Date: Wed, 16 Aug 2000 23:20:19 PDT
From: Roderick Shafton <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: "HIGH SCHOOL RIMMER"

               HIGH SCHOOL RIMMER--Part 1

   At the lunch table I joined Tad and Josh. They were
laughing and giggling. "What's up, guys?" I asked.
   "Hi, Eric! We were just talking about Norton," Tad
chuckled.
   "What about him?" I asked.
   "Y-you don't know?!" Josh gushed. "I thought everybody
did!"
   "No. What's it all about?"
   "We just caught him again in the shower room, licking
some guy's butthole!"
   "Hunh! Aw, you're shittin' me."
   "Nope, he didn't even miss a stroke when he saw us,"
Josh smirked. "Didn't stop last time we caught him,
either!"
   "Gee, I didn't know he was a queer!" I gasped. I knew
Jay Norton, but I never thought he...
   "He's not...at least he says he's not. We don't know
anybody he's ever blown...or even touched their dick. Jay
says he doesn't suck cock, take it up the ass, or even plug
another guy's butt. All he digs is licking assholes! Guys'
assholes! You ever been rimmed off?"
   "What's that?" I asked.
   "Getting your asshole licked out while you beat off!
It's great! Norton'll rim ya off. Just ask him to."
   "Hey, Tad, you never told me you got him ta rim ya
off!"
   "Whoops!" Tad whistled. "Uh, yeah he did. That day
after we first caught him. He cornered me after school and
asked me if I'd like some of what I saw. So I let him do it
under the bleachers. He had my hand going 60! He whipped
his out and jacked off too. Man, that guy really likes to
eat out a dude's shithole, let me tell ya!"
   "How come you never told me about it?" Josh said,
acting hurt.
   "Well, cause of the things you said about him after we
saw him doing it. I didn't want you to think I was weird,
too."
   "Oh. I just said those things so you wouldn't catch on
that I was thinking about letting him to it to me. Ha.
Ain't that the shits?"
   "I suppose you'd like some of that action too, hunh
Eric?" Tad asked me, smirking.
   "Uh...well..." I didn't know what to say. I could
hardly believe what they were telling me. I couldn't under-
stand why a guy would do that...and I couldn't understand
why anybody would even want it done to them. Mostly, I
couldn't understand why I had a boner in my pants!
   "Or, you just glad to see us!" Josh laughed, looking
down at my lap.
   "Does it r-really feel that good?" I stuttered.
   "Just bend over around Norton...you'll find out!" They
laughed.
   That night I had to run down to the drug store to pick
up a some medicine for Mom. Coming out, I bumped right into
Norton, slipped and fell on my ass! He picked up my package
and grabbed me under my armpit to help me up.
   "Gee, sorry. Oh, hi Eric! Guess we had a collision,
hunh?"
   "Uh, yeah. Hi, Jay." His hand was tight around my upper
arm. We were close enough that I could smell his Spearment
Gum. Without meaning to, I kinda pulled my arm away a ittle
too violently and stood back a step. He blinked, surprised
at my sudden movement, hung his head for a moment, then got
a sad expression on his face. Our eyes met. "U-uh...s-
sorry," I stammered, "guess I'm kinda jumpy tonight." I
gave a half-hearted laugh he wasn't buying.
   "Umm. I get it," he said, nodding his head. "You heard
about me, hunh?" He turned his face away, kinda looking up
at the sky.
   "NO! I haven't heard anything!" I gushed, much too
loudly, then looked down at my feet, realizing my reaction
gave my lie away.
   "Oh," was all he said.
   Then stupidly, I added, "Besides, I didn't believe it,
anyway."
   I looked up at him quickly, both of us realizing my
goof. His face suddenly broke into a grin, and funny noises
came from our closed mouths as we tried to keep from
laughing. Seeing the other guy couldn't stifle it either,
we broke out in howls.
   "It's okay," he said. "I guess every guy in school
knows about it by now. I just hope it doesn't get to the
chicks. I'll never get another date if it does."
   It seemed alright to talk about it. He seemed relaxed
yet ashamed about the whole thing. Relaxed was good. Cause
I got a big mouth, and usually say just what I'm thinking
...even before I think I'm thinking it! You know what I |
mean. But there were people coming in and out of the
doorway, so I suggested we walk together. He only lived on
the next block to me. He agreed, and handed me my package.
   "I guess it was Josh or Tad that told ya, hunh? I know
they're buddies of yours."
   "Ah, yeah it was."
   "Figured so. They saw me twice. And Tad..." he caught
himself as if he didn't want to give away a confidence.
   "The bleachers?" I asked, looking for confirmation.
   "Yep...he told ya alright! What'd he say?"
   "SAID YOU REALLY LIKE LICKIN' SHITHOLES!" I blurted.
   He cringed, looking around. "Fuck! Don't tell the whole
world! You make it sound so awful."
   "Oh. Sorry, Jay. Those were Tad's words, though. But he
said he really got off on it...and Josh admitted he wanted
to try it, too."
   "Yeah...figures. What guy wouldn't like his butthole
kissed?" He blushed, then added, "well, maybe a little more
than just kissed."
   "It's all really weird to me, Jay. But somehow you
don't sound like you enjoy it...or are you just embarrassed
that everybody knows?"
   "I...I don't enj..." his voice trailed away. Then, "I
wish everybody didn't know. I get guys jabbing me in the
ribs in the halls, and wiggling their butts at me."
   "Then why do you do it...especially in front of other
guys when you can get caught? Gee, especially if you don't
even like it!
   "OK." He turned and stopped. "I-I do like it. I don't
want to. But I can't help myself. If I see a hot guy's
naked ass, I-I just have this uncontrollable urge to get
down and...and lick it! I'm not queer, Eric. I'M NOT! I
just can't stop myself!"
   "Wow, Nort...Jay. That's crazy. Why would you do it if
you don't like...er, don't WANT to? I don't get it. It's
hard to believe you're not a queer! I mean...it's okay if
you're a queer, don't get me wrong. It's just that..."
   "I know, I know. It's hard to figure...believe me. I
can't figure it out myself. I've never sucked a guy's cock,
or gotten cornholed, or nothin' like that. And I d-don't
want to, either. But...asses just drive me up a wall! Guy's
asses! I can't figure it out. I tried doin' it to a girl,
but it just wasn't the same."
   "You never even tried, uh, suckin' on a guy's dick?
Maybe you're a queer and you don't know it."
   "NO! I couldn't put a guy's pecker in my mouth! That's
disgusting!"
   "Oh, I don't know," my mouth went before my brain
again, "I once..."
   "You licked a guy's peter?" he gasped.
   "Ah, no...well, yeah, I did...once. But I was only 11!
Buzz Browning and I were just messin' around, you know?"
There I went, blabbermouth, giving out names and
everything! "Kid stuff," I laughed. "We started exploring,
you know, and got these hard boners...we didn't even know
what they were for! We just kinda handled 'em and played
around. The next day we made a bet about something...I
don't remember what...but after school the loser had to
suck on the other guy's pecker for 1 minute. I lost. But I
kept my part of the b-bargain. But I made him keep looking
at his watch while I did it!"
   "Yuck! You really put it in your mouth?!" he asked,
perplexed.
   "Yeah, but don't you ever tell anyone!" I warned him.
   He stopped again. "Look, Eric. I'm not like that, OK?
I'd like to be your friend. And friends don't squeal on
each other, right?"
   "Yeah, OK." I shrugged. "I didn't really think you
would anyway."
   "What did he say when you did it to him?" he asked.
   "He...he said it tickled!" I laughed. "And even though
he didn't have to, he did it to me to show me how it felt."
   "Did you like it?"
   "Yeah!" I admitted. "It tickled just like he said."
   "Uh, I mean...suckin' it...didja like suckin' it?"
