really, I'm sure now," I said, having made up my mind.
"Then we need to do the car wash as soon as possible," he said reminding me of the fund-raiser I was required to perform.
"Let's do it this Saturday," I suggested.
"Alright, I'll make all the arrangements," he said as we shook hands, sealing the deal.
Gordy knew of an empty lot near the main highway that was owned by one of the many Crazy 8 sponsors. He got the necessary authorization and secured the use of it for the afternoon. It suited our purpose perfectly since it had an outdoor faucet with running water and electrical outlets for the vacuum cleaners. It also had excellent drainage which was going to be necessary with all the washing that was going to be done.
We informed everyone we could think of about our fund-raising event. We asked them to help us spread the word. We prepared for this weekend's activities by making up a bunch of signs to advertise our special. Gordy also arranged to get helpers from the club members who had not yet fulfilled their fund-raising duties for the month. Those who would be joining us were to help wash cars, hold up signs and contribute by bringing supplies.
We were fortunate that it turned out to be a beautifully warm day. Gordy suggested we try to look sexy in order to attract those customers who were suckers for a cute guy. I suggested we wear our water polo trunks which are very skimpy and quite revealing. This way we could get as wet as we want and still look good at the same time. Besides, wet trunks are like wet T-shirts, the outline of everything underneath is enhanced for everyone's viewing pleasure. Gordy agreed this was a good idea and passed the word along to those who would be attending.
It was now Saturday, the day before Easter. We were the first to arrive at the lot and got things organized and ready to begin. Our helpers from the Crazy 8 Club arrived shortly after, bringing with them an assortment of soap, buckets, towels, rags and trash bags. Everybody chose a duty and got right to work. Some helped set up the hoses and vacuums while others helped wash cars. The rest of them set up the signs near the street and all around the area. The smaller cute ones wiggled their behinds as they waved their signs and enticed people in.
The afternoon went by quickly and everybody present had a great time. I also got the chance to meet, and get to know the few Crazy 8'rs who had volunteered to help us. Best of all, we made one hundred and fifteen dollars for the club. This should greatly increase my chances of getting accepted into the organization.
Throughout the day, several hot young guys, a few older gentlemen and even a couple of cute girls had asked me for my phone number. I ended up telling everyone the same thing.
I told them, "I don't have my own phone yet, but when you come back for our next car wash, I'll surely have one then!"
Now that our
little car wash had ended, we gathered up all our property and cleaned up the
place leaving it cleaner than when we arrived.
Gordy called the club President and filled him in on the success of our
little fund-raiser and informed him how much money we had raised for the
club. When Gordy's call was completed,
he gave me the good news. He informed me
that my initiation ceremony had been scheduled for Tuesday, three days from now.
A car would arrive promptly at
The next three days crept by unimaginably slow. I experienced a wide range of emotions from sheer horror, to titillating delight. I discovered I needed this time to prepare myself. I had worked up so many different scenarios in my mind that I truly began to believe that I was ready for anything.
Now the day had come. I hadn't been this nervous since my first day in the school locker room showers. Gordy arrived just in time to make sure I wasn't going to back out as he informed me that so many kids do at this point. I looked into Gordy's eyes and saw a strength and confidence that helped calm my nerves.
Chapter #5
The Journey into the Unknown
"It's almost time to go," Gordy said looking at his watch. He gave me a hug and a kiss and said, "You're going to be just fine... trust me!"
"I do trust you," I said. "That's why I'm doing this, so let's go before I do change my mind."
"Before you go, I'm going to have to blindfold you," he insisted.
"Is this really necessary?" I complained.
"It is!" he explained. "Until all the members are satisfied that each new recruit can be trusted, the location of the club facility will remain secret. They don't even want you to know what the car looks like that's going to be taking you there."
"Wow, isn't that a bit extreme?" I wondered out loud.
Gordy continued, "The club has to be cautious of new members who might be undercover cops or someone who would want to blow the whistle on our organization. I know you but they don't, so I'll have to vouch for you until you can prove yourself worthy to them. This screening process won't take long. Within forty-eight hours after the initiation is performed, we'll know what your membership status is."
"I think I'm getting a little scared again Gordy," I confessed to him.
