Date: Wed, 26 Oct 2005 21:15:09 EDT
From: adama1416@aol.com
Subject: Halloween at Bald Rock by L.Ray

Happy Halloween Readers!  Here is a little tid bit, a treat if you will, to
wet your appetites for the goodies of Trick or Treat night.  This is a work
of complete fiction, all of the characters and events are products of my
own little overactive imagination, and any resemblence to persons living or
dead is purely coincidence.  Remember, If you are not old enough to be
reading this, or if it is illegal where you live, then you need to move on
now!  This story involves sex between young teens, as well as young teens
and adults.  In a perfect world, condoms are non-existant, however, we
don't live in a perfect world so please play safe, wear a condom for your
sexcapades!  All emails happily answered, except flamers, they will be
happily sent to live out their days in the wonderful world of Delete! You
can write me adama1416@aol.com

Halloween at Bald Rock
by L. Ray mail to adama1416@aol.com
Chapter 1

It began pretty much like any other fall day.  Joey and John Taylor got out
of their beds, showered and dressed, and went to the kitchen to have
breakfast, before leaving for school.  It was a big year for the twins;
they were finally in middle school.  No more little kids to get in their
way in the halls, no sharing the cafeteria with them, and most of all, no
more Mr. Ray, their old elementary principal.

Thomas Ray was just too weird to suit the twins, as well as most of their
friends.  He had all those strange looking pictures on the walls in his
inner office, not to mention burning incense all the time, and that music
that he played in the office, talk about weird?  It was just down right
freaky, or maybe spooky would be a better word.  Sometimes it would be some
sort of chanting sounds, sometimes it sounded sort of Irish, Scottish, or
something like that, and sometimes it was just drums and bells. But the
point is, it was always strange.  And the man never wore anything but
black.  Black pants, black shirts, black socks and shoes, black ties and
black jackets.  Even his car was black, and the windows on the car were all
tinted black too.  It was all a little scary to the twins.

Then there was his house.  When he first moved to town, back when the twins
started first grade, he bought the old Grandstaff Mansion.  The mansion was
the spookiest house in the whole world as far as they knew.

It sat way up on the hill overlooking the town.  The house had three
stories to it, and big towers on each end, and a black slate roof.  And a
bunch of old trees that looked like big skeletons when the leaves were gone
surrounded it.  Then there was the big stone and iron fence.  The fence
went all the way across the front of the house, and then back each side,
well past the house, and it had a great big double iron gate, that made you
think of the entrance to a cemetery in the ghost stories.  Every month, on
the full moon there were torches burning in the yard, and they wound up the
trail that goes to the top of Bald Rock behind the mansion.  Stories about
Bald Rock are abundant, but the one that everyone agrees on is that nothing
has grown on Bald Rock, for over 100 years.  Nothing, that is, except for
the briars that cover the hill from the back of the Mansion, all the way to
the top of the hill, and there is never anything green on the hill, ever!
There is even a path that runs back and forth up the hill from somewhere
behind the house.  The legends and stories all say that the Grandstaff's
were a family of witches who did a lot of bad stuff on top of Bald Rock
back in the old days, before there was a town here.

Some of the stories tell about them bringing back the dead to do their
bidding.  Some tell that they called demons from another world, and some
others say that they called the old time Gods, releasing them to walk the
earth .  Whatever it was that they did up there, it just made Mr. Ray seem
that much spookier.

Joey and John's grandpa had told them one time that the last of the
Grandstaff family died in the old house back in the late 1930s, which means
that the big old house sat empty for nearly 70 years before Mr. Ray bought
it.  He even bought all the spooky old furniture that was in the mansion.

As the boys left their house, they kissed their mom bye, and ran to catch
the school bus at the corner.  The other kids were still getting onto the
bus so they did not have to rush too much.  As they got on the bus, they
spoke to the driver, Mr. Shakle and went to take their seats.  John sat
next to his friend Tony, and Joey took a seat next to his friend Mark,
directly across the aisle from each other. The four boys were busily
talking to the boys in the seats in front of them about Halloween, which
was coming up in less than a week.

As the bus pulled from the curb, Mr. Shakle yelled to the boys to sit
facing the front of the bus and quiet down.  The boys immediately sat back
into their seats, but they continued to talk quietly, or at least as
quietly as 13-year-old boys are capable of doing.  Darrin Shakle was a
good-looking man, but he stood about six feet tall, and was built sort of
like a body builder.  He had dark hair and dark eyes to match.  He actually
looked younger than his 35 years.

 Oddly enough, all eight boys had the same class first every morning,
Language Arts, so they went to their lockers and put their things away and
then headed for the classroom.

Mr. Belden, their Language Arts teacher, was also a little on the weird
side.  He had a candle burning on each of the front corners of his desk, as
well as one on each of the three windowsills along the wall.  James Belden
was about 34, and had been teaching at the school for just over eight
years.  He was not a tall man, only about five foot eight, and slim built.
He was always friendly and outgoing with the kids, and the boys really
liked him.  As the class bell rang, everyone got their Language Arts books
and folders out and put them on top of their desks.

"This morning class, we will be doing something a little different.  I know
that we do not start Literature Appreciation until next term, but seeing as
how it is almost Halloween, I have decided that we will all read a story
that compliments the season.  Joey, David, Mark, will you boys please come
to the front of the room and pass out these books?"

The three boys got up from their seats, and moved to the front, each
retrieving a stack of books from the teacher's desk, and passed them out to
the other students.  Once every student had a book, the three boys returned
to their seats.

"The Witches of Bald Rock, by Louis James Grandstaff." read Mr. Belden,
"Everyone please turn to page one."

The students followed along as their teacher read aloud to the class.  The
boys all looked at one another, eyebrows raised, as they returned their
attention to the books and Mr. Belden reading.  As the bell rang, signaling
the change of classes, the eight boys approached the teacher.

"Mr. Belden, would it be possible for us to take the books home with us?"
Joey asked.  "Please, Mr. Belden" the others chimed in in unison.

"Well, boys, as you can probably tell, these books are pretty old, so I
don't know?"

"Please, Mr. Belden, we'll take really good care of them!"

"As it so happens, I do have additional copies, so if you all promise, to
take excellent care of them, I guess that I can allow it, but you can't let
any of the other students know, and I'm afraid that I must also insist that
you not tell your parents either!  I don`t think that they would approve of
me letting you boys run loose with books that talk about Witches."

The boys promised solemnly, and hurried out the door, tucking the books
into their backpacks as they left.  Mr. Belden smiled wickedly, as the boys
left the classroom.

The rest of the day went by as usual, with nothing too much out of the
ordinary happening.  On the bus ride home that afternoon, they all agreed
to meet at Mark's house, since his parents were never home on Mondays until
late.  Wednesdays, they all met up at Joey and John's house, because that
was the night that most of their parents got together at Mark's to play
bridge.  Then on Fridays, they pretty much had their pick of houses to get
together at, because all their parents normally went out then.

The eight boys hurried down to Mark's basement to his play room as Mark
opened the old refrigerator in the corner and started passing out cokes to
everyone.  Within minutes, all eight were butt naked and seated on one or
the other of the two large couches that were in the middle of the large
room.

Joey and Mark had paired off and were casually stroking each other's young
teen cocks, just as John and Tony, David and Billy, and Jerry and Steve
were all doing.  In a short while, some of the pairs had switched to the
floor, laying in the 69 position, and feverishly sucking each other's hard,
young cocks.  With their couch virtually empty, Joey was between Marks
extended and raised legs, fucking his friend for all he was worth.  Joey
was the first to shoot his hot cum into his friend's ass, followed by John
shooting into Tony's mouth.  David was now fucking furiously into Billy's
young ass and Jerry and Steve were still sucking each other with a passion.

Joey and Mark had changed positions, as had John and Tony, and Mark was
fucking Joey, while Tony fucked John.  Jerry and Steve had switched
partners with David and Billy and from the sounds they were making, they
were all four shooting their loads, David into Jerry, and Steve into Billy,
and vice versa.

When Mark shot his hot young sperm into Joey's tight, 13 year old ass, he
collapsed on top of him.  At almost the same moment, Tony shot his load
into John's young ass.  The eight boys lay, twisted and tangled around one
another for several minutes, breathless, when they started to separate and
return to their cokes, and just sitting on the floor in somewhat of a
circle.

This had been a regular scene for the boys since they first discovered the
joy of mutual masturbation and sucking early in April, before the last
school year ended.  Sometimes, they would get together on Saturdays and
have all day romps, changing partners frequently, fucking, sucking, and
jacking, until they were all sore, but they had to really be careful on
Saturdays, because some of the parents were always at home.  The dads might
go play golf, but the moms were home, or the moms would go shopping, and
the dads would be home.  Once in a while, they would get really lucky and
the moms and dads would all be gone at the same time.  On the Saturdays
when there was not a house they could go to, they would go to the woods
behind the school, where they had built a fort.  The fort was large enough
that they had plenty of room to spread out, and it was well concealed in
the thick forest so they had no fear of discovery.

As the boys were sitting around the room, Joey got up and went to pick up
his backpack.

"Let's read some more from the books."

The other's all agreed and scampered to get the books from their backpacks
as well.

Total silence fell on the room as each boy read his book, to himself.
After a few minutes, the only sound that could be heard in the room was the
turning of pages, and the occasional slurp on the cans of coke.  It wasn't
too long before the shadows began to fall on the room, and the boys
realized that it was getting late. They quickly put the books away and got
their clothes on as they left Mark's basement to head to their respective
homes.