   "Um...no, of course not." I reacted automatically. Jay
nodded, as if he expected that answer as the only logical
one. For some reason, that infuriated me...maybe because he
was so smug and sure about it. "No, that's a lie, Jay. I
did enjoy it. I've never done it since then, but I did like
doin' it that time. Cause...cause it was SEX, I guess!"
   "Oh," he gulped.
   We walked along in silence for a while. Then, just as
we were passing the very same bleachers where he'd rimmed
Tad, Jay got a funny expression on his face as he looked at
me.
   "I...I never had my pecker licked before. Bobby Gomberg
offered once, but I said no. And...and girls like gettin'
their pussies licked on, but they all think it's sickening
to put a prick in their mouth."
   "Yeah," I agreed, even though I'd never been with a
girl, "I know what you mean." He obviously had, and I
wasn't about to be that honest!
   "Uh, I was thinking," he said brightly. "You never had
your butthole licked on before, have you?"
   "Uhhh...no," I looked at him suspiciously, drawing
away. It was then I noticed the bulge pushing his pants
out. "YOU GOT A BONER!" I cried. He looked down and smiled.
   "YEAH! You got one?" he asked.
   "NO!" I cried, just as my pecker lifted right up and
started to literally bounce in my pants! It was so obvious,
I blushed.
   "You do now!" he chuckled.
   "Shitfire, Jay!" I said, turning away. "Talkin' about
lickin' things and all...whadda you expect?"
   "Did you guys do any...butt things?"
   My first reaction was a definite NO. But then I started
to remember. "Well, kinda," I reflected, searching my
brain. "There was one time he told me to turn around. He
said he wanted to see my bumhole. Didn't matter to me, so I
bent over. I remember letting him get a good look by
pulling my cheeks apart, then I started teasing him by
saying, 'while you're down there, Buzz, smell me up!' I
felt kinda evil, so I reached back and pulled his face
tight to my ass. I could feel his nose on my hole, and even
though he was trying to pull away, I heard him sniffing
like I'd asked him to. Finally, he pulled away. 'OK, OK, I
smelled it!' he yelled at me. 'That was a dirty trick, you
old poopbutt! Don't you know they invented toilet paper!' I
laughed at him while he started to rub all over his nose
like he was tryin' get brown stuff off of it. There wasn't
really any there, but he made a big show out of it. 'Want
me to give you a fart, Buzzy?' I asked him. 'Wanna smell my
fart, too?' I giggled. It was so silly, he started laughing
too. 'GET THAT STINKHOLE AWAY FROM ME!' he cried, 'I only
wanted to look, you creep!' He took it all in fun, but we
never did it again. Funny, I can't remember the feel of his
nose, but I'll never forget hearing him sniffing me!"
   "Can I sniff you, Eric?" he suddenly asked, ending my
reverie.
   "HUNH!" I gasped.
   "I-I wanna sniff you! Come on, let's go over to the
bleachers. I'll lick ya!" He grabbed my hand and started to
pull me with him, running toward the darkened bleachers.
The pressure on my hand forced me to go with him. Running
across the grass made me even more aware of the hot blood
throbbing in my cock.
   Finally ducking behind the apparatus, we stood for a
moment catching our breath. Before I could react, he pushed
me up against a pole and pressed his body to mine.
   "Come on, Eric, let me! You'll like it!"
   I didn't struggle much. I was nearly a head taller than
Jay Norton, and I knew I could get away any time I wanted.
I was giggling, amused at seeing him so frantic to do
nasties on me. I think I wanted him to do it. I must have
...the bone in my pants kept getting harder! But I didn't
admit that. Instead, I teased him.
   "What, Jay? What do you want to do to me?"
   "Oh, Eric! I want to...you know," he could hardly say
it.
   "What, Jay?" I acted innocent. Coy would be a better
word for it.
   "You know!" he persisted.
   "You wanna do it, Jay? You wanna? Then tell me what it
is. Tell me exactly what you want to do."
   He relaxed his grip, catching onto the game. He smiled
knowingly, then let his hands move down my sides and over
my hips, and downward. All the time, he was slowly dropping
to his knees. On the ground, he looked up at me and grasped
me from behind, holding my buns tightly and squeezing them.
   "I wanna lick it, Eric!" he cooed up at me. "Your
poophole. And I don't even care if it's stinky! I'll stick
my nose in there...and love it! Buzzy was a dumb shit. He
shoulda licked ya! I'm gonna lick. I'm gonna lick real good
so I can taste ya! I wanna taste your hole! Suck on it!
You wanna lick my dick? I'd love ya to lick my dick. You
liked it before...with Buzz. Let's get naked and while you
lick my pecker, I'll suck on your asshole...SUCK YOU RIGHT
OUT!!"
   I couldn't speak. I just gulped...over and over. The
way he was playing with my ass made my prong stick out
stiff and hard...nearly in his face. I'm not a cocksucker,
I told myself, but I did find it neat the one time I'd done
it. Jay had looked like he had a good one when I'd noticed
it tenting his pants before. BUT COULD I LICK IT?!
   "Come on, Eric," he pleaded, "blow me and I'll rim
you!"
   "You blow me, too, Jay. Then I'll let you at my ass."
   "Uh. I'm not a cocksucker, Eric remember?" he
hesitated.
   "What's that supposed to mean?  I AM?" I demanded.
   "No! I mean...well, you did it that one time. So,
technically you are. And you liked it, remember?" he said,
pointedly.
   I was feeling very horny...and very much in control all
of a sudden. I'd never had a boy on his knees before,
begging me to do sex things. I was gonna do something
alright. And probably anything he wanted. But I wasn't
going to tell him that. Jay Norton was a queer! No guy
licks other guy's buttholes without being a queer, I
decided. He didn't think it was queer...so I was gonna make
sure he did something that he thought was queer!
   "You wanna, Jay?" I bent over and whispered in his ear.
"You wanna stick your nose up my butt? Wanna smell 'n lick
my poop? I"ll let ya. I'll let ya lick it ALL off! In and
out! I'll suck your pecker, too!"
   There was just enough light to make out the beam in his
face. While he looked up at me expectantly, I quickly
unzipped and hauled out my throbbing boner, slapping him in
the face with it.
   "NO!"
   While his mouth was stretched in a wide O as he voiced
his denial, I grabbed the back of his head and stuck it in!
The head of my dick felt wonderful sliding across his moist
tongue. By reflex, his mouth clamped over it. I held him
onto my cock, while I bent way over and reached down and
began to play with him. I was amazed at the thrill. I was
feeling his stiff rod through his pants. It sent sparks
through my fingers. It was even more exciting than having
my dick in his mouth.
   Until, that is, he began to gingerly suck on it. Then I
went all haywire! I started to grab at his buckle, anxious
to get his cock out!
   "SUCK IT, JAY! SUCK IT!" I cried. "AND GET THAT COCK OF
YOURS OUT. I WANNA BLOW YOU, TOO! LAY DOWN." The last was
an order. I wasn't in any mood to fuck around. My dick was
too hard to put up with any bullshit from him. If he was
queer enough to lick a guy's ass, he was queer enough to
suck a guy's meat. I stretched along his body and helped
him pull his pants down to his knees. As soon as his prick
entered my mouth, I began to suck on it. He groaned, and
yanked my pants down, all the way to my ankles. Then he
licked along my shaft, nuzzled moistily at my balls, and
wrenched my legs open so he could dig between my legs and
get his face up my crack! He struggled the whole time until
he'd reached his destination. Then he settled down, his
body relaxing contentedly, and just layed there sniffing
his nose around my anus.
   Fuck it! It felt good, so I let him be while I
concentrated on his perky boner. The feel, taste, and
sensation of having his prick in my mouth brought back all
the intense pleasure I'd felt with Buzzy...but more so.