"It's going to be alright Nico," he said in a confident manner. "Remember, I won't let anything bad happen to you. Just think of it as an adventure. Just relax and have fun with it!"
I had just recently had one of the greatest nights of my life with Gordy. Having sex with him had only been a dream up to this point. A long awaited fantasy that I thought could never happen. If it weren't for him initiating the first step, it would've never happened at all. I've just been too scared to be the one to make the first move. Because of that, I think I have missed out on many possible opportunities. Now, I'm getting another opportunity, and I don't want to blow it!
"Okay," I announced, setting aside all doubts, "I'm ready to go."
Gordy became my eyes as he guided me out of the house and down to the sidewalk. I was instructed to wait there for the transportation that had been arranged for me. As we waited, Gordy filled me in on a couple more rules I needed to know.
"Once your ride gets here, don't say anything. Don't speak at all. Once everything is done, you must remember to thank each and every member attending the proceedings personally and intimately as a gesture of your gratitude. Remember, if you want to be in the Crazy 8 Club, you're going to have to convince them that you'll be an asset to the organization."
Just then I heard a car pull up and stop in front of us. Two guys got out of the car and helped me into the back seat.
"I'll see you later Nico," Gordy said.
"Hey, aren't you coming with me?" I said to Gordy in a panic stricken tone.
"Sorry, but from here on out, your on your own. Good luck! Oh, and Nico," Gordy paused, "just go with it!"
Gordy's parting words didn't have the effect he had intended. Instead, my heart sank. Somehow, I thought he would be at my side through all this.
The two guards who helped me into the car sat in the back seat with me and our journey began. As we traveled to this undisclosed location, the two of them and the driver stayed conspicuously silent. I dared not say a word as my mouth got dry and a lump formed in the back of my throat. I fought to control the wild and crazy thoughts that were racing through my mind about what was waiting for me.
Chapter #6
The Initiation Theater
We had finally arrived at our destination. My two escorts assisted me out of the car and into a waiting room. An uneasy feeling shuttered through me as the two of them started removing my clothes, striping me utterly naked. At this point, I was beginning to think that I might have made a terrible mistake. Even so, I had faith that Gordy would not have put me in danger intentionally, so I fought to steady my nerves.
Still blindfolded and now butt naked, I was led into a very large room. It may have possibly been a meeting hall of sorts. The doors closed behind us sending out an echo into the room revealing its sheer size. It got very dark as they walked me over to the center of the room and laid me down on my back in the middle of a bed.
Now that my escorts had made their delivery successfully, they removed my blindfold. I was able to see now that I had been led into a sort of bedroom theatre. It consisted of two king-sized mattresses stacked on top of one another laid directly onto the floor. It was surprisingly comfortable and clean and had been fitted with silk sheets. My two escorts left and disappeared into the darkness. I was alone for the first time since I left the house.
Suddenly, three spotlights flooded the area where they had laid me down. I felt like I was on display as a piece of meat. Like an item under the glass case in the butcher isle of the grocery store. I was about to become the focus of a bizarre spectacle. Even though this was a bed I was on, it more closely resembled a stage. This very unusual stage was surrounded by three couches in a sort of makeshift theatre in the round. Each couch had been positioned along one of three sides of the bed. The fourth side at the foot of the bed had been left open as a sort of access point.
The time had come. A very strange floor show was about to begin. From a separate room that had been used as a staging area, the doors opened and out came the audience. They were all quite naked and entered the room single file. Seeing all of these naked boys walking into the room gave me an instant boner. The twelve members that made up the crowd settled into the couches. They all seamed to be anywhere from eleven years old to about fifteen. I recognized a few familiar faces in the crowd. I had forgotten that some of the helpers at the car wash were club members. I heard a scattering of whispers as most of these boys were seeing me for the first time. I could pick out a few comments from the crowd like how cute I was and what a nice package I had.
Just then, a hush fell over the group. The staging doors opened once again. This time, the principle players emerged. There were four of them in all. They were also naked and seamed to be the elders of the group ranging from fifteen to eighteen. This was quite apparent to me. Not only were these boys taller, they were also more generously endowed. Upon seeing this group enter, my heart skipped a beat. For the first time, I was getting genuinely concerned for what was about to happen to me.