The next morning, as the eight boys waited for the school bus, it was
decided that they would change their routing and head for the fort to
continue reading, from where they would leave off in class.

When they arrived at school, they were disappointed to learn that
Mr. Belden was not at school.  The substitute had them doing the routine
work that was in the class outline.  With it being Tuesday, the boys had
gym class for their fifth period, and since none of them was into football,
or basketball, they all asked their gym teacher, Mr. Long, if they could
read instead.  Mr. Long was also their swimming coach, and reluctantly
agreed that they could, so long as they still dressed out, and showered at
the end of class.  The boys hurried to the locker room and changed into
their shorts, T-shirts, and sneakers, and then headed for the upper corner
of the gym to read further in their secret books.

Walter Long was the boy's favorite teacher.  He was about five foot eleven,
and built very well.  He had dark wavy hair that he kept cut short, and
deep set brown eyes.  He had been a swimmer most of his life.  It was
rumored that he almost went to the Olympics once, while he was still a
teenager.  Now, at 32, he coached the middle and high school swimming
teams.

When he blew the whistle for the boys to head to the locker room to shower,
he called the eight from the top corner to join him on the floor.

"Those must be some special books for you boys to sit that quietly through
the whole Gym period."

"They're really cool.," replied David, "Mr. Belden let us borrow them, but
we're not supposed to let any of the other kids know that we have them."

"Well, if Mr. Belden has that much confidence in you boys, you can read
them during class on Thursday as well, as long as you don't get loud and
cause trouble.  Now go get your showers and come see me before you head to
last class, and I'll give you hall passes so it won't count against you for
being late.."

The boys headed for the locker room as Mr. Long picked up the bulk of the
equipment that some of the boys had left on the Gym floor.  The last of the
other boys were heading out of the double doors that led into the hallway
to the classroom area, and the eight boys had the locker room all to their
selves.  They sat on the bench that divided the locker banks and began
stripping off their Gym clothes.  As the last of the boys, Joey, was
pulling his jock strap over his feet, Mr. Long walked through the locker
room, looking the eight boys over slightly, as he headed to his office
across from the shower area.  The boys didn't notice that Mr. Long hadn't
shut the door to his office as they got under the showerheads and began to
lather themselves with shampoo and soap.

Mr. Long, seated at his desk, had a perfect view of the eight boys as they
showered, and watched the boys intently, safe in the knowledge that they
didn't see him watching them because of the steam and soap, not to mention
the bright lights that shown down from the ceiling, allowing him a clear
view through the steam, but obscuring the boys view to the outside of the
shower area.  He smiled as the boys grabbed at one another's young cocks
and asses, oblivious to their teachers gaze, while they played under the
water.

When they left the shower area, towels wrapped loosely about young frames
and displaying half-erect young cocks, he handed each of them a Hall Pass
with his signature stamped boldly across the bottom.

As they got onto the bus that afternoon, Joey passed the word to all the
others to meet at the fort this afternoon and bring the books!  The looks
from the other boys told him that this was a bit unusual, but they all
agreed without hesitation.

Joey and John were the first to arrive at the fort.  John had brought an
old sleeping bag that just sat on a shelf in the garage.  As he was
unrolling the bag, to spread it out on the ground inside the fort, Joey
opened his copy of the book.

"Hey, can't you wait for the others?"

"I just want to read a little more before they all get here.  You know I
hate reading slow enough for everyone else to keep up."

"Just put the book down, and wait, they'll all be here soon."

Joey reluctantly tucked the book back into his backpack and sat on the
sleeping bag that his twin had rolled out.  John sat down beside him.

"Look Joey, we all want to finish the book too, but we have to finish it
together.  Remember? That is what we agreed on. It won't be the same if one
of us finishes it first; after all, we started it together."

Steve, Jerry, and Billy were the next to arrive, followed closely by Mark
and David.

Mark counted heads as Billy and Jerry each spread the old blankets they had
brought with them.

"Tony's going to be late.  His mom is making him take out the garbage
before she'll let him come."

The boys sat around and told silly jokes while they waited for Tony to show
up.  As he walked up to the fort, the others all shouted in chorus, "It's
about time slow poke!"

"Sorry guys, my mom wouldn't let me leave until I got my chores done.  I
don't know why she's being a bitch all of a sudden."

Joey piped in, "Well let's get the books out and get started reading.
We're getting to the good part!"

They all scampered to open the books to the page where they had left off in
their Gym class.  "The Initiation Ritual" was the heading across the top of
the page.  Eight pairs of eyes focused on the pages of the books, as they
took turns reading the book aloud.  When they got to the eighth boy, they
started over again with the first boy who read.

Meanwhile, none of the boys was even remotely aware that they were being
watched.  The shadowy figure stood in one of the classrooms on the second
floor of the school, watching the boys as they sat reading the books.

"Holy Fuck!" John exclaimed.  They get a group of boys, and the members of
the coven take turns fucking them, while the High Priest fucks one boy on
the altar?  That is so damn hot!"

"What's so hot about it?" Tony asked.

"Look Tony," John said, " it's grown up guys, fucking young guys our age.
It says right there on the pages, `As the High Priest entered the boy upon
the altar, he became the embodiment of Cernnunos, the horned one, and when
he pushed himself into the boy, the other members, taking each his novice
in like fashion, until all were coupled, man with boy, thusly guaranteeing
the continuation of the Coven.  Eight Men, coupled with eight boys, each
planting the seed of the horned one from his own loins into his
supplicant!'  It's really hot man!"




"Yeah!" Joey added, "Haven't we all been talking about which teachers we
would like to have fuck us, and it's like, this is to keep the Bald Rock
Coven going!"

"It's just too bad that the witches don't exist any more."  Said Mark.
"Yeah, " Jerry added, "We could be the eight boys.novice's.being initiated
into the Coven!  That would just be so awesome!"

Joey added, "I'm so horny, my balls feel like they're going to explode."

With that, the boys all began stripping off their clothes, and grabbing for
each other's hard young cocks. They fucked and sucked each other until the
shadows began to stretch across the wooded area, then quickly dressed and
separated, heading for their homes.

As the boys headed home, the figure in the second floor classroom moved
from the window, to avoid detection by a possible upward glance.Chapter
Two

Mr. Iverson set about getting his work done.  He was one of the night
custodians at the middle school, and he had only a few hours until the end
of his shift, but he had been somewhat pre-occupied earlier and had gotten
behind.  Milton Iverson was in his mid 30s. A thin man of about five feet,
ten inches.  His blonde hair was somewhat askew most of the time, but he
was always clean-shaven and kept his clothes neat, unlike the other
custodians, who were often dirty by the end of their shift.  He
occasionally got into trouble because he was always bringing his camera to
work with him, and taking pictures of the birds and things, outside the
windows of the school, but as he told his supervisor, it was just a
harmless hobby.

At the dinner table, Ed Taylor was questioning his twin sons on how their
day went.  His wife was getting ready to put their dinner on the table when
the phone rang.

"Ed, it's for you."

Ed got up from the table and took the cordless phone into the den, so as to
have some privacy for the conversation.

At 36, Ed was one of the most successful men in the entire community.  He
and his business partner, Jack Patterson, had started the business right
out of college, with nothing but a small loan from Ed's father.  Now they
had the busiest Drug Store in the county.  In less than ten years, they had
already outgrown three buildings and they were looking into the
possibilities of opening a new store in the next county as well.

When he came back to the table, he smiled at his wife, "That was Jack, we
have a couple of things to look over on the new store."

"I thought it might be Jack, did you ask if Diane is still going this
weekend?"

The boys looked at one another, then with a look of despair, at their
parents.

"Are we going somewhere this weekend?"  They asked almost in unison.  "It's
Halloween on Saturday!"

"Don't worry boys, your mother and Diane Patterson, and a couple of the
other moms are going to Jackson to the new spa.  It's just going to be us
guys for the weekend."

Both boys breathed a sigh of relief as their dad explained.

"I have to work late Saturday, so I trust you boys to behave, and be home
from your escapades at a reasonable hour."

They both nodded their heads as they began to shovel in the spaghetti on
the plates before them.

Meanwhile, Mark was sitting in the dining room of his house having a
similar conversation with his parents.

"What time are you and Mrs. Taylor and the others leaving, Mom?"

"Well, Cathy is picking me up on Friday afternoon, and you and your dad
will be on your own for dinner.  I hope that's ok with you?"

"Ed and I, and a couple of the other dads thought we would take you boys
out to the Pirate's Cove for Pizza.  And since Jerry and Billy's dads both
have to work that evening, we've invited them too.  Does that sound ok?"

Mark all but jumped out of his chair and hugged his dad, then realized that
his little brother would have to tag along too.  He thought to himself,
that it might not be too bad though, at least his little brother wouldn't
get in the way of him and his friends, not with his dad there to keep him
entertained.

"And I have made arrangements for Gary to stay over at Peter's house for
Saturday night, because I have to work late.  Ed and I have to work out a
few things for the new store.  I trust you and the other boys will be all
right on your own for your Halloween revelries?"

Mark smiled at his dad, proud of the trust being placed in his friends and
himself by their parents.

"Are you boys going to be ok by yourselves on Halloween, after all, this is
the first year that you are all too old for Trick or Treat?"  Mark's Mother
asked him, concern showing on her face.

"Sure Mom, the guys and me will find something to do, and we won't get into
any trouble, I promise!"

"They'll be just fine, dear!" Jack Patterson interjected, "But for now,
it's time to get on the homework and then ready for bed."

