Date: Sat, 10 Oct 2015 18:29:00 +0000 (UTC)
From: Robert Gagnon <robertjgagnon@yahoo.com>
Subject: Kissing Ass

Kissing Ass

We were all within a year or two of being 15, in high school, and some on
the team were friends, but all I knew.  This is the soccer team, playing at
school, but also on weekends and after school.

For the weekend games, usually in the afternoon, we played on a field just
a few minutes walk from my house.  Most of the other kids used bicycles to
get there.  We didn't dress in any particular way, shorts of course, but
not necessarily soccer shoes - it was very informal.  But the play was,
well, playful, but also competitive and aggressive.  When someone fumbled
or fucked up, those on our team yelled at the offender pretty good.

One warm day, I was sitting there waiting for the others to arrive on their
bikes.  The most athletic guy of the group, Jason, was sitting next to me.
Out of the blue, he said, we could make this more interesting, when a guy
fucks up.  Anyone on our team who fucks up should kiss the ass of the rest
of us after the game.  I can remember his words to this day, ten years
later!

And while I had never kissed anyone's ass before, the sex of it all was
pretty much instantly impressed in my mind, especially since I had been
jacking off with two guys (separately - they did not know each other), Mark
and Joey.  Sometimes it was more than jacking off, it was kind of a long
progression of explorations.

Anyhow, I said, what do you mean?  Jason said well, when the other guys get
here, I want to say we need to improve our game.  There'll be no fucking
up, and if you do, then you have to kiss some ass, down below the field
where the trees and bushes are by the stream.  We had usually 5 or 6 guys
on our team, and 5 or 6 on the other.  Really our two teams were just one
regular team from school but split on half, and we always split the same
way, just used toI guess.

So amazingly enough, when they were all there Jason said, hey, I want to
explain something to you, and damned if he didn't explain it exactly.
There were assorted groans, and yucks, but no-one was opted out, probably
because Jason was the Big Man.

We start the game, and the other team had no idea of our plan.  Well,
through no premeditated intention whatsoever, I was the one to fuck up and
passed the ball really badly and the other team git it and make a goal in
one fast kick.  I knew it was a fuck up, but there were other fumbles too.
We lost, and headed back to our bikes.  Jason said, let's go down to the
stream and he said, Rob, you fucked up so you know what you need to do.
Lie down on your back.  Jason was first.  He put his short down and
undershorts down around his ankles and squatted down on my face and lips.
He said kiss it.  I tried kissing his cheek, and tried to get up but he
said no, you have to kiss the ass.  So I did.  It smelled as you might
expect: sweaty and musky.  He stood up and I, and the rest of us noticed
his cock was hard.

I guess this is a good time to describe Jason, before I describe kissing
the other asses.  Jason was 15, and muscular.  He has dark hair and darker
eyes, almost black and there was quite a bit of hair on his legs and
forearms.  But the most interesting feature was his really nice and curling
lips.

All the guys, so 3 more, squatting on my face and I kissed their holes.
They didn't linger with their shorts off.  Jason said, so that is the plan.
Sorry Rob but you fucked up, and next time someone else might fuck up.  I
do not think Jason thought he would ever fuck up!

We were a pretty tight knit group, and fortunately nothing was said at all
about this episode.  Until the following weekend.  Then Jason said,
remember what happens, and looked at all of us.  I felt my cock twitch when
he said it.

Needless to say, the inevitable happened but this time not my fuck up!  So
it was Mark, my friend who I'd been fooling around with for two years, who
has to do the kissing.  I was second in line to sit on his face, and I knew
his habits, so I said, "kiss it a little more, I don't think that was good
enough, and he did.  I had a really bad hardon by then and I was jacking
myself a little.  I got up for the next guy and I didn't pull up my shorts.
I just stood there jacking while Michael has his ass kissed.  No one said
anything.  Michael was on Mark a little longer and mark was kissing his
hole a few times.

This turned into a jackoff party with the guys getting there ass kissed.
Mark was hard, and lying there.  He got up and we all jacked off, and
someone said mark did a "good job man".

Over the afternoons and weekends, we followed the same pattern.  Several of
us, including me would wear our jockstraps.  There was never anyone sucking
dick, just jacking off.  And of course the loser kissing our holes.  The
only one who didn't lose was Jason.  And he was always the first to take a
seat.  Most of the the guys was kiss the holes, but Mark could be convinced
with suggestion to lick our holes.  I think he was the most popular loser.
We would watch him pretty well, sticking his tongue into those buttholes.
Sometimes a guy would come while Mark was licking.  It was hot.

I remember one time midway through the game I went off to some bushes and
took a dump.  I used some long grass to wipe myself.  I didn't think much
of it until after the game and Mark was licking again.  I sat on his face.
I wondered what he was thinking, but he didn't way anything, he just licked
my asshole nicely, probably about 5 minutes or so and I shot a load.

A few days later when I was with him, he told me my hole was dirty but he
really liked it.  We were regular fuck buddies.  We'd suck each other, but
never kiss on the lips.  He used to swallow my cum all the time.  Now we
had a new thing, and that was eating each other's holes.  I wasn't into a
dirty hole but he liked it.  He could eat and actually tongue fuck my hole
for what seemed like at least half and hour.

All this went over for two years, with the team, then for reasons I do not
know it lessened.  I think some of the guys were doing girls.  But Mark and
I continued.  I think he sucked out my hole at least 200 times in a 3 year
period.  It was great.  Oddly enough he is married now, and lives a few
towns away.