Date: Tue, 19 Sep 2023 13:15:43 -0500 From: None Subject: The Naughty Boys Club - Part Fourteen This is a completely fictional story that involves youthful boys forming a sex club. It is based in the state of Alabama, located in the deep southern USA. The story was written with grammatical errors in an effort to emulate the local accent and speech used there. The story has no plot or romance, but is purely about boys having sex. No adults are involved. Be aware that there is a great deal of profanity used in this story. Please donate to Nifty, as no other site would even consider publishing such a story. **** Author's Note **** This is the last part of the story. The introduction says that there is no plot or romance, however that is only partially true. Readers may have picked up on several clues dropped along the way that might indicate otherwise. The conclusion remains a mystery, only to be discerned by the reader. The Naughty Boys Club -- Part Fourteen Some things had changed in the NBC. Andy was only there twice each week, so visits were specially planned around the arrival of the cum-shooter champion, and he certainly lived up to his title. Brady missed a week due to summer camp, and everyone wondered what antics he got up to there, hoping that he didn't break the club secrecy rule. Although champion George had managed to take Andy's large rod and David's power pole, albeit with some pain and effort on his part, it was agreed that Tyler's little ass was off-limits to the beasts. He was just too small and fragile. They didn't object, not wanting to hurt the kid. However, Tyler had managed to partially take DuWayne's slender cock in both his ass and mouth. Another thing notably different was that, even though Tyler became a fuck-toy for everyone else, and thoroughly enjoyed it, he always gravitated toward Jimmy John. The NBC was about naughty sex, not love, yet Tyler continued his infatuation, always preferring to cuddle and kiss with him. Jimmy John had also changed in the process. He had figured out that, while getting a special thrill from the idea of taking a willing, innocent boy for the first time, it went away almost immediately after it was complete. Although great for sex, George and Tyler no longer had the allure they once had. The NBC continued for another two weeks, after which school began. Not surprisingly, and as Jimmy John had predicted from the start, George was a sexual beast, the naughtiest boy of all, and remained the champion, taking everything anyone had to offer. After that, it was impossible for all members to meet together at the same time. One Friday afternoon during the fall teacher conference break from school, George came bounding over driven by his usual demented lust. Although a large thunderstorm was brewing, thus preventing others from attending, Jimmy John and Billy Bob gave in to his desperate pleas and spit-roasted the little devil before sending him home. Though disappointed, at least he had taken a load down his throat and up his ass, and both boys had double-tortured his little boner until he squealed and screamed. The storm rolled in with a sudden vengeance, darkening the sky, while sending ominous rumbles of distant thunder that quickly approached. Billy Bob was sitting on the couch, while Jimmy John was also there, lying on his back, and his head cradled in Billy Bob's lap. Both had their eyes closed, enveloped in after-orgasm glow, yet both could sense that something was very different. Billy Bob gently ran his left hand over the beautiful, smooth chest and belly until Jimmy John reached up with his right, interlocking fingers. "You gay, Billy Bob?" Jimmy John softly asked, hoping he wouldn't get punched in the mouth. Only a few moments passed. "I don't rightly know. If Sarah Jane came in here and asked me to fuck her, I might just try, so I'm not certain if that makes me bi or what. One thing I know for sure is that I like boy-fun, especially suck'n cock, and ain't gonna give it up, so I sure ain't straight. How about you?" he quietly replied, clasping the hand even tighter. Jimmy John thought for a moment, glad that he still had all of his teeth. "I'm pretty sure I'm queer as hell. Sarah Jane is cute and all, but that pussy would just shy me away. Me and Ty done more than suck'n and fuck'n. We done kiss'n, cuddl'n and mak'n out. Hell, he even claims to love me. Ain't heard that from nobody in a thousand years. Damn, it feels as good as suck'n and fuck'n, maybe even better," he shared, returning the firmer grasp. "Yah, I seen