Mark excused himself from the table and went to his bedroom to study.
After he finished his homework, he went to the bathroom, brushed his teeth
and showered, then jumped into bed, naked.  He didn't really know why he
and the other guys had decided to start sleeping that way, but he did know
that he liked it.

Mark reached up to the lamp on the nightstand, turned it off and laid his
head on his pillow.  Soon he had drifted off to sleep and dreams of the
initiation ritual that they had read about in the books.  In his dream the
Witches, all dressed in black robes, each had one of his friends and
himself, standing before them naked. They opened their robes to reveal
humongous, throbbing, erect cocks, demanding that the boys suck them, which
they all attempted to do, in spite of the gigantic sizes, forcing the boys
to have to open their mouths to almost painful width.

Hearing the alarm clattering in his ear, David Ferguson jumped from his bed
and went into his bathroom to shower.  He had almost thirty minutes before
he had to catch the school bus on the corner.  His first thought was to
jerk his young cock but then he decided to hold off until this afternoon,
when he and the other boys would get together again after school.  As David
stood in his bedroom drying his naked body with a big fluffy towel, his dad
walked into the bedroom.  For a few moments, Paul Ferguson stood silently,
admiring his young son's naked body.  He felt a twinge in his loins as he
looked the boy over from head to toe.  David was drying his hair, with the
towel over his head and as he pulled the towel away from his hair, his dad
spoke.

"Better hurry and get down to breakfast champ, don't want to miss the bus!"

Paul turned and headed back down to the kitchen as though nothing had
happened.  Since his wife left with his best friend, it had been just him
and David in the house.  They never worried about seeing one another naked
or anything like that, after all, it was just the two guys in the whole
place.  He couldn't believe how much David had filled out in the past three
years, and he smiled to himself as he thought about what a good-looking boy
his son had become.  Of course, he was always cute, but now, he was
becoming a totally good-looking young man.

David had been born when he was only 17, still in high school. Now at 30,
he was beginning to realize just how lucky he was that he and his son had
each other.  His wife had left them when David was only seven, so he was
pretty used to just the two of them being in the big house.  He looked at
the clock over the counter as he gulped the last of his morning coffee.  He
had to get out to work, as the County Sheriff, it was his job to make sure
that the town was safe.  He just didn't like the times that he had to work
nights, and leave David at home by himself. "David, you better hurry son,
don't want to miss your bus!"  He called to his son as he went out the
door.

Paul was a good looking man, tall, just over 6 feet, and about 180 pounds,
he worked out daily at the Sheriff's Barracks keeping himself toned.  His
blonde hair lay in curls on his head and complemented his gray eyes.

The boys all met at the bus stop, and chatted eagerly about the news that
most of them had heard the night before.  They couldn't wait until Friday
night, to go to Pirate's Cove.  It was just too cool.

When they got into the school, they found that Mr. Belden was absent again,
and all eight boys were again very disappointed.  With this turn of events,
they couldn't wait for school to be out, so that they could read the last
few chapters in the book.  The school day seemed to drag as they waited for
the final bell.  As the boys went to their lockers to put their books away
and get what they needed for their homework assignments they each found
small bags in their lockers.  Printed on the front of each sealed bag were
the words, "OPEN ONLY IN THE COMPANY OF YOUR FRIENDS!" and then listed the
names of the other seven in the group.  They carefully tucked the packages
into their backpacks as they headed for the bus loading area.

When they got to their corner, all eight boys headed straight to the Taylor
house and the playroom in the basement.  Joey quickly went behind his dad's
bar and got cold cokes for each of the boys, setting them up on the bar,
and then opened a large bag of chips.

The boys sat quietly, waiting for someone to speak, none of them wanting to
be first to say anything.  Joey decided to be first to act and reached into
his backpack, pulling out the mysterious bundle.  Seeing Joey get his
package from his pack, the others all quickly followed suit.

"What do you suppose is in it?" asked Steve.

"I don't know," said Tony, "but it's soft."

"Should we open them?" asked Billy.

John quickly added, "Well guys, it says to open them only in the presence
of you all, and we're all here, so let's open them!"

The boys carefully began opening the packages, revealing a black cloth,
hooded robe in each bundle, and a length of white braided cord that was
longer than the boys were tall.  The robes were open down the front, and
didn't have any buttons, so the boys decided that the cord was sort of a
belt, to hold the robes closed.

There was also a note in each package that read;

"You have been selected to attend a special Halloween Party!  If you accept
this invitation, you will find further instructions tomorrow.  However, if
you don't accept, you only have to put this robe back into It's envelope
and place it back into your locker at school tomorrow morning!  You must
not say anything to anyone about this invitation!  Sincerely, Your Host"

The boys all looked at one another, as smiles slowly played across each of
their faces.

"Who do you guys think put these in our lockers?  And who is the `Host'?
Asked Joey

"How do you suppose they got the bags into our lockers?" asked John

"Are we going to go?" asked Mark

"I'm game, if you guys are." David added, "Who knows, it could be really
fun."

They all quickly agreed that they would go to the party, even though no one
knew who was giving it, or for that matter where the party was going to be
held, or even what time the party was going to be.

The only thing any of them knew for sure was that the person who put the
robes in the lockers had to have access to the whole school, not to mention
their locker combinations.  That narrowed things down, but still, it left a
whole lot of people that it could be.

The boys were excited to see what the next message would say, but they were
also a little apprehensive about the whole idea, especially the secrecy
part.  But then, they had been keeping the books a secret from everyone,
including their parents, so this shouldn't be too difficult, after all, it
was only three more days.

"Let's see if the robes fit!" said Joey as he began lifting his robe off
the counter.  All of the boys quickly retrieved their robes and began to
pull them on, trying to fasten the cords around them at their waists.

The robes fit very loosely, but the boys all agreed that they looked wild
in them.  As John and Mark pulled the hoods up over their heads and the
front edge fell down over their faces, Joey shouted, "Wow, spooky!" and he
and the others quickly pulled the hoods up over their heads as well.

Jerry, who had been pretty quiet up to now, suddenly spoke up.  "Hey guys,
what if we're not supposed to wear anything under them?"

Joey, John, Mark, Billy, Tony, Steven, and David all looked at him, and
then at each other.  Like a flash, they all pulled the robes off and began
stripping their clothes off.  When they were all naked, they pulled the
robes back on, and again tied the cords around themselves.

"Wicked!" Mark exclaimed.  "This feels totally cool."

"Yeah, it's awesome!" the others agreed.

They strutted around the room, getting a feel for the robes, with nothing
under them, and they noticed that when the material of the robes brushed
against their flesh, and especially their cocks, they got tingly
sensations.  Steven was the first to notice that his young cock was getting
hard from the friction, but they all began to notice, and soon, the eight
boys were naked again, and rolling on the floor with each other, sucking
and pulling on one another's cocks.  Joey grabbed his twin by his ankles
and pulled him away from the tangle of young bodies, raising his legs into
the air.  He took aim with his cock and pushed forward, thrusting his
entire young shaft into his brother in one violent movement.

"Ouch! Not so hard fuck wad!" exclaimed John, but Joey was like someone
possessed as he began to violently thrust in and out of his brother.  The
others sat there, in disbelief, as they watched Joey fucking his brother,
for the first time that any of them had ever known of.  He hadn't lubed
himself for entry, just pushed it in, and John was uncomfortable, even
though his own juices had made it a little more slick, but for some reason,
the discomfort just made it that much hotter.

Without thinking, Mark was suddenly on Jerry, dry fucking him, and not
being the least bit gentle about it. Jerry complained bitterly at first,
but was soon moaning and groaning just like John was.  Tony got behind Mark
and leaned into him, shoving his own cock deep into Mark, as he fucked
violently into Jerry, and David did the same thing to Joey.  Billy assumed
a squat over Jerry's face and rudely shoved his cock into Jerry's mouth,
and Steve assumed the same position over John's face, shoving his cock into
John's protesting mouth.  Within minutes, all eight boys were wildly
humping and moaning, as they dumped their young loads and then collapsed
into two heaps of sweating, panting boys.

As the boys' breathing began to return to a more normal rhythm, they began
to stir, as they sorted out whose robe was whose.  For the first time, they
noticed that each of their names was sewn into the back of their robe,
where a tag would be on a shirt.  They folded the robes and placed them
back into their respective envelopes, and stood at the bar looking at one
another for direction.

"Let's all go into my dad's workshop and take a shower." Joey offered.
"Yeah, he has a really big shower in there, it's big enough to hold all of
us at once!" added John.

The boys quickly followed John and Joey through the side door of the
playroom and into the Garage/Workshop area of the basement.  In the back
corner was a huge shower stall, constructed of concrete blocks.  The shower
was over eight feet square, and there was a showerhead at each corner.  The
twins stepped inside and began adjusting the water temperature and turned
to invite the others into the mist and steam.  They all spent the next half
hour soaping and scrubbing one another, paying special attention to young
asses and cocks, making sure that they were all extra clean.  As they
stepped out of the shower, they dried on the big, oversized towels that
were on a rack outside the shower and headed back into the playroom, where
they dressed and sat on the big sofa and chairs.

"Let's read the next two chapters in the book." suggested Mark.

They all got their books out and began to read.  .








Chapter Three

On Thursday morning, as they waited on the bus, you could have cut the
tension with a knife.  The boys were so excited that they were dancing
around, unable to stand still.  They couldn't wait to find the next clue
about the party, but they had devised a plan to see who it was that would
put the next piece of the puzzle into their lockers.