This time, I knew hot spurts of cum could shoot out of
there, and that if it did...I would have to swallow it! The
idea excited me so much I squirmed over on top of Jay,
letting him remove my pants entirely, and squatted my ass
onto his face to let him eat it to his heart's content. I
was blowin' his pecker and really loving it, even though my
mind was warily thinking about the warm flood of sperm
churning in his balls, preparing to squirt into my mouth!
   "Well, ain't this pretty!" a voice came from above us.
"A cocksucker and a shit-licker!"
   Startled, I crawled off Jay and looked up. It was Butch
Mulligan, the meanest punk in school. Instinctively, I
covered my erection. Then I reached for my pants. Butch put
a booted foot out and stood on them. "Not so fast, lover
boy! Neither of you move. Heh. I heard about you, Norton.
Didn't surprise me...you're such a squirrel!"
   "B-Butch!" Jay cried, "we...we were only..."
   "Save it, Norton. I could see what you were doing.
Crack-lappin'! Hey, aren't you Eric Fennerson? Never took
you for a girlie-boy. Sure looked like you know how to
handle a joint, though. Norton's pecker still hasn't gone
down."
   Jay was looking up at him, bone-rigid, but with a
fearful look on his face. Butch lifted his boot and quickly
kicked his boner. Jay screamed in pain as his dick slapped
hard against his belly and flopped around, quickly going
soft.
   "Hey! You don't hafta..." I started to protest.
   "I DON'T HAFTA," he glared at me, "BUT I WANNA! I dig
slapping little fruits around. Beatin' up on queers is what
gets ME hard! And I LIKE to get hard. Then I like ta PISS
on 'em!"
   He had us backed up and naked...completely vulnerable.
I thought of running, but where would we go naked? Besides,
Jay still had his pants around his ankles. Butch would
surely catch him. I tried to think of a way out of this
mess. I was kinda scared...Mulligan was such a bastard! He
was always beatin' up on somebody.
   "Please, Butch," Jay pleaded, "just let us go, OK?"
   "Ha! Let you go?" he laughed. "When I gotta chance to
pound on a couple of fags? You nuts?!" He started to pull
his belt out. "First I think I'll whip your asses raw!" He
stood there grinning evily, snapping the leather with loud
pops.
   Then I remembered something. "Mulligan, you're really
stupid!" I cried. His eyes opened wide and his nostrils
flared. I caught him just in time as he raised the belt.
With arm raised to protect myself, I offered an alterna-
tive. "Wait! You said you like to get hard, didn't you?
T-then you must like to get off. You can always beat
somebody up, but how often do you have...um...SEX SLAVES to
order around?"
   Butch didn't say anything right away. He just stood
there pondering the possibilities. Jay looked up at me as
if I'd lost my mind, but happy that Butch had been kinda
stopped in his tracks.
   Unconsciously shifting his body in a way that thrust
his crotch out menacingly, Butch Mulligan snapped his
tongue in contemplation. Seeing the subtle change in the
bully, Jay's cock started to rise in anticipation. What a
slut, I thought!...even though my own dick tingled. Butch
was a prick, but I couldn't deny he was a good-looking
prick! Long, dark shoulder-length hair...enviably-smooth
olive skin...and a sexily cruel facial expression. Also,
I'd seen him in the showers and knew he was packing plenty
in his well-worn, raunchy Levi's.
   "You mean you'll do anything I tell ya to?" he asked,
suspiciously.
   "Only if you promise not to hurt us," I said. "Then
we'll do it."
   "Hey, where do you get off offering my services?!" Jay
whined.
   "What's the matter with you, Jay?" I asked sarcastic-
ally, and more than a little annoyed. "I don't know about
you, but I don't feel like getting beat up and pissed on!"
   "I don't either, but...you know I don't do anything
except...you know..."
   "Isn't that precious! Little fag can't even say the
words. YOU SUCK ASSHOLES, NORTON! THE WHOLE FUCKING SCHOOL
KNOWS YOU SUCK ASSHOLES! There's even creeps going around
lying, saying you did it to them. Guys with butts that
NOBODY would put their face up! So what's it gonna be,
fruitlicks? Sweat & cum or blood & urine?" He snapped his
belt.
   "Do you promise?" I pressed.
   "Yeah, sure, why not? If you're dumb enough to believe
me, I'm dumb enough to promise."
   "H-he's gonna beat us up anyway, Eric!"
   "N-no he won't," I said confidently, trying an ego
bluff. "Everybody says Butch is a bastard...but they say he
keeps his word."
   "Alright. I promise! Now let's get to the filthy
perversions."
   Without being overly harsh, he pulled my face into his
crotch. The reek of his balls came right through the thick
fabric. It was overpowering, yet decidedly masculine and
extremely sexual. On normal terms I'd tell a guy to go take
a bath. But holding onto his powerful thighs, I felt a
pleasant thrill at the thought soon the pants would come
down and I'd be nose-to-nuts, feeling his naked flesh on my
face and breathing in the hot odors from the moist places
between his balls and legs.
   "Suck on my crotch," he ordered. "Suck the sweat out of
my pants. Wish I had a jockstrap on...I'd let you suck the
sweat and dried piss out of it. Norton! Get around to my
rearend, sweetie! Get your face up my crack and suck the
sweat outta there. Lots of skid marks in my pants. If you
suck hard enough I'm sure you'll get a nice raunchy taste.
Suck the shit out of my pants, then I'll let you suck the
shit off my ass!"
   Butch swayed forward and back, our two faces pressed
against his torso. I could feel his big piece of meat
stiffening against my lips, and started working my mouth
over it, blowing hot breath through the fabric.
   "Open my snaps, Fennerson. Pull the flaps open but
don't pull my pants down." I did what he said. As I
figured, he didn't wear any undershorts. His dark bush of
pubic hair came into view, followed by a rush of strong
body odor. He hooked his thumbs at his beltline and pushed
his Levi's halfway down his hips. His cock stayed hidden.
It had grown hard and was stretched down his leg formid-
ably. He pulled my face back in there, nuzzling my nose all
around.
   "Yeah, catch a good whiff of that, peckerhead. I got
real man smells for you. Nibble right in there! Norton, you
little fruit, kiss my butt cheeks and lick into the top of
my asscrack...just the top."
   I ran my tongue through his coarse pungent hairs, even
managing to lick across the top of his shaft right where it
connected to his body.
   I could hear Jay planting big wet kisses on the upper
exposed buttocks, then starting to run his tongue from
Butch's tailbone down into the greasy valley between his
cheeks as far as the beltline. He didn't like Butch, but he
couldn't resist the oily taste of his backside.
   Sticking his nose between Butch's buns, Norton was able
to catch the gamey ripeness rising up the valley from where
it had been fermenting. Jay had never come across this
before. Most guys he'd done it to had either just come from
the shower, or had at least showered in the last couple of
days. If Butch had dropped his pants and just shoved Jay's
face in there, he probably would have puked. But the way he
was being teased was turning Jay on tremendously! He was
beginning to look forward to what lie ahead...imagining the
crud down there that must be making those smells! That's
how he thought of it...CRUD. He didn't analyze what the
crud might be. Shit was something he'd always managed to
put out of his mind. All he knew was that the punk's gritty
odors were doing fantastic things to his senses. His hard
cock bobbed up and down between his naked, squatting legs.
   "Grab a foot each, slaves, and take my shoes off." Then
he made us sniff his grungy socks. That done, he stood
there and dropped his Levi's to knees. I gasped as his huge
cock sprung out, weaving before me. I heard an involuntary
"Mmmm" escape from Jay's mouth. I also heard him sniffling
in fear. Or was it SNIFFING?! Butch arched his ass back
slightly, hitting Jay in the face. He must have been
'sniffing' else he wouldn't have been so close!
