From: kaylward@aol.com (KAylward)
Subject: ESCAPADES
Date: 24 Aug 1996 17:39:34 -0400

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Escapades of a Closet Case
Part One
The Awakening

	It was the summer of  69.  Huge parties, great music, plenty of
drugs, and casual sex where everywhere. I should have been in heaven, but
I wasn t. At the age of twelve I didn t know what half of this stuff was. 
I was having severe hormonal rushes, and didn t have any idea what was
going on.  I just thought I was going crazy.  Things were happening to me,
and I hadn t a clue about any of it.  Whatever it was, it was better than
watching the neighbor s teenagers come home drunk at night, or sneaking
around to smoke cigarettes.  I needed to know why my pecker was getting
all hard, and why this hair was starting to grow everywhere.  The only
thing to do was ask the older guys.
	I was in Michael s clubhouse.  That was where we went to hide and
smoke.  Being much older than myself, (almost fourteen), he was in the
know about these grownup things.  He had girlie magazines that he swiped
from the High School guy s clubhouse.  What a man!  From the first time
saw a picture of a naked woman, I knew I wanted to know more.  It made my
pecker hard and tingly, even more than usual.  I would casually ask
Michael all kinds of leading questions.  Things like,  Why don t they have
a pecker ?   How do they pee without one ?   I put my what where ?   How
can I do that?    So that s why this thing is getting so hard and tingly! 
 He told me that if I rubbed it up and down, it would feel really good
too!
	That was to be the single greatest piece of information I would
acquire for a long time to come!  My buddy left one part out however.  He
never told me that it was going to squirt stuff.  Imagine my surprise when
I stroked it the first time and sprayed my load.  It was in my bedroom,
and I hadn t made plans for this.  I was laying on my bed with my new
school shirt on, and bingo!  The panic was terrible.  I almost forgot how
good it felt.  How was I going to explain this one to Mom?  I had to get
this mess cleaned up, and had nothing on hand to do it with.  I couldn t
leave my room in this condition.  So what could a guy do, I had to
sacrifice a sock, and save a shirt.  She wouldn t notice a lost sock.  The
laundry gremlins ate them all the time.  The shirt, on the other hand was
something different.  She had bought it for me only a week ago.  I had to
take action!
	With eight kids, two dogs, and a watchdog of a mother, our house
was like Grand Central Station.  This was going to require some serious
sneakery.  Saturday morning was the only time I could get the job done. 
Everyone would be out, and I could use the washing machine.  Every time
one of my sisters would use the machine I would make sure I was there. 
There can be little doubt that my sisters wondered why I took a sudden
interest in how the thing worked.  I just played it off as wanting to be a
pest, and secured the information I needed.
	Saturday came, the troops took off in all directions, and I had my
chance.  One final check of the house told me I was safe.  I put the shirt
in the machine, set the dials like my sisters did, and did what any normal
boy of my age would do with some extra time.  I went to the basement
bathroom to try this new toy out again.
	I knew I would have to lay down, lest the intensity of the
feelings would make me fall.  A vinyl covered exercise mat in the clubroom
that was perfect for the job.  I wasn t about to get this stuff on
anything else and have to go through this again.  Vinyl cleans up easy.  I
made sure I removed every stitch of clothing, and set about my adventure
with great haste.  My fingers moved like lightning!  I wanted to do this
fast to keep from getting caught.  It seemed like an eternity till the
sensations started to build in my semi-hairless balls.  My breath was
coming in gasps, my heart was pounding with excitement and fear, and just
when my balls began to tighten up, I heard the back door slam!  It was too
late, I just couldn t stop  The only thing that mattered were the
sensations in my groin that sent me reeling into another dimension.  This
was a dimension that was defined by my balls, pecker, and every muscle I
had.  My heart was pounding so hard I could hear the blood rushing in my
ears.  Each contraction of my anal sphincter, and pulse of my pecker was
another step closer to paradise.  My head was totally filled with the
feelings of the moment!  This was far more intense than the first time. 
It felt like my balls were trying to come out through my penis!.  I didn t
care though, the feeling was so strong and wonderful that nothing else
mattered.  The sensation of my sperm traveling up through my penis was new
and exciting.  I opened my eyes just as a few drops sprayed my face.  My
pecker was spraying the fluids of youth all over my stomach, chest and
face.  It was thicker than the first time, and more of it too!  As the
waves of ecstasy, and jets of semen subsided, I was left with a feeling of
pure euphoria.  My heart was going like a freight train, and I was covered
with sweat and semen.  I expected a few drops of clear fluid like the
first time, but this was different.  This stuff was thicker, and had a
white color to it.  I don t know why, but I had to taste it.  I took my
fingers that were covered with the stuff, and slowly brought them to my
lips.  It was warm and salty, but really didn t taste that bad at all.  I
played with the droplets that covered my tender abdomen for a few minutes.