Mr. Belden was still absent from their Language Arts class, and the boys
had decided that they would ask to go to the restroom, a different boy each
time, at the beginning and end of each class period, through out the day,
so that they could keep watch on the lockers, in hopes of catching whoever
might put something into them.  The only class where that was going to
present a problem would be Gym, because there were toilets in the locker
room.

With each class change the boys would hurry to their lockers to put away
the books from the previous class and grab what they would need for the
next, and each time, they were disappointed to find nothing new.

As the bell rang for the end of their fourth hour classes, they again
headed to their lockers, to get their things for Gym class.  Still, there
was nothing new in their lockers, and the boys closed and locked them, and
scurried to the Gym and the big locker room.  Finding Mr. Long in his
office, Joey held up his book, with a questioning look on his face, as
Mr. Long nodded his head approvingly.  He was talking to someone, but Joey
couldn't see the man's face as he had his back to the entrance to
Mr. Longs' office door.  All he could see, was that the man was dressed in
black, all black.

The boys quickly changed into their Gym clothes and headed out to the Gym
and the upper corner with their books in hand.  Once settled into the
bleachers in the upper corner, the boys all opened their books to the next
to the last chapter.  Just as they had been doing all week, they took turns
reading aloud, until Mr. Long blew his whistle to end the class.  As the
boys got to the floor level, Mr. Long called them over.

"What class do you boys have next?"

"Social Studies, with Miss Tuggles." answered John.

"How about I call her, and see if you boys can help me here in the Gym for
this hour?"

The boys all nodded in agreement, as they followed Mr. Long to his office.
He picked up the phone as he looked at the classroom list and dialed the
three-digit number.

"Miss Tuggles?, yes, this is Coach Long, what are you doing in class today?
I would like to have the following boys for the next hour, if that's ok
with you, they're Joey and John Taylor, Mark Patterson, David Ferguson,
Tony Mavridov, Billy Parker, Jerry Iverson, and Steve Burkey.  Yes.  Thank
you, I will see to it that they each leave here early enough to bring you
the slips.  Have a good afternoon."

Mr. Long turned to the boys and smiled.  "OK you guys, we need to clean the
locker room up a little bit.  The Elementary School's Gym has a water
problem, and their boys are coming over here this afternoon for basketball
practice, so we need to make sure that there isn't anything where it
doesn't belong.  They won't be using the lockers, and I'm not leaving our
balls out for them to use either, they are bringing their own."

The boys all waited patiently for their coach to tell them what to do.

"Joey, Mark, Steve, and Tony, you boys can work in here, picking up any
clothes left behind, and putting them into the big hamper in the corner.
John, David, Billy and Jerry, you boys go out to the gym and start hanging
the mats on the walls, and getting the balls on the rack so we can lock
them up in the closet.  We've got 45 minutes to get it all done, and you
boys have to get showers too, so let's get moving!"

The boys worked quickly.  Joey and Mark grabbed the hamper and started
throwing any clothes that they found into it, as Steve and Tony made sure
that nothing was left in the lockers and closed them up.  Then they got out
brooms and swept the locker room.  The others busily hung mats on the walls
around the gym and put the basketballs on the rolling rack and pushed it
into the ball locker so that Mr. Long could lock it. As they all returned
to the locker room, Mr. Long told them to head for the showers.  The boys
went to their lockers and stripped off their clothes, then headed for the
shower area.  As they passed the coaches office, Mr. Long swatted each of
the boys on his naked ass, smiling, as he thanked them for doing a good
job.

Finished in the shower, the boys returned to their lockers to dress and
Mr. Long came out into the locker area to give them there class admission
slips.  He stood there, coyly watching the boys dress, as he again thanked
them for all their hard work.  They finished dressing and headed through
the double doors to take the admission slips to Miss Tuggles.  As the final
bell rang, they headed for their lockers to get their books that they would
need for homework.  Once again, they were dismayed at finding nothing
unusual in their lockers as they pulled out their backpacks and stuffed
their gym clothes into them.

Once on the bus, Mark opened his backpack to start on his homework.  As he
pulled out his Language Arts book, an envelope fell to the floor, which
startled the boy at first.  When he bent down to pick it up, he read the
large printed words on the front of it.  "OPEN ONLY IN THE PRIVACY OF YOUR
OWN BEDROOM!"  He could feel that there was something inside the envelope,
something hard, and he nudged John in the ribs.  The others quickly opened
their backpacks and found similar envelopes tucked into the pages of their
Language Arts books as well.  They rode the rest of the way to their drop
off in silence, wondering what the envelopes held in store for them this
time.

As the boys got off the bus, they made plans to meet at the fort in half an
hour, then each of them hurried off to their respective homes, and straight
to their bedrooms.

Joey and John looked at each other in silence.  "If we are supposed to open
these in private, how can we do that?  We share a room!"  John said.

"Well, I'm sure that whoever is giving us this stuff knows that we share a
room, but I will go out in the hall while you open yours, and then we'll
switch, and you can go out while I open mine."  With that, Joey left the
room, closing the door behind him.

John opened his envelope carefully.  As he turned it up over the bed, out
fell a silver medallion on a chain.  John picked up the necklace and held
it in his hand to look at it.  It looked like a symbol that he had seen
before, but he wasn't sure what it was, or what it meant.  As he held the
envelope in his other hand, he noticed a card still inside the envelope.
He lay the necklace on the bed and pulled the card out of the envelope.  It
read;

 "YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN BY THETT!  WHEN YOU ARRIVE AT THE LOCATION OF THE
PARTY, YOU WILL WEAR THIS AMULET AROUND YOUR NECK, SO THAT IT IS OUTSIDE
YOUR ROBE.  THE PERSON WHO HAS THE SAME SYMBOL WILL BE YOUR HOST FOR THE
EVENING'S FESTIVITIES!
 KEEP IT SAFE, AND KEEP IT SECRET!

John quickly put the necklace into the large envelope with his robe, in his
"secret box" and locked the lock on the box, then headed for the door to
let his brother know that it was his turn.

Meanwhile, Mark was in his bedroom opening his envelope.  He held the
necklace in his hand as he read the card that came with it.

  "YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN BY BOPHET!  WHEN YOU ARRIVE AT THE LOCATION OF THE
PARTY, YOU WILL WEAR THIS AMULET AROUND YOUR NECK, SO THAT IT IS OUTSIDE
YOUR ROBE.  THE PERSON WHO HAS THE SAME SYMBOL WILL BE YOUR HOST FOR THE
EVENING'S FESTIVITIES!
 KEEP IT SAFE, AND KEEP IT SECRET!


And at the same time, the others were opening theirs;

Tony's read;

 "YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN BY JUPITOR!  WHEN YOU ARRIVE AT THE LOCATION OF THE
PARTY, YOU WILL WEAR THIS AMULET AROUND YOUR NECK, SO THAT IT IS OUTSIDE
YOUR ROBE.  THE PERSON WHO HAS THE SAME SYMBOL WILL BE YOUR HOST FOR THE
EVENING'S FESTIVITIES!
 KEEP IT SAFE, AND KEEP IT SECRET!


And Jerry's read;

 ""YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN BY SATURN!  WHEN YOU ARRIVE AT THE LOCATION OF THE
PARTY, YOU WILL WEAR THIS AMULET AROUND YOUR NECK, SO THAT IT IS OUTSIDE
YOUR ROBE.  THE PERSON WHO HAS THE SAME SYMBOL WILL BE YOUR HOST FOR THE
EVENING'S FESTIVITIES!
 KEEP IT SAFE, AND KEEP IT SECRET!


David's card read;

 "YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN BY CALLIEL!  WHEN YOU ARRIVE AT THE LOCATION OF THE
PARTY, YOU WILL WEAR THIS AMULET AROUND YOUR NECK, SO THAT IT IS OUTSIDE
YOUR ROBE.  THE PERSON WHO HAS THE SAME SYMBOL WILL BE YOUR HOST FOR THE
EVENING'S FESTIVITIES!
 KEEP IT SAFE, AND KEEP IT SECRET!


Billy's read;

 "YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN BY MARS!  WHEN YOU ARRIVE AT THE LOCATION OF THE
PARTY, YOU WILL WEAR THIS AMULET AROUND YOUR NECK, SO THAT IT IS OUTSIDE
YOUR ROBE.  THE PERSON WHO HAS THE SAME SYMBOL WILL BE YOUR HOST FOR THE
EVENING'S FESTIVITIES!
 KEEP IT SAFE, AND KEEP IT SECRET!


Steve's read;

  "YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN BY MERCURY!  WHEN YOU ARRIVE AT THE LOCATION OF THE
PARTY, YOU WILL WEAR THIS AMULET AROUND YOUR NECK, SO THAT IT IS OUTSIDE
YOUR ROBE.  THE PERSON WHO HAS THE SAME SYMBOL WILL BE YOUR HOST FOR THE
EVENING'S FESTIVITIES!
 KEEP IT SAFE, AND KEEP IT SECRET!

Joey, having had to wait for his brother to open his, was now in his room,
opening the envelope that he had received.  His necklace was the head of a
stag, with a star in a circle, between the antlers.  His card read;

 "YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN BY DRAGOS!  WHEN YOU ARRIVE AT THE LOCATION OF THE
PARTY, YOU WILL WEAR THIS AMULET AROUND YOUR NECK, SO THAT IT IS OUTSIDE
YOUR ROBE.  THE PERSON WHO HAS THE SAME SYMBOL WILL BE YOUR HOST FOR THE
EVENING'S FESTIVITIES!
 KEEP IT SAFE, AND KEEP IT SECRET!