   "Gimme some room, willya!" he scowled over his
shoulder. "You that hungry for my ass?" He spread his legs
as well as he could to give us room to work. "I asked you a
question, faggot! Are you hungry for my ass?!"
   "Y-yes!" Jay spoke softly.
   "Yes...WHAT!" Butch demanded.
   "Yes, s-sir. I'm...I'm hungry for it!"
   "That's better. Bet you can't wait to get your tongue
at my hole. That right, you little shit?"
   "T-that's right, sir. I can't wait!"
   Butch held my head back, glaring down at me, not
letting me get close. He was playing with Jay, and teasing
the hell out of me at the same time. "Norton," he looked
directly into my eyes while he talked to Jay, "don't do a
thing until I tell you to. Get your face up close and put
your hands on my ass and pull my butt apart. You can look
and smell, but don't touch. Now tell us what you see."
   "I-I see your a-asshole! With lots of hair around it."
   "How's it smell? Don't tell me...tell Eric. And be
GRAPHIC!"
   "Tell Eric? Uh, OK. It's...jeez...it's awful smelly,
Eric! And it's HOT. I mean, I can feel heat coming out of
there! It...it's not clean. It's not clean at all! And
there's lots of hair around his hole."
   "Okay, that's a good description. But now, tell your
slave buddy how you like it."
   "Uh, well...I...I guess..."
   "TELL HIM!!" he yelled, startling the nervous boy.
   "I LIKE IT! I LIKE IT!" he suddenly admitted. "I'm
sorry, but I-I really do fuckin' like it...Can I lick it
now, Butch? Uh, sir?"
   Butch laughed, evily but obviously amused. "If you like
it, you queer little twerp, what the fuck are you sorry
for?"
   "Uh, I dunno..."
   "Well, I do," he arched his back and lewdly thrust his
ass back. "You're a little fuckin' pervert, but you didn't
know just how perverted you were til you smelled MY damp,
luscious asshole! You like buttholes, and you like smelling
'em, but now you got a real one on your hands. You're sorry
cause you know there's some old SHIT around my hole and you
want to lick it anyway! You're hungry to lick my shit, and
you're sorry because you know you're gonna love it! In
other words, YOU'RE NOT SORRY AT ALL! You just said that
because you didn't want Eric to know HOW MUCH YOU WANTED TO
LICK THE SHIT FROM MY ASSHOLE! Isn't that right, slave?"
   "Y-yes, that's right, sir! I W-WANT TO LICK YOUR
S-SHITTY HOLE!"
   "Well, I'm a nice guy, Norton," he chuckled. "I'm gonna
let you do just that. But first, chew on my asshairs! Don't
let your tongue touch my hole until you've cleaned every
hair around my asshole! PULL THOSE HAIRS BETWEEN YOUR LIPS
AND SUCK THE SHIT OFF OF THEM!"
   Gladly, Jay put his face up Butch's smelly crack and
started to nibble on the long, dark hairs that grew there.
I pictured what he was doing. I imagined those hair
folicles sprouting newly from the skin around Butch's anus,
fresh and clean, only to be chokingly covered by the sweat
from his unwashed pores, and quickly soiled with the wild
muck that periodically came from his rectum. Muck that
normally would be washed away, With Butch, it meant that
coating upon coating would be haphazardly applied to those
hairs between washings. And Butch was obviously at the far
end of his washing cycle!
   "YOU," he ordered me, pulling me closer, "reach back
and hold my butt open for your buddy. Make sure he can get
at those hairs without touching my asshole!"
   I did as he commanded, nestling closer to his crotch
than I needed to, and pulled his masculine buttocks apart,
trying to expose his hole to Jay's face. Before I got a
comfortable hold on them, I brushed my fingers over his
asshairs. I got a crazy desire to pull my hands back to
smell my fingers, but that wasn't part of Butch's plan. But
from what I could feel, I knew Jay was in for a greasy
time! It was all so fucking nasty. I wanted to yell out for
Jay to really suck his greasy hole...I knew he'd enjoy it
just from the way he'd licked me. Little did I know I was
in for problems of my own! Problems I wasn't sure I was
going to be able to handle. But then, Butch reminded us of
something that made me sure I'd be able to handle it.
   "You're right, Fennerson," he said, squeezing on his
big cock before my eyes, "this IS better than beatin' the
shit out of a guy! Ummm, your little slave buddy's lips are
tugging as my asshairs. While he cleans 'em, get your
tongue out." He squeezed his fat cock at the base,
slowly moving his hand up the shaft, until a large glob of
clear juice pushed his cocklips apart and hung on the end
of his knob.
   "LAP IT UP! JUST YOUR TONGUE. LAP OFF THE CREAM!"
   I dutifully tongued off the warm glob of pre-cum and
slowly drew it into my mouth. He squeezed his prick again
and got me another tasty morsel. He took his clothes off.
   "NOW. I'M GETTIN' HOT FOR A BLOWJOB, SO LET'S GET DOWN
THERE AND GET THOSE NUTS CLEANED OFF! START WAY UNDERNEATH
AND DRAG YOUR TONGUE UP MY BALLS! TASTE MY SWEET MANSWEAT,
COCKSUCKER, SLOP YOUR TONGUE ALL OVER THOSE HOT ROCKS...
MIGHT EVEN GET YOU SOME OLD PUSSYJUICE THAT DRIPPED
OVER THEM! But, you probably wouldn't know that taste,
would you, fag?"
   I started to protest, but gave up. At least for the
rest of the evening, I was just a slave fag to Butch.
Nothing I said was going to make any difference. I stuck my
head between his spread legs and stuck out my tongue as far
as I could get it. Then I touched his perineum, that place
between his balls and asshole, and slowly pulled my tongue
forward up his grungy ballsack. I don't know if I'd touched
the hairs back where Jay was working...Butch's balls were
so hairy there was no separation. The earlier thrill I'd
gotten breathing in the smell of his pubes quickly came
back to me tenfold! It was all the stronger, and while I
breathed it in, whatever bacteria it was covering his balls
that produced those lusty odors was now causing my tongue
to tingle!
   Such scientific ramblings in my brain only fired me up
all the more. I lapped at his hot nuts...getting them good
and wet...dissolving all the sweat and grime...then
suctioned at them to draw all the flavor into my mouth. I
wanted that prick in my mouth. If it meant cleaning his
balls first, then I was damned well going to make sure his
smelly nuts were clean enough for his mother to lick! Butch
held his hard prick up high, giving me full access. He let
go of his prick, letting it swipe across my nose. It
throbbed so wildly, I think he'd been afraid of coming!
   "AW, FUCK! SUCK THOSE NUTS! CHEW THOSE ASSHAIRS!" he
cried. "It's up to you, Norton. When you think you've got
those hairs clean, stop chewing on 'em and start working at
my shithole!"
   Jay was ready right now. He'd pulled those hairs
between his moist lips and sucked off every bit of grunge
on them. He was more than ready for the main course! Sure
he knew there'd been SHIT on those hairs--he was no dummy--
he could taste it! But he was so fuckin' hot to get his
mouth on the raunchy stud's anus, he'd gladly lick off any
residue. When he finally got the go-ahead, he immediately
plunged his tongue into the wrinkled dark orifice! Butch's
legs shivered at the sudden touch, and his bottom pushed
back into Jay's face. Residue? You'd better believe it!
Stale shit had been on the hairs. Jay didn't know what the
fuck was on Butch's hole! All he knew was that it was
fantastically moist and cheesy! Some heavenly concoction of
sweat, assjuice and whatever...some delightful combination
of natural, masculine crud that corroded the stud's asshole
and sent Jay into a butt-sucking frenzy!
   "Oh, oh, oh," Butch moaned, amazed at the asshole
sensations he was receiving. "HOLY! MUTHERFUCKIN'!