I realized that one of the four boys walking into the arena was Gordy. Seeing him enter the room instantly made me feel safe again. I got very excited to know that he would be part of what was to come.
As the four boys approached me, they got into different position around me. The first boy walked over, faced me and knelt down slightly above my head. His cock was hanging just inches away from my face. The next two went around and knelt down at each side of me. The fourth one of this group was Gordy. He came up to my rear. He spread my legs apart and knelt down between them. The last boy who was the smallest of them all came out of the staging doors. He wore nothing but a pair of white gloves like a butler. He was carrying a plump pillow atop which sat a silver tray containing a towel, a condom and a bottle of lubricant. He handed off the items to Gordy and then joined the other spectators on the couch.
Gordy put the items off to the side and opened the bottle of lube first. He applied some to his fingers and then proceeded to insert one of his digits into my virgin hole. I was about to object when I saw Gordy raise his other hand to his face and place a finger across his lips gesturing me not to speak. I was just beginning to figure out what it was I was supposed to do in this secret private stage show. I tried to remember what Gordy had told me. He said to just relax and go with it. I had to keep believing that Gordy wouldn't intentionally let any harm come to me.
Gordy had now added another finger into me in an attempt to loosen me up and make way for what was coming. All this stimulation I was receiving from Gordy was one thing I was dealing with. Another thing was the three boys who were positioned around me. What was their role in all this going to be? Plus, all those naked boys watching me from the couches with their eyes transfixed on me. The combination of these things were making me feel every self-conscious.
Gordy worked his way up to three fingers now. I felt my temperature rise as my body started to get worked up. I was just starting to like what he was doing when he pulled out his fingers and leaned over to whisper something to me.
"Just relax," he said in a calm and comforting voice, "I'll be gentle, really, this won't hurt a bit."
Hearing the words `It won't hurt a bit' sounded more like `This is going to hurt a lot'. I started to tense up, and then realized, I better do exactly what he just said to do, and relax. Gordy placed the silver tray out of the way and then passed the pillow over to the boy kneeling above me. That guy then lifted my head up and placed the pillow under me.
Next, Gordy stroked his cock a bit to achieve a stiffness ridged enough to be able to put on the supplied condom. He reached over and opened the condom wrapper and rolled the contents onto his hardened shaft. He then lifted my legs up and placed them upon his shoulders. He lined up his cock even with my puckered rosebud and slowly pushed his boyhood passed my gateway easily gaining access to my previously prepared tunnel.
I momentarily forgot to breathe as the thickness of his swollen member overtook me. He slowly pushed forward until all six inches of his hot cock stretched deep inside me. I felt my ears get hot as my blood pressure went through the roof. When Gordy reached the limit of his penetration and he couldn't push any further in, he paused. The stillness of the crowd suddenly broke and everyone burst into spontaneous applause.
Chapter #7
The Main Event
The preliminary preparations were now complete and the main event had commenced. I was really enjoying all this attention so far, but if I was going to be accepted into this club, I needed to get myself more into the spirit of things.
With that in mind, I reached up to the boy kneeling above my head and I guided his soft cock into my mouth. This action caused the crowd to let out another cheer. I felt his soft cock in my mouth come to life and grow as I began to move my tongue around the shaft and head of his penis.
This was great. The sound of the crowd cheering me on... the hardening cock I had in my mouth... the slow but steady pumping I was receiving from Gordy. All these things were making me hot. The next thing I thought I should do was reach up to stroke the two boys who had been patiently kneeling at my sides. Again, the crowd gave out another cheer to indicate I was on the right track. The two cocks I was stoking instantly stiffened up in my hands and now I was on my way. Everything suddenly fell into place like pieces of a puzzle.
Without missing a stroke, Gordy maneuvered himself into a different position. He slid himself into a sitting position and continued to hump me in that way. I think he did this to prevent himself from cuming to soon. At this angle, he was forced into going more slowly. I was very glad he did this because now his cock was hitting my prostate button at just the right angle. Waves of tingles shot from my head to my toes. Gordy had told me about how the prostate was the G spot for guys. Now, thanks to Gordy, I knew what it was and where it was. I was beginning to understand why so many guys place such importance on this particular aspect of lovemaking.