that, and it didn't make me happy. Don't really know why, but I guess I was jealous some, wish'n it was me instead," Billy Bob divulged. "We been best friends forever, and started this club together, but never even tried such things." There was a long pause as both boys were immersed in their own thoughts, hands together. "Well, we done kiss'n, and both liked it, so I think we should do more," Jimmy John offered. Sitting up, they cuddled their smooth, hairless bodies together, gently caressing each other. Billy Bob leaned into Jimmy John's neck, and softly kissed it. "Mmmm, that feels so damn good, just like before," Jimmy John purred. They ran their hands over each other, Billy Bob kissing and licking even more, as if a hungry animal. "Don't know what you're made of, but ya still smell and taste so good I wanna eat ya up," Billy Bob said with a low growl. Together, they gently prowled over each other with their hands and tongues. Jimmy John was the first to probe lips with his tongue, which Billy Bob readily accepted. They kissed deeply, tongues sword-fighting, while groping each other as if for the first time. Finally coming up for air, Billy Bob suddenly pulled Jimmy John into a crushing embrace, burying his face into his neck. "Damn you, Jimmy John! I fear you're gonna make me fall in love," he groaned, not knowing whether to be happy or angry. "Too late, Billy Bob, `cause I already beat you to it," Jimmy John softly responded. Silence briefly reigned between them as the sky became black, rumbles of thunder increasing. "You ain't just my best friend, but I think I loved ya since we were kids. Don't know why, but I wanted you to be my lover, though I didn't even know what the hell that meant. Now that we're older, I hope that don't push you away from me," Jimmy John confessed. He began to shed a few tears, and feared the worst. Instead of pushing him away, Billy Bob held him even closer. "We may have just been kids, but I felt the same way. Every time we went to the swimm'n hole, don't you think I pondered that beautiful body? Don't you remember the time we were up in the tree house hold'n each other tight as a storm blew in with lightning and thunder enough to make us nearly mess ourselves? It was then that I knew I loved you, and we were one, but never dared admit it to myself, much less you," Billy Bob gently revealed. Both were quiet for a short time, not feeling any need to say a word. "Not only that, but you didn't `accidentally' bust in on my jerk session three months ago. I knew you were com'n over, and set it up so you'd catch me. I wanted you so bad, but couldn't bring myself to come right out and say so," Billy Bob finally continued. Jimmy John sniffled a bit, then smiled. "Sneaky bastard. Did you get the response ya wanted?" "I had to play shocked at first, but that's exactly what I was hop'n for. You said ya knew we had to share someday, and that was sure what I wanted to hear," Billy Bob said. The thunderstorm increased dramatically, releasing torrents of rain, flashes of lightning enough to blind the eye and thunder that rattled the windows, pushing both into an almost desperate clutch. "I want you to fuck me, Jimmy John," Billy Bob whispered into his ear. "Won't do that, Billy Bob, but I'll make love with you," he softly answered. They broke their heated embrace and stood up, facing each other. Jimmy John kissed Billy Bob deeply and tenderly. "You know what we never done before?" he asked. "What's that?" Billy Bob replied. "We ain't never fucked on a bed like regular folks do." "Well, maybe we ain't regular folks, but we can change that right now," Billy Bob smiled, pulling his lover onto his chest and carrying him to his bedroom downstairs, bringing the butter tub with him. Billy Bob released Jimmy John from his grasp, then pulled the covers on his bed completely down to the base. "How you wanna do this?" he asked. Looking at the smooth sheets, Jimmy John said, "lie down on your back, and put your head on the pillow." Billy Bob did as told, eager and anxious, his heart racing. "Let's try it like regular folks, or at least as best we know how, but shouldn't we close and lock the door?" Jimmy John asked. "What the fuck for? It's only us. I ain't got no kid sisters like you do. Nobody's gonna bust in on us," Billy Bob confidently retorted, his mind suddenly warped with both lust and love. Jimmy John was raging with new feelings. He straddled Billy Bob's waist, then leaned forward to kiss his lips, putting his hands on the bed for support. They both began feasting