ASSLICKIN'!..." He couldn't even finish his vulgar
thoughts, he was so high on experiencing a guy's wet tongue
nursing at his asshole for the first time. Hell, he didn't
know his butthole could enjoy anything THIS GOOD! It even
made him forget his dominance for a moment.
   "OH, MAN! SUCK ME, ERIC. QUICK! PLEEEEASE! SUUUCK MYYY
COCKKKK!"
   I plunged my mouth over his cockhead just in time to
catch his first massive explosion! Then I proceeded to suck
on it, as hard and as deeply as I could manage. I had to
follow him down a little as he pushed his ass back for Jay
to lick deeper up his hole while he experienced a fantastic
orgasm! I held my shaft tightly, while his big prick kept
pumping out streams of molten semen into my sucking mouth.
His jizz was hot and flavorful...raw and delicious. The
perfect substance to erupt from the big aromatic masculine
balls I'd been sucking on! I drank his juice down greedily
...I'd be willing to drain his nuts any fucking time he
wanted me to! And he knew it.
   He had to literally pull me off of him. Spent,
exhausted, but still in the throes of lust, Butch grabbed
his Levi's and quickly spread them on the ground. Then he
layed down on them, spread his legs wide, and tried to
sound aggressive. It came out sounding more like he was
pleading.
   "More! I gotta have more! Work me up again, fellas...
uh, slaves! Just lick all over my prick while I rest. Put
those tongues to work and put the bone back in my boner! I
wanna cum again!"
   I held his semi-hard prick up while we both licked up
and down his shaft and over his balls. We could feel life
coming back into it on every lick. I started mouthing it,
while Jay worked on his nuts and predictably started to go
lower. Butch held him off a moment, pulling his leg out.
Then he held it up, letting Jay get down to his pit.
   "Wanna lick more of my shithole, hunh? Go ahead, guy,
it's all yours! SUCK ON THAT MUTHER! FUCK ME UP THE ASS
WITH YOUR TONGUE WHILE FENNERSON BLOWS ME!"
   Yeah, I was blowin' him! His big dick was getting hard,
but it didn't have the tenseness in it. That was fine with
me. It meant I was going to be able to take my time and
really enjoy it. And that I did. I just layed there,
slobbering all over his dick, while Jay had his head stuck
up Butch's ass, slobbering all over it. Together, we got
the punk humming.
   "Mmmmm. Ooooh." He pulled his leg up higher, really
opening up for Jay, encouraging him to tongue clear up into
his rectum if he wanted to. Jay wanted to. And he tried his
damndest. "Jeez! I didn't know fags could turn a guy on so
much! Norton? Uh...you got a boner, man? Try puttin' it up
my hole! SLOW!
   Jay gulped, loudly. "Wha...what'dja say, Butch?"
   "You heard me. Go ahead, stick it in. Spit on it
first!"
   "B-B-Butch! You want me to f-fuck you?"
   "Look, you little faggot, I'm the BOSS, right? You're
the SLAVE. You do what I want. You guys're queerin' me so
good, I wanna try it. But if I tell ya to pull it out, you
cocksucker, YOU PULL IT RIGHT OUT--you hear me?"
   "S-sure, Butch!" Jay spit on his cock and slicked it
up. He looked at me, amazement in his eyes. He was shaking.
I don't think he'd ever fucked before, and here he was
about to shove his dick into this bastard punk's ass--by
demand! Part of his shaking was due to the fear that if
he hurt the guy he'd pay for it. Sitting on his knees, he
scooted up closer to Butch's hairy ass. He pulled the
cheeks apart and stuck his prick to the wet anus. Then he
pushed.
   I sucked harder on Butch's hardening prick, desperately
trying to work him up to fever pitch. I figured he'd need
all the stimulation he could get. With his legs up, I could
see everything. I reached up and wrapped my arm around his
thigh, opening his bottom up so I could get a good look at
this!
   Jay's knob went right in! Butch let out a little gasp,
and I could see his anus flex tightly then loosen back up
again. Not getting any severe resistance, Norton kept
sliding it in...ALL THE FUCKING WAY! To say that Butch was
READY would be an understatement. Jay had sucked his hole
so loose, I don't even think the guy realized just how much
cock he already had up his butt. He was a natural! Jay's
balls were nearly touching his asshole when the stud spoke
up in a faint whisper.
   "Not too fuckin' bad. Go ahead, you can push it in now.
But go slow, okay, Norton? I'm no fag that gets his ass
fucked all the time."
   Jay smiled, and I nearly choked from wanting to laugh.
We didn't have the heart to tell the guy he already had
about 6 inches of stiff cock up his ass. Jay gave a short,
sharp lunge. It was only the last two inches of his cock...
just so Butch would know he was stuffed!
   He let out a loud gasp! "WOW! Oooh! Jeez! Aw, fuck man.
You got that thing all the way in? Sure feels like it!"
   "Yeah, B-Butch...sir! Is it OK? I'm not hurting you, am
I? Just say so and I'll pull it out."
He winked at me, knowing full well the guy was loving it.
   "Naw. It's alright, I guess. I can fuckin' take it! I
ain't no pantywaist faggot." He reached back and felt the
cock connected to his asshole. "HOLY SHIT! YOU GOT THAT
WHOLE THING IN THERE?! Hmmm...figured butt-fucking would
hurt like hell. Uh, go ahead...pump it a little bit. Shit,
might as well call it what it is...FUCK IT, NORTON! FUCK MY
HAIRY ASSHOLE. LET'S SEE WHAT THIS SHIT'S ALL ABOUT!"
   For the next few minutes, he writhed in pleasure, then
instinctively began to pump his cock into my mouth, while
pushing his ass onto the prick stuffed up his asshole. All
the time he was going, "Uh, ah, umm, oooh, eei!" They were
quiet, personal moans, meant only for himself...to himself.
Sounds of queer pleasure he wouldn't have wanted anyone
else to hear. But he didn't care that Jay and I could hear
his rhythmic sighs...we didn't count. We were just queers
...slaves...to do his bidding. He didn't have to account
for his feelings to us. I was a suck machine...Jay was a
dildo.
   Butch would never let a straight guy fuck his ass, but
if something felt good...and this did...he'd do whatever to
get his rocks off. Even if it meant forcing 'fags' to fuck
him once in a while! Why not? Nobody'd ever believe it if
they told. Hell, he could even suck cock if he wanted. As
long as it was 'fruit' cocktail! But he didn't want. Not so
far, at least. But he could if he wanted! These thoughts
seemed to be going through his mind, as he stared at my
hardon!
   "Okay, trade places! Fennerson, stick it in easy.
NORTON! SUCK!"
   "Aw, shit, Butch! It's feeling so goood!"
   "I don't give a shit! This is for MY pleasure. Now pull
that prick outta my ass and get around here!"
   Angered, Jay did just that.
   "OUCH! You fuckin' shitlick.. .that hurt!"
   "Gee. Sorry, Butch," he said unconvincingly. To me, at
least.
   "Yeah, right! Don't sweat it, faggo. Give me a good
blowjob and I'll let you plug me again sometime. Your prick
felt good up me, I'll admit that. But I call the shots,
remember? Your buddy got my last load...I want YOU to get
this one! Now start suckin'!"
   Jay was cussin' and groanin' under his breath, while I
was wiping my cockhead over Butch's sloppy anus. I was
eager to get in there. I'd never fucked before either, and
I was extremely anxious to stick my prick up Butch's
anxious hole. But, like Jay, I was careful. I eased it in,
allowing the stud to adjust to it. But the stud was a STUD.
He fuckin' knew what he wanted, and he reached back to my
ass and pulled me into him! MY COCK WAS PULLED UP INTO HIS
ASS--ALL THE WAY!