He was getting very excited by all of the secrecy, and in a way, it was
starting to turn him on.  He opened his secret box and put the necklace and
card into it, along with the robe from the day before, then locked the box
and slid it back into the safety of under his bed, as he headed out of the
bedroom to find his brother and head for the fort to meet his friends.

At the fort, the boys all seemed to arrive simultaneously, which made the
earlier events seem even more spooky, as they never arrived all at once,
unless they came together.  All of the boys had their books in hand and
they silently turned to the last chapter.

Joey started off by reading to the group, as the rest followed along.  When
it was Mark's turn to read, he only had a few pages left until the book
would be finished.  As he got to the last page, he stopped cold.  They all
looked at one another in total amazement as Mark continued to read.

"They that make up the coven, shall be called by the names given to them by
the `Horned One', in recognition of their station.  They are called;
Mercury, the messenger.  He is the keeper of the record of the Coven, and
the bearer of tidings from the Coven to it's members.  Saturn, the
guardian.  He is the keeper of the Circle, making sure that all is safe and
secure.  Mars, the judge. His is the task of keeping order.  Jupiter, the
keeper of the flame.  It is his task to assure the light is in the Circle.
Bophet, the wise.  He is the first advisor to the High Priest.  Calliel,
the War Lord.  He is charged to protect the High Priest.  Thett, the Red
Priest.  He is the right hand of the High Priest.  And Dragos, the High
Priest.  He governs the Coven.  He is the direct connection to the Gods.
He represents the "Horned One" in all things having to do with the Coven.

As these names have been handed down from the beginning, they may never be
changed, for this is the order of the Coven.  Each new generation shall be
conferred with these names, which they will carry on until the end.

As the Gods themselves have ordained it, so it shall be done, from now,
until forever!  So Mote It Be!"

The boys sat silently as they closed the books.  They now had an idea of
what each of their necklaces meant, even though none of them knew who had
which necklace other than their own, and they still didn't have a clue of
who any of these people were in reality.

The air in the fort was so still, that you could almost hear the heartbeat
of the person sitting next to you.  Eight thirteen-year-old hearts, beating
so hard and so loud that they could have broken from the bonds of their
young owner's chest.

Nothing more was said by anyone.  They simply got up and headed for their
respective homes, and went to their rooms.  When they were finally called
for dinner, none of the boys said much, they just ate and answered politely
when spoken to.  After dinner, they returned to their rooms, did their
homework, and got ready for bed.  Each boy was deep in thought about the
last page of the book, and the necklace that he had been given.

That night, as they all lay in their own beds, they all had trouble falling
to sleep.Chapter Four

Friday morning had arrived finally.  The boys were still very quiet as they
waited for the bus, but they smiled knowingly at one another.  As they got
onto the bus, Mr. Shakle bid them each a good morning, and smiled at them,
watching as they moved to their regular seats in silence.  He didn't even
have to tell the kids on the bus to sit down and be quiet as he pulled away
from the curb.

Mr. Belden was still not at school, so when they left their language arts
class, they didn't bother to leave the books behind as they had planned.
After all, he had trusted them to return the books to him, and he was
absent, so they would return them to him on Monday.

The school day dragged by so slowly that at lunchtime, Mark commented that
he didn't think the day was ever going to end.  They had begun talking a
little between classes, but only in whispers, so that no one else would
hear.  This whispering even continued through lunch.  They talked about
school, they talked about the plans for this evening at the Pirate's Cove,
but not one of them mentioned the necklaces, or for that matter, the party
that was set for the next night, Halloween.  By the time the last bell
rang, they couldn't wait to get to their lockers and head for the bus to go
home.

Joey opened his locker and there it was.  A large white envelope, taped to
a box that was wrapped in black paper.  On the front, were the words ;
"OPEN ONLY IN THE PRESENCE OF YOUR FRIENDS!"

He leaned back slightly from his locker and glanced over at his twin who
was standing, starring into his own locker, and then turned to see that
Mark and David were also doing the same thing.  They all quickly grabbed
the packages and stuffed them into their backpacks as they closed their
lockers and headed for the buses.  When all eight boys were seated, David
spoke up.

Everybody at my house today!  No exceptions, and nobody is late!  We all
open them at the same time! My dad won't be home until six, so there won't
be anyone there to bother us at all.  We can use my back yard.

They all agreed, and since Mark, Joey and John all knew that there was no
one at their houses, they walked with David to his. Within ten minutes, all
eight boys were sitting on the lawn furniture in David's backyard, looking
at the boxes that they held.

They all opened the envelopes at the same time and read the cards that were
inside.  All eight cards were identical.  It read;

"CONGRATULATIONS!  YOU HAVE FOLLOWED INSTRUCTIONS WELL.  YOU ARE NOW READY
FOR THE FINAL STEPS BEFORE ATTENDING THE PARTY THAT YOU HAVE BEEN INVITED
TO!  YOU WILL ENJOY YOURSELF TONIGHT WHEN YOU HAVE DINNER AT THE PIRATE'S
COVE, HOWEVER, TOMORROW, THINGS WILL BE A LITTLE DIFFERENT.  OPEN YOUR
PACKAGE BEFORE YOUR READ FURTHER!

The boys quickly ripped open the packages and looked at the contents a
little puzzled.  They turned the card over and continued to read.

"YOU WILL NOTICE THAT THERE ARE SEVERAL ITEMS IN THE BOX.  FISRT IS A PAIR
OF SANDALS.  THESE HAVE BEEN MADE ESPECIALLY FOR YOU AND NO ONE ELSE!  THE
SECOND ITEM IS A BAR OF SOAP.  YOU WILL CLEAN YOUR WHOLE BODY, INCLUDING
YOUR HAIR WITH THIS SOAP!  BE SURE TO PAY SPECIAL ATTENTION TO CLEANING
YOUR PRIVATE AREAS!  YOU WILL BATHE YOURSELF WITH THE SOAP TONIGHT BEFORE
BED, AND AGAIN TOMORROW, BEFORE YOU LEAVE YOUR HOME TO COME TO THE PARTY!
THE THIRD ITEM IS A LARGE BOTTLE WITH A CLEAR LIQUID IN IT.  YOU WILL EACH
PAIR UP TO USE THIS, BEFORE YOU BATHE FOR THE PARTY!  FOLLOW THE DIRECTIONS
PRINTED ON THE LABLE OF THE BOTTLE.
 THE FOURTH ITEM IS A SMALL BROWN BOTTLE WITH OIL IN IT.  YOU WILL CARRY
THIS BOTTLE WITH YOU TO THE PLACE THAT YOU WILL MEET TO BE TAKEN TO THE
PARTY!  THE FINAL ITEM IS ANOTHER ENVELOPE.  IT CONTAINS DIRECTIONS TO
WHERE YOU WILL MEET.  IT ALSO CONTAINS INSTRUCTIONS ON WHAT YOU ARE ALLOWED
TO EAT AND DRINK TOMORROW.  EAT NOTHING THAT IS NOT ON THAT LIST!  YOU MAY
NOW OPEN THE SECOND ENVELOPE.


They all took out the second envelope and carefully opened them.  The first
card in the envelope read;

SATURDAY, OCTOBER 31

YOU WILL HAVE A GLASS OF ORANGE JUICE AND TWO PIECES OF DRY TOAST FOR
BREAKFAST THIS MORNING.

YOU MAY EAT A LITE SALAD, WITH NO DRESSING FOR LUNCH, WITH A GLASS OF APPLE
JUICE.

BETWEEN BREAKFAST AND LUNCH, YOU WILL DRINK SIX LARGE GLASSES OF WATER.

AFTER LUNCH, AND BEFORE YOU BATHE YOURSELF, YOU WILL DRINK SIX MORE LARGE
GLASSES OF WATER.

YOU WILL NOT EAT OR DRINK ANYTHING AFTER THAT!

DO NOT HAVE SEX, OF ANY KIND TODAY!


They all looked at one another as they took the other card out of the
envelope.

This card had directions for how to get to the party.  It read;

AT EXACTLY 6:30 PM, YOU WILL MEET AT YOUR FORT!  DON'T FORGET TO BRING THE
LITTLE BOTTLE OF OIL WITH YOU.  YOU WILL PUT THE ROBE AND SANDALS ON AT THE
FORT, AFTER REMOVING ALL OF YOUR OTHER CLOTHING, INCLUDING ANY JEWELRY!  BE
SURE TO BRING THE AMULET THAT YOU RECEIVED, BUT DO NOT WEAR IT, AND DO NOT
SHOW IT TO ANYONE!  AT 7:00, A CAR WILL MEET YOU AT THE EDGE OF THE ROAD,
BY THE PATH TO YOUR FORT.  YOU WILL GIVE THE DRIVER YOUR LITTLE BOTTLE AND
HE WILL ANNOINT EACH OF YOU.  HE WILL THEN BLINDFOLD YOU AND HELP YOU INTO
THE CAR.

Silence again fell on the group.  David was first to say anything,
"Ho...Ho,.how do they know about the fort?  Nobody knows about the fort,
but us!"

"Well obviously someone else does!" Joey spoke up. "And they must know that
we've been having sex with each other there too!"  His face became flush
with that thought.  "And how did they know that we are all going to the
Pirate's Cove tonight?  This is really spooky!"