on each other, alternating between deep kisses, tiny pecks and dancing tongues as Billy Bob roved his hands over the smooth back and ass above him. Finally breaking away, Jimmy John began his journey south. He crept back to Billy Bob's thighs, feeling his hard cock slide through his crack. Sucking and licking his way, he stopped to admire Billy Bob's nipples. "You got nice titties," he playfully said, slathering his tongue around the dark buds and small mounds. Billy Bob arched his back, and started squirming, his eyes clamped shut. "Damn you! Shit, I never knew boy-tits could feel like this. You keep that up, and I'll bust right now!" he warned as he grabbed the blond head of hair torturing him. Jimmy John was thrilled with the new experiences as they unfolded, but wanted that load going into him, not onto his chest. He abandoned his suckling, moved his body down, pushed Billy Bob's legs back and attacked the pussy waiting for him. He lapped and kissed it, then bored his tongue into the opening, but wasn't going to spend much time on the hole he had eaten so many times before. Instead, he quickly grabbed some butter, greasing it and his hard cock. Leaning forward, he steered the pink head to the pucker and slid it in. The rain was pouring down overhead, and a loud clap of thunder interrupted them for only a moment. Jimmy John entered him fully, then leaned forward onto his elbows, grabbing Billy Bob's shoulders from behind and staring into his face. Their eyes locked, Jimmy John said, "wrap your legs around mine, and let's make love." Billy Bob did just that, welding their bodies together as never before. With eyes still interlocked, Jimmy John began a slow, gentle thrusting, something they had never done before. He felt Billy Bob's hands grasp his smooth ass cheeks firmly, urging him forward and faster, until pulling him onto his body. Tiny kisses followed, interspersed with the deep merging of their lips. "Mmmmmm. So good, so good, but if you really love me, then gimme your seed. Do it. I need it now. Please!" Billy Bob softly pleaded into Jimmy John's neck. A wild ride of sensations and visions then ensued. Clutching each other like mating animals, Jimmy John's cock exploded as never before. He pumped and pumped, disgorging violent blasts of youthful sperm as he saw stars and explosions before his clenched eyes. Holding him tightly to his body, Billy Bob adored the new feeling of being loved, not just fucked, but couldn't hold out any longer. Their bodies smashed together, he detonated, not knowing where his load could possibly go. Jimmy John could the feel the humping and squish between their bellies, and knew that Billy Bob had delivered his cream. One the one hand, he was insanely happy that they had actually made love for the first time. On the other, he was bitterly disappointed because he wanted Billy Bob to do the same to him, yet knew well enough to understand that, once reaching the breaking point, there was no going back. "Wowser, that was a blast I'll never forget," Billy Bob managed to groan as Jimmy John panted into his neck. Finally releasing each other, Jimmy John climbed off of the hot body, then slowly started licking up the seed Billy Bob had sown before curling them together onto their sides facing each other. "We gonna bust up the club?" Billy Bob asked. Jimmy John thought for awhile. "Billy Bob, we both like fuck'n, suck'n and talk'n dirty. The NBC is like a box a chocolates. You never know what's inside. That's always the surprise, and what makes it so fun. Don't see any reason why we can't keep hav'n naughty fun, so long as there ain't no lov'n involved," he reasoned. "That makes sense to me, but you said Ty already loves ya," Billy Bob chided him. "You're right, and I forgot to tell ya that we already got wedd'n plans made," Jimmy John chuckled. "And George is gonna be the best man, suck'n the preacher off as he performs the ceremony!" Billy Bob tittered, then pulled them together into a deep kiss. As rounds of thunder increased, they held each other closely, kissing and cuddling as they squeezed each other's smooth, firm buns. "Love me forever?" Billy Bob softly asked. "'Til death do us part," Jimmy John tenderly replied. As they continued to snuggle, fondle and kiss, Billy Bob suddenly froze to something he instantly recognized, wrapping Jimmy John into a tight embrace, clutching their bodies together as if cemented. It was the unmistakable sound of ice cubes in a glass clinking together as the bourbon whiskey was gulped down. "Fuck'n faggots!"