   "NOW, PUSSYBOY! FUCK ME! Are you blind or stupid? Can't
you tell I want cock up my ass? YOUR COCK! Now shove it in
there and fuck my ass or...so help me...I'LL STILL PISS ON
YOU!"
   With both hands, I wrenched his butt open and started
to plow him. Suddenly, I wasn't worried about hurting him
...because he wasn't worried about it either. I started to
quick-jab him, secretly telling him who was boss. I was
wrong. HE WAS BOSS!
   "Come on, Fennerson, can't you fuck harder than that?
Remember, that slave prong between your legs belongs to me.
I wanted it up my ass...you put it up my ass. NOW FUCK ME!"
   I did what he said...gladly! Man, I was fucking some-
thing for the first time! Maybe it was my imagination, but
I could have sworn his asshole was grabbing ahold of me,
then letting loose...milking my cock!
   Butch got impatient with Jay. He grabbed his head and
forced him down between his legs, shoving his cock into his
mouth! Jay gagged at first, then his eyes lit up when he
realized he had a ringside seat at my fucking Butch's hole!
He stared, and stared, watching me fuck the stud...all the
while increasing his latent cocksucking talents.
   It didn't last long. I was ready to blast off the
moment my dick entered his hot, mushy asshole. I held back
as long as I could, then gave some grunts and groans in
warning. By then, Jay was giving Butch an enthusiastic
blowjob.
   "OK, BOYS!" he gave the order, but with instructions.
"SHOVE IT ALL THE WAY IN, FENNERSON. BUT HOLD IT THERE
WHILE YOU COME...I WANT TO SEE NORTON GOBBLE MY JIZZ!"
   I 'packed' him completely, spritzing luxuriously, while
I held onto his hips and watched as he blew his load into
Jay's sucking mouth. The boy was a quick learner at cock-
sucking. He suctioned avidly on the first four inches of
Butch's throbbing prick, his throat bobbing up and down as
he swallowed the massive load from his balls. His greedi-
ness kinda surprised me, until I noticed that Butch was
fisting Jay's cock, pumping the shaft up and down as
tremendous volleys of cum spurted from it!
   "Now that's what I call being a slave!" I laughed on
the way home.
   "Glad you had a good time," Jay said sarcastically.
   "Oh, I suppose you didn't?" I teased.
   "I had ta SUCK HIS COCK!" he complained. "I told you
I'm not queer."
   "You planning a life on the stage, Norton? Cause you
sure put on a good performance. You really blew him off!
Not to mention that load you shot while he jacked you, and
the snit you went into when you had to pull out of his
ass!"
   "Yeah, well..."
   "Didja like eatin' his ass?" I asked, getting to his
favorite activity.
   "OH, YEAH!" he gasped excitedly, then blushed.
   "Gee, I never would have guessed!" I jabbed his
shoulder. "Uh, Jay. Did you really have to suck, you know,
SHIT out of his asshairs?!"
   "Did I ever! Man, he was really raunchy. I thought I'd
hate something that nasty, but..." he lowered his head in
embarrassment, "he was turnin' me on so much...makin' me do
that. Do you think he'll go through with his threat?"
   "You mean about having us do his friends? I don't know.
But if it ever happens, remember his warning about not
telling them we fucked him. Man, I'll bet they'd have loved
seeing that! I couldn't believe he let us do it. But I
really couldn't believe how much he dug it! Made me want to
try it myself," I admitted without guilt. I'd actually had
a great time and I wasn't ashamed of it. I wanted to do
more cocksucking and fucking, and see what it was like to
get fucked.
   "You wanna take it up the ass?!"
   "Sure, Jay. You wanna give it to me up the ass
sometime?"
   "M-me? You'd let me fuck you?"
   "Hell, yes! It probably won't even hurt after one of
your buttsucks! Just loosen me up real good." I gave him a
quick grope.
   "Well," he shrugged, "I did kinda like fucking Butch.
OK, when you wanna do it?"
   "Tomorrow afternoon? You will suck my ass out first,
won't you?"
   "Aw, Eric. You know that's one thing I'm sure of. I'll
lick your asshole any time!"
   "Even if I got shit in my asshairs?" I laughed.
   "Ha! You don't have any asshairs, Eric!" he laughed.
   "If I grew 'em?"
   "By tomorrow?" he giggled. "Listen, uh...skip your
shower after gym, OK? Hair or no hair, I, well, I'd like
to...I mean, after tonight, I'd like to see if..."
   "If my shit tastes as good as Butch's?" I asked, giving
him a lewd, knowing grin.
   "Yes," he admitted. "I liked it, Eric. And if I can
lick shit from the asshole of a prick like Butch, I can
sure lick yours! Besides, I want to see if it's a one-time
thing. You know...if I was just caught up in the, uh,
excitement. Now don't go leavin' a bunch of dingleberries
hanging out of your hole, you bastard. Just enough so it
smells hot and I can get a taste!"
   "You're weird, Norton!" I blurted.
   "Aw, forget it then," he looked offended. "You mean
SICK, don't you? Why don't you just say it? I'm talking
about wanting to taste your shit and that's REALLY SICK--so
just say it!"
   "Hey, calm down buddy!" I touched his shoulder. "I only
meant you're weird cause you won't admit you're a queer.
You've been lickin' guys' butts all this time, and I just
got into homo sex tonight. And already I know I'm gonna
need cock from now on. I'M A QUEER!"
   "Y-you are?"
   "Sure, thanks to you! And so are you, if you'd just
admit it. I can only imagine what you were getting back
there at Butch's ass...all I know is I nearly went crazy
down there smelling his balls! They were dirty...MAN, THEY
WERE DIRTY...and all I could think of was licking them
clean for him! If you liked the back as much as I liked the
front, well...sick or not--I'M GOING FOR IT!"
   "I-I'm a queer," he said softly, as if trying out the
words. "I'm a fag...a homo cocksucker...a butt-lickin'
fruit that even digs tasting a guy's SHIT!" He glanced up
at me and smiled, looking relieved. "I really fuckin' blew
him good, didn't I!" he laughed.
   "Hot, man. Just like a pro!"
   "It was all cause I was watchin' you fuck him. It was
so hot watching your cock going in and out of his asshole.
I started going up and down on his stiff prick like crazy.
Really trying to suck out his ball juice! I couldn't
believe I wanted to drink it all down."
   "I know," I said assuredly, "you wanted to lick my
dick!"
   "NO! I-I didn't!" he gushed defensively. "I...I...WOW!
I sure as hell did! How'd you know? That's just what I was
thinking about. I forgot all about that. But even then I
was foolin' myself. I was thinking about how awful it would
be if you pulled your cock out of his ass and stuck it in
my mouth. If I was made to suck on it!"
   "That's what you wanted to do, wasn't it?" I suggested,
tenderly.
   "Yeah. I guess so. Jeez. It's true. I wanted to suck
the flavor of his asshole from your cock. What a weird
fantasy!"
   "You're gonna do it, too. I promise! Maybe not Butch,
but if we get together with his friends, who knows? Or we
can find some guy that's gay and likes to get fucked. I'll
fuck him and let you lick my dick clean, how's that?"
   "Yeech! That'd be too filthy to really do, Eric!"
   "I know...but you'd like to, wouldn't you?"
   "If I did...I c-couldn't admit it. It's too
disgusting!"
   "Aw, go ahead and admit it, Jay. Maybe it IS disgust-
ing. But that's why you turn me on so much...cause you're
not afraid of doing things that are disgusting--AND
EXCITING! You wouldn't turn me off. Hell, I'D LOVE TO SEE
YOU SUCK MY COCK OUT OF A GUY'S BUTT--EVEN IF IT HAD A
LITTLE BIT OF SHIT ON IT! YOU'D LICK THE SHIT OFF, WOULDN'T
YOU, JAY?"