I became aware that the audience was starting to get a bit noisy. I had gotten my mind so wrapped up in my role that I hadn't realized that my eyes were closed. So, I opened my eyes to discover what the commotion was about. During my performance, the spectators were getting into the mood of the festivities. They were all engaged in a combination of kissing, jerking, sucking and fucking each other in an all out orgy marathon.
A bubbling of orgasmic waves gripped me. I started to feel a sensation that I had never experienced before. My cock had enlarged into a swollen erection that was bigger and harder than it had ever been before. The incredible thing was that no one had touched it, not even me! I was starting to feel myself pass the point of no return, but this time it was different. I was building up to it at a much slower rate and climbing above and beyond a normal climax. An embarrassingly loud sound of ecstasy unintentionally erupted from my diaphragm. My entire body uncontrollably lurched out of control. I wondered how it could be possible to feel such an overwhelming intensity without losing consciousness.
Then, a truly remarkable thing happened. I looked down at my own cock and watched as I unloaded more cum than the most experienced and virile porn star ever had. I was amazed that this could happen without any direct contact with my cock. I felt my groin muscles contract and quiver, muscles that I didn't know I had and never felt before as they forced the semen past my enlarged penis with the intensity of a pressure hose.
Just at that moment, I got startled. I don't know where they came from, but scores of flash bulbs started to go off. The crowd started snapping pictures like a group of Paparazzi caught in a Media Frenzy. Shot after shot of hot thick white cream continued to fly from my cock as I got milked to the very last drop by Gordy's passionate pumping. The crowd went wild now that they had just photographed my most intimate moments. As I looked down across my body, I saw several small pools of glistening boy juice that were sparkling and gleaming in the spot lights. I was pleased with myself and marveled at what I had just produced.
Because I was so deeply aroused by the day's events, it came as no surprise that I would be the first one in the room to cum. I was proud to discover that my dramatic performance was about to spark a snowballing effect that would sweep the hall, causing everyone in attendance to start blowing their loads.
Gordy was the next one to erupt with his offering. He pulled himself out of my plowed hole and returned to a kneeling position. He then ripped of the condom from his pulsing rod to spew his hardy spunk across my torso. As each of us took their turn at bat, the crowd would show their support by cheering and yelling and snapping more pictures.
The boy who had been kneeling above my head took his turn next. I knew he was ready to cum because just before he withdrew from me, he treated me to a small sample of sweet pre-cum that drizzled into my mouth and down my throat. He took control away from me and I watched him as he charmed his liquid love juice out of his cannon. I was close enough to his cock to be able to see his semen stretch the walls of his urethra as it got ejected out into the air. More camera shutters snapped as the crowd showed their approval for yet another fine display.
The two guys I had been stroking were both barreling headlong towards their own climax. Every one in the hall was now moaning and panting. Each one of them was now deep in the throes of their own passion. As the two boys continued to kneel at my sides, nature took over. Their hips began gyrating back and forth adding more motion to my two stroking hands. They both tried to take control away from me as they approached their summit. This time, I wasn't going to let that happen. I had been stroking these two from the start, and I wanted to take them all the way. I wanted to make them cum now. The two of them got very vocal as I brought both of them over the edge at nearly the same time. As the two cocks in my hands exploded with all the fervor of a wild fire, the crowd, once again demonstrated their delight. More cheers and photos were taken as two more club members were hand carried to a sublime conclusion. I relentlessly pounded the two of them as their sperm trails criss-crossed each other in a sensuous cum dance drenching me with even more male milk.
All the main players had now been expertly serviced and given an above average experience. Even though it was over for the three of them, the festivities were far from over. Now the members of the audience were all nearing their finish. They all started coming over to me, two and three at a time. They added their contributions to the growing artwork on the canvas of my body. More photos were taken as more members cranked out more boy seed than I had ever seen in one place. The last moans of ecstasy and cries of bliss continued on until every last member had come over to me and drained their boyhood of every last drop possible. I had gotten so heavily soaked with cum that the bed sheets had gotten a wet stain two feet around me in all directions.
The boy who had been kneeling above my head walked over to Gordy. The two of them had a brief conversation. After that, Gordy reached over and grabbed the last towel and handed it to me.
Chapter #8
What Did I Do Wrong?