 It was more slippery than the first time.  Then I remembered that someone
else was home.
	In a flash of the quietest movement possible, I used what seemed
like a half a roll of toilet paper to clean up the evidence.  It didn t
clean up nearly as easily as the first time.  I finally managed to regroup
and get dressed.  As I walked up the steps, it suddenly occurred to me
that there would be questions. Why was I using the basement bathroom?  Why
was I doing laundry for the first time in my life all of a sudden?  Why
did I have this big bulge in the front of my pants?  Why did I have sin
written all over my face?  I pulled out my shirt tail and cooked up some
good excuses in a hurry.  Then I went upstairs ready to play battle of the
wits for all I was worth.  Nobody could ever know what I was doing with
myself.  The embarrassment would just kill me!  I had to be prepared.
	When I went upstairs, I found my older sister of fifteen at the
kitchen table.  She was doing homework.  Like any normal sister, she
ignored me.  In my mind I was just sure she knew what I had been doing. 
She was, after all one of them.  They all posed naked for magazines.  So
they just had to know that boys got hard penises, stroked them, and
squirted stuff all over themselves.  I immediately offered the alibi of
working out to build more muscles, which she blew off as readily as she
had ignored me.  The fact is, she probably thought I was weird for saying
anything at all.  Then she asked why the washing machine was running.  I
evaded this by admitting to the nonexistent crime of spilling paint on my
new shirt.  She knew this sort of accident was a terrible crime in our
house, and bailed me out by finishing the job for me.  If she only knew
the real crime!
	Thus began my escapades of masturbation.  In the following months
I would be satisfied with this new adventure.  I would wait till someone
would go in the main bathroom so I had reason to use the basement bathroom
as often as possible.  Every time the house was empty, I was in the
bathroom.  The shower suddenly became my friend.  It covered the noise of
my pastime.  I quickly became the cleanest kid on the block.  If I could
ve gotten frequent flier miles for all the combined inches of stroking I
did that year, I would have at least gotten a trip around the world.
	More things started to happen to me.  My voice was starting to
sound funny at times.  I was getting hair everywhere that I didn t really
want it.  My penis started to get longer (no doubt from pulling on it so
much), and my balls were getting bigger and hairier.  Little did I know
that all of this would eventually be an asset.  At the time it just made
it harder to hide the erections that came on when I was in public.  The
thought that my new toys might swell and fall off eventually, scared me a
few times.  I checked this out with Michael.  He never heard of it
happening, so I figured I was safe.  It probably scared the hell out of
him to consider losing such a valuable toy.  It was a question that had to
be asked though, I was desperate  He assured me that his stuff had been
changing for quite a while, and some of his buddies assured him that it
was normal.  What a relief!


Part Two
More To Cum

	After about a year of the same bathroom routine, I wanted more. 
Don t get me wrong, at thirteen my jerk off sessions were still the best
thing happening in my life by far.  I just wanted more.  The concept of
girls had it s merits.  They seemed to be nice and soft, but they were
very scary creatures indeed.  Definitely not worth the danger involved.  I
did love to look at pictures of them naked however.  I even had a few
close encounters with puppy love.  It never went very far, as I didn t
know how to tell them that I wanted to stick my penis into their pussy. 
Hell, I never even saw a pussy in real life.  Michael told me that the
ultimate goal was to do these things .  I did manage to get a few kisses
during my thirteenth year.  In fact I got to second base with one girl. 
It only proved to be painful though, as she promptly slapped my face. 
Another reason the situation never went too far was the concept of being
naked in front of a girl.  What would a girl say if she saw all that hair
and those swollen things between my legs.  She d be sure to know how they
got swollen in the first place.  What a dilemma!  Somehow I knew it was
OK.  All the guys in gym class were evidently doing the same thing.  We
were all getting big dicks and swollen balls.  At least most of us were. 
Some of the guys obviously hadn t figured out what to do with their things
yet.  They hadn t grown any hair, and their privates were like mine used
to be before I learned to jerk off.  I would have enlightened them, but
this just wasn t something you told a stranger.  You had to learn this
stuff from somebody really close to you.  An older brother type.  That was
the only way it was cool, and cool mattered in this business.
	Having become a man of the world, armed with all the knowledge you
could possibly need on this subject, I started to hang around my old
friends again.  They were my age and younger, and they didn t brush me off
when their buddies wanted to do other things.  I had picked Michael s
brain for all it was worth, so who cared anyway.  Now I could be the
bigshot with the gang.
	I had a new charisma, an inner confidence now.  My popularity was
peaking.  These other two guys didn t seem to have a clue.  They just
wanted to know more when I offered to share the magazines I had collected,
or told them what I had been told.  It was all very worldly and daring. 