   "It...it wouldn't turn you off?" His eyes lit up. I
shook my head no. "In that case, I'd do it...OH FUCK YES
I'D DO IT--AS LONG AS YOU WERE WATCHING!"
   I put my arm around his shoulder. "Shit, buddy, maybe
you oughta be MY sex slave. I'm thinking of lots of things
we could do. Gettin' together with other guys and making
you do things...dirty things...gettin' me so hot I want to
do them with you!"
   "You got a boner, Eric!"
   I looked down. Sure as fuck I had a raging boner
wetting my pants.
   "You wanna suck it, Jay?"
   "You wanna lick my ass, Eric?"
   "YEAH!" we both said at the same time and laughed. But
we had to get home. We were late already.
   "Tomorrow," I said, then quickly pulled him behind a
tree and kissed him. And boy, did he ever kiss me back!
   "Bye," he smiled. "I gotta hurry home--TO JACK OFF!"
   "Me, too!" I laughed. We ran off in different
directions.
   I sure did jack off that night...three times! All
evening I'd been thinking about what had happened, so I was
really primed. The first one didn't last more than a
minute. My dick didn't go down, so I worked it up to
another one. But this time I spent a little time experi-
menting a bit. I fingered my butthole, seeing how it felt
to have something poking in there. It was a little rough,
so I brought my finger up to get it wet so it'd go in
easier. But when I got it up to my nose, I realized there
was a heady smell to it. So I tried that out, too. It was
just a little fragrant, but enough to know that my finger
had been on my asshole! Any other time I'd ever done that
...scratched my ass or something, then checked my finger
out...I'd quickly wiped it off somewhere. This time I
didn't. I layed back and stroked my cock while I smelled my
finger. I kept putting it back down to gather up more of
the hot aroma. The stiffer my cock got, the more exciting
the smell was! I was getting some idea of what Jay's
fascination was. But then, again, it was MY ass I was
smelling. It might be a different story smellin' some other
guy's ass.
   Finally, my dick was twitching so wildly I knew I'd
come soon. I was suddenly desperate for a real strong whiff
to breathe in as I shot. I didn't even think about it...I
just popped that same finger in my mouth and wetted it
down. I jabbed it a little ways into my hole and wormed
it around a little. Then I pulled it out and stuck it to my
nose, breathing deeply, while I shot all over myself!
   After I came, I layed back exhausted...the end of my
finger still up my nostril. I kept smelling it, reveling in
the earthy aroma as I enjoyed the aftermath of my orgasm. I
laughed to myself, realizing I'd licked on it, and trying
to remember whether there'd been any taste. I wasn't sure,
but perhaps there'd been a slight bitter taste. I thought
of tasting it again, but I wasn't horny enough for that.
   I got ready for bed, then hopped in. I layed there
thinking about the weird experiences of the day. Hearing
about a guy that likes to lick other guys' assholes...then
running into him. Liking him, and even telling him some
things about myself. Then how we got into it, only to get
caught by a punk who made us do things we'd never planned!
Remembering how I'd been repulsed, then turned on, by the
guy's raunchy balls! I had to blush...even under the
covers...at how much I'd been turned on by that and the way
I was being forced to do it. And Jay...cute Jay... weird
Jay...NASTY JAY! Then I went back to 'cute' Jay. I hadn't
thought much about how guys looked before, but his vision
kept coming into my mind. It was a nice vision. I smiled,
picturing his cute--even pretty--face. Something had really
changed in me. Hell, I'd even admitted to Jay that I was
queer!
   I layed there for a time, thinking just about that. Was
it true? Could I have enjoyed all that so much without
being queer? Could I picture a boy's face with such
pleasure without being queer? Then I thought about Wendy,
the prettiest girl in school. The one I'd never even had
the courage to approach because she was so beautiful. Would
I rather have Wendy spread out naked with my face in her
pussy...or would I rather have Jay's cock and balls before
me to do with as I pleased? I could only imagine what Wendy
would look like, but I'd fantasized about it many times in
the past while I jacked off. I tried imagining it again,
but the picture kept turning into Jay's crotch. I had my
answer when I got hard thinking about licking his nuts and
running my tongue up and down his hard pecker. Yep, I was
queer alright. And I'd even told Jay he could fuck me up
the ass tomorrow!
   I threw the covers back and grabbed my hard prick. I
figured I'd better see whether I'd even be able to take it.
I sat up on my haunches, and wet my finger again. Then I
reached behind me and played with my asshole. I was
surprised at how easily I was able to stick the finger up
there. I just relaxed my muscles and drove it all the way
in. Then I started exploring. I worked it around inside,
pressing against the sides of my rectum, really giving
myself a wild finger-fucking! I tried to stick another one
in alongside it but there just wasn't enough spit. My
cock was already drooling. I pulled my hand back and
smelled my fingers again in the dark. There was no strong
smell of shit, so I said FUCK IT and popped them into my
mouth. I licked all over the two digits--and even a
third...just in case--and rammed two of them up my butt. I
was sloshing the leaking fluid all over my pulsing
cockhead, and it didn't take long for me to stuff that
third finger in there. It felt so fantastic reaching back
there, driving my fingers up my butt, feeling my anus get
all puffy and loose. "YEAH, I'LL TAKE YOUR PRICK, JAY!" I
said aloud to myself, "I WISH I HAD IT RIGHT NOW! SHOVE
THAT FUCKER IN THERE!!" I had half my hand up my ass and I
spurted cum all over the covers! Then I slept like a baby.
   "Hey, Eric!" It was Tad coming out of his first class.
"Butch was asking about you before school. I said I hadn't
seen ya. Then he said something funny. He laughed and said
you were probably with Shitlick Norton. What'd he mean by
that?"
   "Hey, don't call him that!" I cried, over-reacting.
   Tad gasped and backed away. "I-I didn't...that's what
Butch said...not me. How come you're stickin' up for him,
anyway? Oh, I know," he got a big grin on his face, "you
went and got yourself rimmed off, didn't ya? Got that bone
in your pants yesterday when we told you about him, and you
went out and found him, hunh?"
   "Uh, I did happen to run into him," I felt myself
blushing. "We...we just walked home together."
   "Unh huh, let me guess. Under the bleachers, right?"
   "Ah, well, we did go by there..." I stalled about the
truth. "He just lives a block away from me, you know."
   "Hmmm, cut the crap, Fennerson," he pulled me to the
side and whispered. "He's a great ass sucker, isn't he!"
Tad knew Jay's talents, and it made me wonder how many
other boys' assholes he'd had his tongue up.
   "Tad, uh, what'd you feel when he did it to you? Did
you start gettin' funny ideas or anything?"
   He shrugged. "Naw, just bent over and stuck my ass in
his face and let him lick me while I jacked off. Why?"
   "Oh, nothing," I tried to pass it off.
   "Say, you fooled with him, didn't you, Eric? You two
messed around more than just gettin' a buttlick, hunh? Did
he blow ya? Did he finally blow somebody?! What'd you do to
him...anything?"
   "I-I was just asking, that's all."
   "Sure, Eric...if you say so. Anyway, why's a turd like
Mulligan looking for you? Whatever you two did, it sure
sounded like he might have seen you two together. Why else
would he say you might be with Norton? You hardly even knew
Jay before yesterday."
   "Beats me! I gotta get to my next class," I said.
   "Well, I got P.E. next...with Norton. Maybe I'll ask
him--if I can pull his face outta some
guy's ass!" He started to hurry away.
   "No...Tad...don't do..." but he just waved, and was
gone.
   All morning long I fretted about Tad saying something
to Jay, and about Butch, and wondering what the hell he
wanted. I knew what he probably wanted, I just wondered
what he might be saying around. Aw, nobody'd believe him
anyway. I wondered if girls liked the smell of his ripe
balls. I got a hardon in Sociology.