The questions were racing through all of their minds.

"I'm horny! I want to suck and fuck!"

"Joey, you're always horny!  Damn dude, don't you ever get enough?"

"No Mark, I don't.  And judging by that bulge in your pants, neither do
you!  And hell, everybody else looks pretty damned horny too!"

David looked at his watch.  "Well it will have to wait, cause it's already
5:30 and my dad will be home soon.  I have to get a shower for tonight, and
you guys need to go home and get ready too."

"Oh shit!" Mark exclaimed as they all gathered their boxes and stuffed them
back into their packs.

They headed out the back gate of David's yard and went home to get ready to
go to the Pirate's Cove.

At home, the boys all put the boxes into safe places, where no one would
find them.

Joey and John decided that they would shower together to save time.  As
Joey reached for his brother's cock, John said, "Hey, stop it.  We don't
have time for that.  Dad will be here in a few minutes and he has to take a
shower too!"

Joey looked at his brother pleadingly, but John was steadfast in his
resolve as they finished their shower and dressed quickly.

The Taylor van pulled up in front of the Iverson house, blew the horn, and
waited for Jerry to come out.  He had run half way down his walk, when he
turned and ran back to the house to lock the door, then returned to the van
and jumped in the back with Joey and John.  They drove to the outside of
town and pulled into the parking lot of the Pirate's Cove.  As they all got
out of the van, Joey yelled at Mark, Tony and Billy who were all standing
by the Patterson's Suburban.  As they got to the suburban, David and Steve
were getting out of the back seat of Mr. Ferguson's Tahoe.  They all
entered the restaurant and were greeted by a man in a pirate costume, who
showed them to a table marked "reserved" located in the back room.

"Argh!  Yer' servin' wench will be with ye shortly, folks, and what can I
get you gents to drink?"

Everyone gave him their drink orders as he sat a large bucket of tokens on
the table.  Ed Taylor and Jack Patterson divided the tokens evenly between
the eight boys, and Marks little brother Gary as they told them not to go
anywhere until the lady came to take their pizza order.

A girl dressed in a buccaneer maid's outfit, came to their table, carrying
a large tray of drinks, and took the orders for four large pizzas, two with
sausage and pepperoni, one with mushrooms and sausage, and one with
everything.  As soon as she left the table, the boys all disappeared into
the sea of kids' bodies that was the game room.  Jack, Ed, and Paul decided
that they would wait until after pizza to take little Gary to play games in
the little kids' area, and Gary didn't seem to mind too much either.

The boys arrived back at the table at about the same time as the pizzas
did.  You would have thought that the boys hadn't eaten in days, the way
they devoured the pizzas.  When it was all done, the only thing left was
two pieces of crust and one piece of pizza with everything on it.  With the
dropping of the last napkin, the boys were all gone again, as the three
adults got up and took Gary to the little kid's area.  He didn't seem too
interested in the games, but he had a lot of fun riding on the motorized
horse and the cars.

When the boys finally returned, Mr. Ferguson asked if they were ready to
cash in, and head home?

The boys started pulling tickets from their pockets and piling them on
tables to count them.  Once counted, they all headed for the prize counter,
looking eagerly at the things on display.  Unable to decide on any one
thing, until they all caught sight of it at the same time.  On the top
shelf was a tent, a large 10 x 12 foot tent, with a sign in front of it
that said 6,000 tickets.  There was a line through the 6,000, and someone
had written in marker ink under it.  "Last one, 3,000 tickets!"  The boys
talked between themselves for a few minutes, and put all of their tickets
onto the counter.  The man behind the counter said, "All together then, or
individually?"  Mark was the spokesman for the group, "All together, sir,
we want the big tent!"

The man put the tickets into the machine, pressed a button, then turned
around to face the boys.  "You have enough for a lollypop each, " then he
smiled and added, "and one big tent!"  He had to get a step stool to reach
the tent and as he handed it to the boys, they were all smiles.  He handed
them the eight lollypops, and then added a ninth one for Gary.  The boys
turned and handed Gary all of the lollypops as they picked up their prize
and headed out the door to the parking lot.  Once in the parking lot, it
was decided that the tent would stay in the Taylor garage, and they would
use it to sleep in the next time they all went camping together.  They all
got into the cars that they came in and headed for home.

Back at home, in seven different houses, the eight boys secretly got the
special soap from their boxes and headed to the shower.  They all paid
special attention to cleaning their young cocks and balls, and then they
made sure that their butt holes were really clean as well.  Joey and John
both liked the way the soap made them smell after their showers.  It was
scent that they had smelled before, but they just couldn't figure it out as
they drifted off to sleep.Chapter Five

It was Halloween morning.  Mark got out of bed and pulled on a pair of
boxers as he headed downstairs.  He went to the kitchen and began looking
for something for breakfast.  He reached into the pantry and pulled out a
box of Cheerio's and went to set them on the table while he got a bowl out
of the cupboard.  That's when he saw the note on the dining table.

"Mark, There is no milk, but there is OJ in the fridge, and there is bread
to make some toast.  I have gone to take Gary over to Pete's to spend the
day and tonight.  We will go shopping for some groceries when I get back.
Make do with what is here, and I will see you soon.

Love,

Dad"

Mark put the box of cereal back into the pantry and poured himself a glass
of orange juice, and dropped two pieces of bread into the toaster.  Then as
he turned to get his glass off the table, he hit himself in the forehead
with the heal of his hand.

"Duh!  I am supposed to eat light today anyway.  How could I have been so
stupid?"  He thought, out loud.

He drank the juice and ate the toast once it popped up from the toaster,
and went back up to his room.  He sat on the side of his bed as he reached
under it to pull the old toy box out, and retrieved the small box from it.
He laid the stuff out on the bed and looked it all over as he read the
instructions again.  Picking up the large bottle from the bed, he read the
label.

"Adult enema.  To use, lay on left side of body and pull right knee up into
chest.  Insert nozzle into rectum, and squeeze contents into rectum.  Hold
in for at least five minutes, then sit on stool to evacuate contents of
bowels."

"Holy shit!" Mark exclaimed, "I can't do that by myself!  I got to get one
of the guys to come over here and help me with this.  Yeah, that's an idea,
wait, what did the card say to do?"

He looked through the box for the card with the instructions on it.  "Pair
up to do this!"  he read.  Yeah, that was what he would do.  His dad would
be leaving for the store about noon, so he could have one of the guys come
over, and they could get ready here.

Rrrrrrrring!  Mark nearly jumped out of his boxers.  He grabbed for the
phone by his bed.

"Hello!"

"Hi, Mark?"

"Yeah, David?"

"Yeah.  About this big bottle.  Can we pair up to do this shit.  I don't
think I can do it by myself?"

"Damn, I was just thinking the same thing.  Listen, my dad will be leaving
about noon, so you can come over then, and bring all of your stuff, and
we'll just do it here."

"Cool, I'll see you in a couple of hours.  And don't forget to drink your
six glasses of water?"

"Aw man, I forgot.  I guess I had better get started on that too! See you
when you get here buddy,"

Mark headed back downstairs and got the glass he had had his orange juice
in and filled it half full with ice, then filled it full of water.  He
drank it down and filled it up again, then headed into the living room, and
turned on the TV as he sat down on the couch to watch the Saturday morning
shows.

The phone rang again, but it was Mark's dad this time.

"Hello?"

"Hi buddy, listen, I'm running late, so I'm going to go straight over to
the store.  There's a salad and some apple juice in the fridge if you get
hungry.  OK?"

"Yeah dad, that will work.  Have a good day at work.  Love you!  Bye"

"Bye, buddy!"

As he hung the phone back on the receiver, he couldn't help but think about
what his dad had just said.  A salad and apple juice, and what about the
orange juice and toast this morning for breakfast?  Was this just a
coincidence, or maybe he was just reading too much into it.

"Oh well, I guess it's just one of those things."  he said, to no one in
particular as he turned his attention back to the TV.

Meanwhile, at the Taylor house, the twins were discussing how they were
going to handle the whole enema situation.

"Well, were brothers, so we can help each other out, but what about the
other guys?"  Joey asked.

"Let's call everybody, and see who's going to help who.  That way we know
that everyone is covered."  John added, as he picked up the phone.  He
dialed Steve's house first, but the line was busy, so he decided to try
Tony.

Tony picked up on the second ring.  "Hello."

"Hi, Tony, have you thought about who is going to help you with the enema
thing?"

"Yeah bro, I just talked to Steve, and he's coming over here.  We're going
to help each other, and then get cleaned up here, then head for the fort.
And Billy's helping Jerry.  I tried to call Mark and David, but their
numbers were busy."

"Cool, then everybody is partnered up except maybe David and Mark.  I'll
give Mark a call and see if they have talked."

"OK, bye."

Joey clicked the button on the phone and dialed Mark's number.

"Hi Mark, are you and David hooking up for the enema thing this afternoon?"

"Yeah, Joey, he just walked in so we're going to hang out together and just
chill until it's time to get started."

"Cool, you guys be sure you drink plenty of water, and eat what it says on
the list!"

"Yeah, hey, you're not going to believe this.  My dad left me a note this
morning to drink some OJ and eat some toast for breakfast, and then called
to say he was headed for the store, and there was some salad and apple
juice in the fridge for me for lunch!  How weird is that?"

"Holy crap, that is freaky.  You think he knows anything?"

"Na, just a coincidence.  Any way, I'll talk to you later."

"OK, don't you two do anything I wouldn't do!"

