Date: Thu, 5 Dec 2019 08:57:00 +0000 From: Andrew Passey Subject: The Village Part 9 (Young Friends) We had a birthday celebration lunch and then Sam opened all his presents. There were quite a lot of them, not only were they wealthy so money no object, I also suspected Sam's Dad felt very bad about what he'd us into, and rightly to be honest! Sam's favourite present was a big art and drawing kit, he was great at drawing, and he told me he'd draw a picture of me. "Maybe with no clothes on" he said with a giggle, "Sam!" His Mum said. "Only joking Mum!" he said and winked at me mouthing "or am I" causing me to blush. After lunch I thanked the Bradley's politely and said I should head home. They then surprised me. His parents had also got me a present: a moleskin notebook and a smart pen. They told me that having me around was like having another son which I was very touched and happy about. "You should come and stay here more, we love having you here and it's nice for Sam to have someone he cares about so much stay over" Sam's Mum said causing me to blush slightly. Did she know what was going on? What we'd be doing? I didn't even want to think about that. I headed outside and Sam and his dad came out to say goodbye. "I can walk you home if you like" said Mr Bradley, "no one will bother you if I do" he said. I thanked him but said it would only delay the inevitable. "As you said; we have our responsibilities and having an escort would only help me evade them for a short while. I need to face it. Anyway, I might make it home without seeing anyone!" I said hopefully, Mr Bradley gave me an approving nod and said he was pleased I was being so grown up about it. "I guess Sam could walk me home" I said winking at him. "No fucking way! I'm not leaving the house until Monday" said Sam. I smiled and said I was only joking. He said goodbye and he then whispered softly in my ear so his Dad couldn't hear: "Every time you suck a dick, just close your eyes and pretend it's mine. That's what I'll be doing. I can't wait until I suck your sweet tasting love rocket again". We both giggled and I said I'd see him on Monday, as I walked away my mind was whirring. Things had changed for me so much already but what was to come next? I looked down towards the village from the hill, all those houses with their tiled roofs, looking so quaint and cosy, but each one potentially containing a dick I'd have to suck, I slowly walked down the hill and into the village. The river was flowing quickly as I crossed the bridge, glistening in the early afternoon sunshine. It was too nice a day to let the shock of this morning affect my mood I decided. I wasn't far from home when I heard my name called, I looked up to see Jim waving from his bedroom window. I walked over to the house and he shouted down "Happy Birthday.". He invited me to pop in for a chat and he'd got me a present, he said he was home alone but the door was open. I opened the door and headed up to his bedroom. He slapped me on the shoulder, "Big day eh!" He said and laughed slightly nervously, I laughed back and said "I'd say like you wouldn't believe it but of course it's already happened for you".". Jim went to his cupboards and pulled something out, "Happy Birthday, I've been working on this for a while" he said and gave me a piece of wood that he'd whittled and carved out into a plane. "I thought it would remind you of your Dad" he said. I was almost overcome with tears. He left the room and came back and I'd pulled myself together. He sat on the edge of the bed "What's your plan for the rest of the day?" He asked. I said I had to be home by 3 for a birthday celebration. Jim looked thoughtful, "That's a pity, would have been a good opportunity for a long chat. Listen, why don't you come over for a chat tomorrow? It was all such a shock for me when I turned 13, that first week was, well let's just saw my jaw ached for days. I'll tell you all about how I've got on, any tips and advice etc. I didn't really have anyone to talk to about it, you guys were still 12. At least you've got me, Gareth and Sam. I could come over to yours but I'll be honest I wouldn't mind a weekend off sucking dick and if James sees me he's bound to want a few goes". I said that was fine and that I'd come over about 11. "But even if you had to suck James you could get him to suck you back" I said. "Yeah but for some reason it's been a weirdly busy week and I'd like a quiet weekend with no dick sucking really. Also, and no offence, but you know rules are rules. So I can easily get my dick sucked with no need to suck back this weekend". I looked at him and then realisation slowly dawned on me.. "Oh....You mean me?" "Yeah sorry mate, but look at this way, I'd much rather the first dick I'd sucked had been a good friend's one rather than Pat Thomas's frankly pretty huge one." I did giggle slightly and say that was appreciated but that might not be the first one I'd sucked that day. "Ah, you and Sam getting some practice in" he said with a raised eyebrow, "well this can be your first decent sized dick then, I've just washed it so it's clean" he said and pulled his shorts and pants down. Jim was 6 months older than me and it showed, his soft dick was just over 3 inches and plump, the same sort of size James was when I first saw his dick. I got on my knees between his legs, licked it with my tongue and put in in my mouth. He hardened instantly, I pulled off him to see the size of his dick hard, it was not too far off 5 inches. Jim saw me and smiled, "Yeah it's maybe the biggest in our year I think and actually bigger than a few boys in the year above!" I went back to sucking it, doing the best job I could. James moaned and groaned and with a big groan grunt he came in my mouth, shooting more cum than Sam did. I swallowed it down and kept my mouth on him as he leaked a bit more cum, once he'd softened I pulled off him. He ruffled my hair, "Wow, you did a good job, I've had much worse than what you just did. I'm already looking forward to tomorrow! Actually.....if you don't mind...." he said and I noticed he was hardening again. I sighed quietly, got on my knees and sucked him again. He lasted longer this time and my jaw was starting to ache when he shot in my mouth again. "If only you didn't have to go back home now....." he said wistfully looking at the clock that said 2.52pm. I was surprisingly hard from sucking Jim,I realised that doing it might make my body horny and I guess I'd have get used to it. I also realised that if one of my best friends was going to use my mouth twice in ten minutes than I was in for a long week of dick sucking. I stood up and Jim saw I was hard, he looked at me, "Don't tell anyone" he said and he pulled my pants down and wanked me off quickly, I came on his hand with a grunt and said thanks. He smiled and said, "It's your birthday, i can't let you go without getting you off, and can't let you go outside with that sticking out, you'd have someone's eye out!" He cleaned me up and I pulled my pants and shorts back up, thanked him for the presents and said I'd see him tomorrow. "You certainly will, we can chat things through, and well you know...." he said pointing at his dick. I went to leave and he said " Hold on Rob! Some advice I wish I'd been given at the start. Firstly, everyone has to do this. Earning respect might not get you an easier ride but it does mean people will look out for you. Most importantly, keep a written record of who you suck! I lost count of the number of boys I'd sucked that first week, it was almost certainly over 20% of the boys but it was a blur of dicks and boys and I lost count. Write down everyone you suck so that if you get to boy number 14 you can refuse." "Thanks Jim, great advice!" I said. I opened my new notebook and with my new pen wrote: *Dicks I've sucked*. Below that I wrote: Week 1: 1. Jim. Saturday 2.40pm and 2.45pm. Approx size: 3 inches soft, 4 3/4 hard. Hair: dark. He was very nice and wanked me off for my birthday. I closed the book, said goodbye, noticed I had only a couple of minutes to get home and rushed out the door...