   "Did you see Tad in P.E. today?" I asked Josh at lunch.
"W-was he talking to Jay Norton?" I was apprehensive.
   "Hunh? Hey, here he comes."
   "Well," he said, grinning and plopping himself down on
the other side of me, "Norton was a good boy today, wasn't
he, Josh? Didn't catch him lickin' even one bung in the
toilets!" He laughed, smirking at me.
   "What's all this interest in Norton?" Josh asked,
biting an apple.
   Tad reached into his paper sack. "Him and Eric got it
on last night. Musta been a lulu...even Butch is looking
for them!"
   "I didn't say that!" I cried defensively.
   "Oh, I know...I know," Tad admitted, "but you haven't
denied it either, have you?" I just hung my head. No matter
how much I wanted to, I just couldn't bring myself to lie
about it. It had been too good. Too good for me to care
what these guys thought about it, even though I wasn't in
any hurry to admit it.
   "See, the way I figure it," he looked across me to
speak to Josh, "more happened than Eric just gettin' a butt
wash. Why else would he not want to talk about it? I think
he got our boy here so turned on that Eric did some nasties
himself. Come on, guy, tell us about it. We're buddies.
What'd ya do, jack him off? Get him to blow ya? No, wait.
You'd be braggin' about it if that happened. DAMN! You
fuckin' licked his pecker, didn't you? Got you so butt-
suckin' hot you turned around and licked his dick. Is that
it? He wouldn't blow you...so you blew him! HOLY SHIT! Bet
you licked his ass, too!"
   "Shut up! You're fuckin' crazy, Tad!" I nearly
screamed, glad we were off to the side by ourselves.
   "OK, OK, but tell me when I'm gettin' warm, willya?"
   "Quit teasin' him, Tad," Josh admonished. "He'll never
tell if you rake him over the coals about it. What really
happened, Eric?"
   "I don't wanna talk about it," I muttered.
   Tad lifted his eyebrows to Josh as if to say 'See!'
   Josh was really intrigued now. "Come on, don't let him
raz you. He's just got a dirty mind. Besides, Tad's jacked
me off before!"
   Stiffening up, Tad hissed, "YOU PRICK! Why'd you tell
him that? You said you'd never tell anyone!"
   "I know, but..." Josh tried to explain.
   "Besides, you jacked me off, too! More'n once!" Tad
spat at him.
   "Because, dummy," Josh said calmly, "if Eric did do
something, he's not gonna tell us the way you're carrying
on. And if he didn't, well, it's no big thing if he knows
we jacked each other off while looking at dirty pictures.
He ain't gonna tell on us, are you, Eric?"
   "More than once?" I had caught that, and smiled at
them.
   "Well, yeah," Josh blushed. "OK, so we stroke each
other's bones once in a while. It's better than doing it
alone!"
   "Hey, I'm not making any judgements," I teased, trying
desperately to turn the tables a bit in my favor. I figured
that Tad probably hadn't even talked to Jay, much less
gotten anything out of him. Suddenly, I felt a lot more
confident. "Listen, guys, let's see what we actually have
here. Now we know that I walked home with Jay last night,
OK? And we know that Tad's gone under the bleachers and
pulled down his pants so another guy could...could lick his
butt. And we know that you two like playing with each
other's peckers! Uh...is that about all?"
   "SMART ASS!" Tad cried, nearly admitting defeat. "But
I'm tellin' ya, Josh, something happened with those two. He
just ain't talking!"
   "Why should he when you're sounding like you're about
ready to get on the loudspeaker and announce it all over
school? Now he's got something on us. Maybe he'll tell us
now." Josh looked at me, hopefully.
   "I-I don't know..." I was still unsure.
   "Hey, Eric," Tad coaxed, "You know me, I'm just a horn-
dog. I always want to hear the gory details. Hell, I'd
never tell on you!"
   "You sure don't mind spreading rumors about Jay,
though. Do you?"
   "Rumors!" he laughed. "Shit, those aren't rumors. We
caught him, remember? Everybody knows about Jay Norton.
He's done too many guys for it not to get around. I think
he even wants it to get around. But, on my word of honor,
the only guy I ever told was you. And...as you just found
out from my blabbing friend here...l've got no room to talk
about messin' with guys. Course we never licked butts or
blew each other, but I still wouldn't want it to get
around. Admit you pumped a guy's bone and they'll figure
you probably blew him!"
   "Um, how 'bout that time we went campin'?" Josh blurted
out, smiling.
   "Aw, quit teasing, willya? He's ready to believe
anything." Tad passed the jibe off much too smoothly to not
be telling the truth. Josh chuckled at his own joke,
anyway, and even persisted.
   "There was that one time I sure thought you wanted to!"
   "Oh, was that the time you kept eyein' my balls and
licking your lips?" Tad was too sharp to not have a
comeback.
   Just then, Jay hurried by the table. "Hi, Tad. Hi,
Josh. Hiiii, Eric! See you later, right?"
   "Uh...yeah...sure, Jay," I mumbled, embarrassed at his
timing.
   "Hiiii, Eric!" Tad repeated, breaking his wrist. "Gotta
date?"
   "Maybe."
   "Gonna be steamin' it up under the bleachers?"
   "Why? You wanna join us?" I asked, sarcastically.
   "Whadda you think, Josh? Wanna go get your butthole
washed out? We can have a party. Norton can eat out our
holes while Eric does...whatever Eric does. That is, if you
don't mind sharing your boyfriend's tongue, Eric. Norton
would love having three hot holes at a time!"
   "He's NOT my boyfriend!" I hissed. "He's just an
alright guy."
   "He musta been alright, if you're going back for
seconds!" Josh giggled.
   "Okay, so we did it," I admitted, "...I mean, HE did
it!"
   "Hmmm. A little slip there?" Tad grinned.
   At least now I knew something I could safely admit to
after that slip of the tongue. "Sure, I
gave him a handjob. Gettin' rimmed like that is worth it.
Isn't it, Tad?"
   "I didn't have to...but, sure. I'da jacked him if he'd
asked. Little fucker has a big dick, that's for sure! Hell,
ya can always wash your hands afterward, right?"
   "You never washed your hands after jacking me off,"
Josh kidded.
   "No, Peterbreath!" Tad smirked. "That's so I could
smell my hand on the way home!"
   "I believe it," Josh smiled.
   "So, you gonna let us in on it, Eric?" Tad turned back
to me, ignoring Josh's little teases.
   "S-sorry, guys. It's private."
   "Hey, we'll be friendly, won't we Josh? We can jack you
while Norton's warming your hole up. You might say we're
'old hands' at it!"
   "Maybe some other time," I said, suddenly wanting to
keep my options open. They were both great-looking guys,
and I wouldn't have minded seeing and playing with their
pricks, either. Maybe even doing other things with them if
they ever loosened up more. Not much chance of that, I
figured. Still, I'd tell Jay and see if he was interested.
I mean, Jay certainly wasn't going to stop messin' with
other guys just cause I was gettin' these feelings for him.
Besides, it wasn't like I was falling for him, or anything.
   "Yeah, OK. Anyway, I hope so. Norton's too good to
waste, and if he starts gettin' it regular from you, he
just might stop puttin' out in the showers!"
   "That still blows my mind!" I gasped. "Didn't one of
the coaches ever catch him?"
   "You know," Tad said, seriously, "it's funny. They
never seem to come around when Jay's in there. It's
probably bullshit, but word's going around that the coaches
leave him alone cause he does them all the time! Makes some
sense, though. If he ever caught him doin' a guy, a coach
would have to turn him in, wouldn't he? Gee, that's sure a
nasty picture, isn't it? Thinking of Norton suckin' ass on
one of the coaches! Hell, maybe they all line up for him!"
Then the bell rang.

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