"Well, that doesn't leave a whole lot, there isn't much you wouldn't do"
Mark laughed as they hung up the phone.

Joey turned back to his twin.

"Well, everybody is covered.  Now all we have to do is eat lunch and drink
lots of water until it's time for us to get ready!"

By 3:00 the boys were wondering how they could possibly drink any more
water without floating away.  Joey and John had spent the biggest part of
the day running back and forth to the bathroom to pee, and most often, as
one was coming out of the bathroom, the other was on his way in.  On a few
occasions, they ended up standing side by side as their streams slammed
into the porcalan of the bowl.

By 3:30 they were sitting with the contents of their boxes, trying to
decide how to do the enemas to one another.  They decided that they would
use the monster shower in Dad's workshop, and would just simply lay on the
floor and then let everything go, over the big drain in the center.  That
way they could use the hose to spray any left over mess down the drain.
They had decided that they would start the whole process at 4:30, shower
together again, and then be dressed and at the fort by 6:00.

At 4:00, David and Mark were contemplating what they would do for the
enemas.  They decided that Mark would go first.  They went into the
basement to Mr. Patterson's big shower.  Mark and his dad would often use
that shower when they would get hot and sweaty from playing basketball in
the driveway, or from doing yard work, so Mark figured it would be the
logical place to do this too.

As Mark got down on the floor of the shower, he looked back at David.
"Just remember, the only thing that goes in there this time is the nozzle
of the enema bottle!"

"Yeah, well, we'll see what goes in where."  David laughed.  As Mark got
into the illustrated position, David added. "That looks about right."

David leaned forward and spread Mark's cheeks a bit as he placed the long
nozzle against the tight little rosebud and pushed it forward.  "It says
you're supposed to take a deep breath as I squeeze this into you, so
start."  With those final words Mark took a deep breath and David began to
squirt the liquid into his friend.

It seemed to Mark that there was much more of the liquid going into him
than the bottle could possibly have held, as he could feel his stomach
bulge out from it all.

"Now, you have to hold it inside for five minutes!" David said as he
watched Mark screw his face in determination.

After nearly three minutes, Mark was beginning to look like he was in pain.
Beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead as his eyes began to water.
He just couldn't hold it any longer, as he jumped up from the floor, and
scrambled to his feet, grabbing at his bottom as though he could somehow
keep what was inside, from coming out.  As he began to squat over the
drain, it all came streaming out of him.  He grabbed for the wall to steady
himself, but missing the wall, he grabbed David instead, who nearly lost
his footing.  With the last of what ever was in him being expelled, he
looked up at David and realizing what he had hold of, Mark fell back onto
the floor, laughing hysterically.  When he had reached out on loosing his
balance, he had grabbed his friend's young cock with one hand, and his hip
with the other.  Upon his release, David walked to the showerhead and took
it off the wall, turning the water full force on cold he began to spray
Mark down, and the remnants of his mess down the drain.  Satisfied that
this method worked out pretty well, he quickly assumed the same position
that Mark had taken in the shower floor for his turn.

The boys, enemas finished, decided that it was time to take a good shower
with the special soap.

Once they had cleaned themselves completely, Mark worked up a thick lather
with the soap, and began working it into David's hole, sticking his fingers
deeply into the channel, much, to David's delight.  When he finished David,
he returned the favor for Mark.

As they dried off, Mark looked at David with a grin on his face.

"What?"

"I was just wondering if the other guys had as much fun doing all this as
we did?"

"Well, if they didn't, there has to be something wrong with them."

"You know," Mark said, "I know that I have smelled this soap before, I just
don't know where or when."

"Yeah, I get that same feeling.  I can't put my finger on it either."

They shrugged their shoulders and went upstairs to dress.  Both boys
decided not to wear underwear under their jeans and they dressed quickly,
then went back to the basement to make sure that they had cleaned
everything up neatly.  Just as they were getting ready to head up the
stairs they heard John's voice.

"Hello, anybody here?"

"We're down here, headed that way."  Mark answered.

"Well, you guys better hurry, it's already 5:30, and we're all waiting on
you two!"

As Mark and David got to the top of the stairs, they noticed that the other
boys were all standing in Mark's living room, backpacks in hand.

"Hey dorks, what have you all got your books for?  We're going to a party,
not to school."

"Well, for someone so smart Mark, you can be pretty dumb sometimes.  We put
our stuff in the backpacks.  We have to have something to put our clothes
and stuff in. when we change."

"Oh, that's a cool idea, I'm glad David and I thought of that!"  He
laughed, as they picked up their own backpacks from the end of the couch.
As they left the house, Mark locked the door behind them.

As they cut through the yards, and headed to the back side of the middle
school, the boys punched and grabbed at one another, in typical 13 year old
fashion.  As they arrived at the fort, David looked at his watch.

"Exactly 6:00, guys."

"Hey guys, check it out!" Mark exclaimed, "Somebody has put some neat
benches in the fort, and they have cushions on them too!"

"OK, now this is getting really spooky again!  Each bench has our name on
them."

The boys found the bench with their names painted on the front, and began
pulling off their clothes.  When the boys put their feet on the ground,
that's when they noticed, there was a large carpet covering the whole floor
of the fort too.  The boys put the sandals on their feet, and were all
amazed at how well they fit.  It was as if they had been formed to fit
their feet exactly.  Next they pulled the robes over their shoulders and
pulled them around to the front.  As they tried again to tie the cords to
secure them about their waists, the cords seemed to knot at exactly the
right place, holding the robe nicely together.

Beep, beep, beep, beep!  Joey looked at his watch as he turned the alarm
off.  "6:55 guys, let's get our jewelry off and get going.  We don't want
to be late!"

They all quickly pulled off their watches, Joey and John took off their
rings and dropped them into their bags, taking the medallion necklaces and
the brown vials out of the pocket in their backpacks.  It was getting dusky
dark as they made their way down the path to the road.

There, parked on the side of the road was a large black van, and a young
man, dressed in a black suit was waiting next to it, with the side door
open.  As the boys walked up to the van, they were feeling a fluttering in
their stomach's, causing them to sweat just a little in the cool fall air.
As each boy got up to the van, the young man asked for the vial he held in
his hand.  Taking the vial he opened it and poured the oil onto his finger,
placing one hand behind the boy's head, and using the finger with the oil
on it to make a star, and saying "I anoint you in the name of the ancient
goddess, and consecrate you to the ancient horned one!  So mote it be!"  He
then motioned for the boy to turn his back to him, as he blindfolded him
securely, then took him by his arm and helped him into the van.  He
repeated this procedure over and over until he had done the same thing to
each of the boys.

The blindfolds added to the tension that the boys were already showing, and
the boys were not even sure why they were necessary, because all of the
windows were tinted dark black, and there was a black curtain between them
and the driver.  The boys all jumped slightly when they heard the side door
of the van slam shut and the young man proceeded to get into the passenger
door on the front of the van, as it pulled away.

They drove for nearly twenty five minutes, and then began climbing a very
steep hill.  It seemed like the hill went on forever, but it was actually
only about ten minutes, when they came to a stop on flat ground.  They
heard the door open, and the young man told them as he helped them out of
the van, to place their amulets over their necks, and pull their hoods up
over their heads.  He then told them that someone would tell them when to
remove the blindfolds, and he got back into the van, pulled away, and left
them standing there.

Shortly, the boys felt the presence of other people. While they didn't know
who, they could sense that they were all men, men who at least knew who
they were. A voice that none of them recognized began speaking.

"By now, you boys have at least some idea of what is going on.  If you have
decided not to continue from this point please let us know now by raising
your hand, and you will be escorted away from this area."

None of the boys raised his hand, but each was sure that no one else had
either, especially after how excited they had all been through the whole
process, and especially the preparations for this evening.

"You will now each remove your blindfolds, and seek out the sponsor whose
amulet matches your own.  You will not ask any questions, and you will only
speak when spoken too.  You will all be taken, by your sponsor, to toilet
facilities so that you may relieve yourselves, and you will be brought
straight back here so that we may begin our festivities."

As the boys removed the blindfolds, their eyes had to adjust to the light.
They could make out torches placed around a large circle, as well as being
placed in other areas that gave light to the area behind them.

Even though the late October sky was darkened, they could see below them
the outline of the roof of the Grandstaff Mansion between them and the
town, confirming to them that they were at the top of Bald Rock.

As their eyes adjusted to the light more, they began to search out the
robed men whose amulets matched their own.  In spite of the light given off
from the torches, the boys couldn't make out the identity of their hosts
because of the way the hoods draped over their faces.  The hosts didn't
speak, but used hand signals to direct the boys to a small shed-like
building.  A soft glowing light coming from the building indicated that
there was a candle or lantern of some sort inside.  The hosts indicated
that the boys should enter, which they did.

Inside, they discovered that there were four commodes along one wall, and a
lamp with a single candle hanging from the center of the ceiling.  The boys
stepped up to the commodes, began to empty their bladders, two to a commode
and as they finished, they returned outside where their hosts were waiting.

The man who spoke before began speaking again.  "You will now follow your
host to the circle where you will participate in the ceremony.  You may not
speak unless you are spoken to, and you will follow all directions given to
you by your host.  Failure to follow any direction can result in you being
expelled from our circle, forever!

Jerry was led to the entrance of the circle by his host, who commanded him
to stand silently behind him and listen as he challenged the others.  Jerry
stood where he was directed to stand as the first pair approached the
entrance.

"Who comes seeking entrance into the sacred circle?"

"I am Mercury, the messenger of the circle."