"My God Nico, you had an HFO," Gordy said to me in disbelief. "I'm sorry but I have to take you to the waiting room now."
He grabbed me up and started to walk me across the room. I barely was able to grab up the towel. I hadn't had time to wipe myself off yet, so streams of cum were running down my legs and dripping onto the floor as we walked. I got a little disoriented as he sat me down in the waiting room.
"What's going on?" I asked Gordy
"Here, get yourself cleaned up," he instructed me. "The club is going to adjourn for a closed meeting right now! Then, they're going to want to speak with you. So don't go anywhere!"
I was sitting in this little room, stark naked. My clothes were nowhere to be seen. I was completely covered with the sperm of fifteen or more guys. The only thing I had with me was this small hand towel I'd been clutching. Where the hell did he think I was going to go? I was excited and scared at the same time and I got the distinct impression I did something inappropriate.
"What happened?" I asked him. "What did I do wrong? What is that HMO thing I did?"
"Not HMO, HFO," he corrected. "You had a fucking `Hands Free Orgasm' man."
Gordy left the room and once again, I was left alone. I still didn't understand exactly what was going on. I didn't get the chance to thank everyone yet. Just how much trouble was I in anyway?
While I was waiting, I took the opportunity to clean myself off. Shortly after I finished, Gordy returned for me.
"They are ready to receive you now," Gordy said with an almost regal inflection.
He escorted me across the room and back to the same bed in the center of the room. I noticed that the soiled sheets had been replaced with a satin lined comforter. Gordy stood with me this time as we waited at the foot of the bed until all the members would return. A few moments later the doors opened and just like before the line of naked boys entered the room in single file. They all took positions around the bed. Now, the full compliment of boys comprising this club's full ranking was present. I counted them as seventeen members in all had gathered around us in a circle. The last boy in line approached us and stood directly in front of Gordy and myself. It was the boy I had sucked off, the one who knelt above my head.
Chapter #9
The President's Speech
Gordy broke the silence and introduced us.
"Nico, this is Elder Robert. He is the Chapter President. Elder Robert, this is my best friend Nicholas Harris, Nico to his friends. I hereby request membership on his behalf."
"Do you vouch for him?" Elder Robert questioned.
"I do," he answered confidently.
"Nico," Elder Robert turned to address me, "you have demonstrated to us to be a very unique individual. One... you have fulfilled your required activities by raising over one hundred dollars in a fund-raising car wash."
"Two... we have observed your desirable attitude as you showed great restraint and strength of character throughout your initiation."
"Three... you displayed a great spirit of adventure with your participation above and beyond the average recruit."
"And four... you performed a full-on HFO. That is a very rare occurrence indeed. In fact, no one here had ever witnessed one before, including myself."
"There is one more thing. Precedence exists in the Crazy 8 Club membership bylaws. In article #51, Paragraph #14. The law states:
`Any recruit having an HFO during an initiation ceremony is to be granted instant membership.'
"Furthermore, instead of the inductee having to perform the rituals of licking the assholes of all present at their initiation, it is we who must do this for you in recognition of allowing us to witness the rarest of rare events. All the photos taken today will be entered into the records as being adequate proof of your loyalty."
"Thank you," I said to Elder Robert with great enthusiasm. "I can't remember when I've been this happy!"
"Well, without further a due," Elder Robert announced, "please assume the position there on the bed, and let the butt liking begin."
One by one, each Crazy 8 Club member introduced themselves to me. They gave me one firm tongue-swipe across my tender young asshole starting with the President himself, followed by the chief officers and continuing all the way down to the smallest junior member.
As Gordy and I made our way back home, he taught me all the things I needed to know about being a Crazy 8'er. He filled me in on the secret hailing sign used in every place a club exists to announce to other members that one is a genuine Crazy 8 visitor. I was very happy now that I was a full fledged member of a real sex club for boys. No longer will I need to only imagine what it would be like to suck a cock or fondle an ass. Now, I can just go to a Crazy 8 Club meeting anywhere in the world and do it for real. A lot had happened to me in the last few days. I went from having no one in my life, to gaining a new boyfriend and becoming an instant member in good standing of the most prestigious secret all boys sex club in the world. This turned out to be the most memorable week of my entire life, one that I will cherish forever.
End of Part One