One of the other guys had gotten hold of a few copies of a French magazine
from his dad s study.  We shared and shared alike.  Of course this all led
to the inevitable.
	While the three of us were on one of our regular bike trips in the
country, we stopped for a break.  We had been riding all morning, and were
ten miles from anything.  The place we stopped was a few hundred feet off
of the little country road, in a thicket of oak trees beside the lake. 
The large boulders that hung from the cliff behind and to our side
provided adequate cover from anyone who might drive by, and the breeze off
the lake was great in the summer heat.  We had all worked up a sweat from
our long ride on our twenty inch bikes.  The lake looked really inviting
at that point.  The only problem was that our game plan hadn t called for
swimming, so nobody had a swimsuit.  We thought about jumping in with our
clothes on, but the concept of riding all the way home in wet pants
sucked.  I just couldn t take it anymore.  I made the declaration!   I m
going in naked.  Nobody can see us back here, and you guys are just
chicken   CHICKEN!!!!  That was a fighting word!  Nobody could let
themselves be called CHICKEN!  We all stood around looking at each other
with half scared looks.  First I took off my shirt and shoes.  The other
two just watched in amazement.  Was I really going through with this? 
Jackie looked at Bob and they shrugged.  None of us could believe what we
were doing, and we started to laugh out loud.  We stripped down to our
underwear and the pregnant pause brought a silence like I d never
experienced.  Who was going to go first?  I figured that one of them
should, as I had come up with the idea.  They figured differently!  I took
a deep breath, drop my briefs, and jumped in the water in one smooth
movement, so they wouldn t see my hard on.  They looked at each other once
more, and did the same.  We all had hardons, and none of us wanted the
others to know.  We had a hell of a time swimming until the icy water
chilled us into getting out.  It had also chilled our peckers too.
	Once back on shore, we realized that we didn t have towels.  Our
backpacks were filled with canteens, snacks, cigarettes, and of course
girlie magazines.  We couldn t put our clothes back on yet, and we were
becoming comfortable with each others nudity, so we just kicked back to
air dry. The huge rock we sat on was warm and smooth.  I pulled out a
couple of the magazines, and Jackie had some cupcakes, Bob provided the
smokes.  We just sat there checking out the girls in the mags, stuffing
our faces and smoking.  While looking through the magazines, we all
developed raging hard dicks.  It didn t matter at this point though,
because we were so horny we were all playing with ourselves discreetly.
The three of us were doing together what we wouldn t want anyone in the
world to know about.  At some point we gave up all pretenses and started
to work our meat in earnest.  It was wild and daring, which just made it
that much more fun.  Jackie reached over and took hold of my dick.  It was
longer, about six inches, and more slender than his own, and I guess he
wanted to see what it felt like.  He started to stroke me very slowly,
which I didn t object to, as it felt really good.  I spit in my hand and
began to work on Bob s big dick.  It was almost eight inches long, and
much thicker than mine or Jackies. I didn t know why he had such a tool,
but I wanted to explore it.  Bob reciprocated by working on Jackies piece.
 It was shorter and thick, with an almost pointed head.  We were some hand
spitting, meat stroking fools for awhile.  We just laid there in a circle
on the rock stroking each other.  It all felt really good, and I knew I
was getting close to cumming.  The other guys were too.  The rhythm of the
stroking was getting faster and more erratic.  Then we started to cum. 
Jackie started it off by drenching Bob s hand with a few spurts of warm
semen.  It didn t shoot very far, but it was thick and white.  Mine shot
out the end in a series of thin jets that went the furthest.  Bob s was
somewhere in between, but he shot more than either one of us.  His load
just seemed to keep cuming and cuming.  We were all covered with each
others semen, and we began to play with it and taste it.  I never had the
chance to see what someone else s tasted like.  Obviously the other guys
were curious too.  They did the same thing.  After a few minutes we got
back in the water to clean up.
	When we got out, we went through the same routine again, but
switched places.  It was going along just fine.  I was working Jackies
hard dick for him, Jackie was working Bob s, and bob was working mine.  It
was lasting a lot longer this time too.  We were having some great fun
together.  Then Bob suggested we suck each other.  I had never done this
before, and it scared me a little.  Jackie just plain didn t want anything
to do with it.  I asked Bob where he had heard of doing that.  He told me
that he had an uncle who had been sucking his for years.  He assured me
that it felt really good.  I was still a little nervous about it, and didn
t really want to put my mouth were somebody s pee comes from.  He told me
to just lay back, and he would suck on mine first.  If I wanted to, he
would let me suck his later.  So I laid back on the rock and watched as he
lowered his mouth to my raging hard on.  He began by licking the small
drops of pre cum over my dickhead.  It felt really good!  I pulled back a
little, as my cokhead had become very sensitive to touch.  Bob just
started to lick up and down the length of it.  My whole cock throbbed with
every touch.  Then he put the head back in his mouth and sucked really
hard.  It felt OK, but nothing near as good as when he began to pump it in
and out while swirling his long tongue across that sensitive spot at the
base of the head.  That felt so good that I almost shot my load right
then.  He pulled away for a moment, and asked if I liked it.  I just
moaned and pushed his head back down on my dick.  I looked over at Jackie.