"And who accompanies you this night?"

"A fledgling, seeking to learn the ways of our craft.  He is called Steve
in the mundane world, but here he shall be referred to as Mercury Minor."

"You may enter the circle and assume your station!"

Steve entered the circle behind his host as they walked counter clockwise
around the circle, stopping behind a stone table which was the second such
station from the entrance where they had began.

Each of the robed men was greeted in the same fashion as they entered the
circle with their candidate behind them until it got to the last pair.

"Who comes seeking entrance into the sacred Circle?"

"I am Dragos, Lord of the Circle, High Priest of the Sacred Order, the
embodiment of the Great Horned One, come to fulfill the Sacred Ritual!"

"And who accompanies you this night?"

"A fledgling, seeking to learn the ways of our craft.  In the mundane world
he is known as Joseph, but from this night onward he shall be known as
Dragos Minor, as he has been chosen to serve the Horned One.  He has shown
himself as a leader among his peers, also represented here tonight, a
characteristic highly valued by the Horned One."

"You may enter our circle Lord Dragos."

They entered the circle and proceeded around it counter clockwise until
they reached the gate again, at which point they moved to the center of the
circle.  There was a large metal bowl containing a fire, and behind it was
a large stone table on which were placed a bell, two candles, and a large
book, open to a selected page.  They bowed to the fire, then circled and
stood behind the large stone table.

The man who stood at the gate then stepped into the circle and spoke.  "I
am Saturn, guardian of the circle.  I bring with me a fledgling who seeks
to learn the ways of our craft.  He is known in the mundane world as Jerry,
but in our world he will be known as Saturn Minor!  We beg entrance to this
sacred circle!"

At this, all of the men in robes spoke in unison, "Enter Saturn, and assume
your place, that we may begin the sacred ritual."

Saturn and Jerry walked around the circle in the same fashion as the others
had until they reached the stone table beside the entrance where they had
started.  Once there, they took their position behind the stone.

As soon as everyone was in their position, Saturn spoke again.  "As we are
gathered within the circle, let us declare that the circle is open!"  All
eight men then spoke in unison, "So mote it be!"

Dragos stepped from behind his altar and raised his hands into the air.
"North, East, South, West, air, water, earth, fire, we call upon the
elements to join us in our work!"  He then moved back behind the altar and
lit the first candle.  "Absolute Trust!"  then upon lighting the second
candle he said, "Absolute Love!"  He then picked up the bell and rang it
three times, and placed it on the ground beneath the table.  Next, he
picked up the book and read from it, "Cernunos, god of the forest, I call
on you to be present in our circle tonight, that we may consecrate these
fledglings, who have come to learn our craft.  As it is written, so let it
be done."

As he closed the book and placed it on a wooden stand, the others said in
unison, "So mote it be!"

Dragos then turned to Joey and motioned for him to stand in front of the
table.  Joey moved to the position indicated, as Dragos began to remove the
boy's robe, careful to leave the amulet in place around the boy's neck.

At this same time, the others all positioned the boys with them in front of
them and began disrobing them as well.

Dragos then lifted Joey up and sat him on the edge of the stone table,
laying him back between the two candles.  As he removed his hands from the
boy's arm pits, he slowly slid them downward toward the boy's abdomen,
gently caressing his chest and nipples, causing the boy to squirm a bit as
the hands moved further downward.

The others watched in silence, at the display going on at the center of the
circle.

As Dragos' hands reached the small waist of the boy, Joey expelled his
breath at the sensations these adult hands were sending through his young,
lust filled body.  The hands moved downward along the boy's hips, and onto
the backside of his upper thighs.  At this point, the man leaned forward
and took the boy's already erect cock into his mouth, as he lifted his
bottom up off the stone.  As if a signal had been given, the other robed
men began disrobing their boys and placing them on the stone altars in
front of them, then beginning their own sexual ministrations on the boys.

Joey writhed in pleasure as the man continued to work over his boyhood,
going down the shaft, then lathing the young balls, and back up the shaft
on the other side, then taking in the whole cock, as though he were a
ravenous wolf eating a meal.

The others were involved in doing the same things to each of the boys in
front of them as they provided each young body the pleasure it craved.

Suddenly, without prompting or coaching, Joey cried out, "Oh Horned One,
Take me, Fuck me now!"

Dragos stood and moved forward between the boys' legs and placed his large,
hard cock at the boy hole, and pushed forward, entering the boy in one
swift movement.  As he began to move in and out of the boy, Joey began to
moan loudly.  He could feel the huge cock moving in and out of his tight
hole, and with each inward thrust, he felt the cock filling him to the
limits.  It seemed to him that it was touching his belly button from the
inside as it sank fully into him, and each outward movement left him
feeling totally empty.  The sweat was rolling off the boy, and onto the
altar as he panted and begged for the man to give him more, fuck deeper,
and harder.  He was sure that the man fucking him must be soaked wearing
the robe, even though it was open from the neck down.  There was a
familiarity about the body of the man above him, but he couldn't figure out
what it was.

Suddenly, Joey could feel the cock expanding in the depths of his bowels,
and he knew that the man would soon be exploding deep inside of him.  Joey
looked up at the man as he began to lean forward, and found Joey's mouth
with his own, and kissed him fully and deeply as he emptied his hot load of
cum deep within the boy.  Joey felt himself exploding his hot young load
onto his belly at the same time.  He came so much that he thought it would
never end.

The smell of sex filled the air as man after man collapsed on top of the
boy under him, man and boy, all panting as they came down from their
respective sexual highs.

As Dragos slowly raised his head above Joey's face, the boy looked up into
the barely visible eyes.  "DAD?" he whispered.

The man placed his index finger over his lips to indicate that the boy
should be quiet, at least for now.

Moans of pleasure could be heard from all directions around the circle, as
Dragos helped Joey to his feet and replaced the robe around him.  As the
last of the others helped his boy into his robe, Dragos announced, "The God
Cernunos has blessed our circle.  Brothers of the Circle, prepare to close
our ritual!"

Thett stepped forward and spoke.  "I welcome these, our fledglings, into
the House of the Dragon, that they may learn and serve, one day to take our
place at the altars of the most holy Gods of the old world."

Bophett next stepped into the circle and proclaimed, "By the power of the
flame, and the strength of the Gods, I declare this circle closed and this
ritual completed, until next that the horned one must be called forth!"

Dragos then stepped forward and commanded that all should follow him.  He
led them from the circle as Jupiter and his young charge extinguished the
flames of the altar fire and the torches.  With a single torch at the
front, and one at the end of the line, Dragos led them down the path toward
the house below.

Once they had arrived at the house, they led the boys into a large open
room with eight divan style couches around the room.  The boys were puzzled
to find that their backpacks, containing all their clothes were sitting
neatly beside the divans, there were also adult clothes neatly folded on
each of the divans as well.  The adults led the boys to the various divans,
where they told them to be seated.  Once all eight boys were seated, with
an adult beside each of them, Dragos picked up a bell and rang it.  The
doors of the room opened and the two men who had driven the boys up the
hill, accompanied by two young boys that the others recognized from school,
entered the room carrying large trays of fruits, cheeses, and drinks.  They
were barely clad in cotton loin cloths, which allowed their butt cheeks to
show openly.  They set the trays of food and drinks on a large serving
counter along one wall and left the room.

"You may all now remove your robes and reveal yourselves to your partner
for this evening.  You may dress in your regular clothes if you choose."

The boys hesitated briefly, as the adults began removing their robes.  They
would finally know who their hosts were, and who they had just had sex with
only minutes before.

Joey was not surprised when the person standing next to him removed his
robe.  His dad, Ed, standing next to him nude, as Joey himself, began to
remove his robe.  John, seeing his dad standing naked next to his twin
brother, quietly expounded, "Dad, my Dad is Dragos?"  He looked at the man
standing next to him as he removed his robe.  John was surprised to see
Darrin Shakle, their bus driver, standing next to him.  Steve found himself
standing next to a very naked Walter Long, their P.E. Teacher, and Tony
found that his host was none other than their favorite teacher, James
Beldon.  Billy found that his host was Thomas Ray, their old elementary
school principal, but no one was more surprised than Jerry or David, when
they discovered that their hosts were their own dads.  Jerry looked in awe
as his dad, Milton, removed his robe, and David nearly cried as he hugged
his now naked dad, Paul.  David looked into his father's eyes and
whispered, "You don't know how long I've wanted to be with you like this!"

No one was making any effort to put on clothes, as they all began to move
to the counter where the refreshments were waiting.

Ed Taylor pulled both of his sons aside and leaned in between them,
whispering, "Things will be a lot different at home after this boys, but,
of course we can never let your mother get wind of any of this.  I know
that you've got a lot of questions, but we can discuss all of that at
home."

Everyone filled plates with the various foods that were available and took
drinks, and returned to their divans.  Joey looked at his father and
stated, quite plainly, "I can't wait until we get home, so that you and
John and I can all get together and have some fun."

"Oh, trust me, we will be doing a lot of that, and a lot of just one of you
at a time, from now on.  But you boys have a lot to learn about the coven,
and each of you will be spending a lot of time with your hosts too, and I'm
sure that there will be as much sex as you boys can handle!"

Joey looked around the room and saw that each of the couples was once again
beginning to have sex, and he looked at his dad as he dropped to his knees,
between his dads spread legs.  Looking up into his dad's face, he smiled
and said, "You're going to enjoy this as much as I am."  He leaned forward
and took the semi-erect cock into his mouth.