 He was stroking his own dick for all it was worth.  In about another
thirty seconds, I began to cum.  The first gush of semen shot into Bob s
mouth, and he gagged a little.  He pulled my dick out fast, and started to
pump it with his hand.  It was the most intense orgasm I had ever had.  My
load wasn t that big, as my balls were already spent from our first
session, but the waves of orgasm were really strong, and they just kept
coming with a really great intensity.  Jackie was still working his meat
when Bob pushed his hand out of the way and began to suck his dick.  It
only took two or three sucks and he was over the edge.  He must not have
shot too much, as Bob didn t pull away.  He took his whole load until
Jackie pushed him away.
	Bob just sat back and laughed.  So how was it?  I just shook my
head, Wow!  I never felt anything like that!  It feels really good. 
Jackie was still so wired that he couldn t even speak.  He just shook his
head.  Then he asked if we wanted to suck his dick.  I did, but I wasn t
sure about it.  I leaned over and started to stroke Bob s meat when Jackie
leaned over and took it in his mouth.  Jackie motioned for me to suck him
as he offered me his dick.  Suddenly I wanted nothing more than to suck a
hard dick.  I crawled under his legs and began to lick his dickhead.  That
had felt really good to me.  He pushed his dick against my mouth like he
had been doing this years, and knew what he wanted.  I opened my lips and
took just the head into my mouth.  It didn t taste bad at all.  So I took
a little more into my mouth.  Before I knew it, I was taking all that I
could fit without gagging.  Jackie must have been touching Bob s dick with
his teeth, as Bob kept on saying  Just use your lips and tongue, your
teeth hurt .  I took the hint and was extra careful with Jackies dick. 
Then Jackie started to cum again.  I was surprises by his load, but kept
his dick in my mouth until he was done.  It didn t taste bad, just a
little salty, and there wasn t that much of it.  I just spit it out and
wiped my mouth.  By then Bob was cuming.  He evidently had a much larger
load, as Jackie was gagging all over the place.  He pulled his head back,
and promptly got hit in the face with some of Bob s load.  Poor Jackie was
spitting like there was no tomorrow.  We all laughed and looked at each
other with red faces.  It was all a little embarrassing, but it felt so
good that we didn t care.  We agreed that none of us would ever say
anything to anybody about what happened.  The agreement was sealed with a
spit shake and a sworn oath.
	After that session we got cleaned up again.  We put our clothes on
while we were still wet, as it was getting late.  The ride home was
somehow different.  Nobody said anything much to each other the whole way.
 We had left a big piece of our innocence back at the lake, and we knew
it.
	From that day on nothing would be a secret between the three of
us.  We had a bond that went clean to the bone.  The bone between our legs
that is.  We shared every secret we had with each other, and spent all of
our time together.  Our trips to the lake always included a session from
then on.  We spent every moment we could that summer out around the lake. 
It was a special place for us.  We became secure in the privacy of our
little place  Nobody would ever know what went on at  The Rock .  At least
that s what we thought!


Part Three
The Rock

	On one of our trips to The Rock, we started to  play around  as we
called it.  We were swimming and stroking, sucking and petting just like
always.  We had learned that it felt good to have your ass and legs
tickled while you were being sucked.  That licking the other guys balls
felt good, and that with practice, it wasn t that hard to swallow a load
without gagging.  Each knew what the other guys liked, and we tried
anything we could think of.  We had become responsive to each other, and
started trying to prolong our pleasure.  It was all very hot and fun and
in some measure very innocent.  You can imagine our surprise when we were
going at it this time and found that we were not alone!  A park ranger had
crept up on us while we were occupied with our pleasures.  He was about
six feet tall, very muscular, with blond hair and steel blue eyes.  He
scared us to death when he said  Having fun boys! .  Well we nearly shit
ourselves.  We were busted and our lives were sure to be in ruin.  He
might take us to jail or shoot us or even tell our parents.  What the heck
could we do now.  All three of us dashed for our clothes in the hopes of
getting away.   Hold it, Don t move! .  OK, so we were dead.
	We were all ready to cry at this point.  The Ranger knew it and
tried to quiet us down.  I m not gonna bust you, he said.  My name is Tom.
 I ve been watching you boys for a few weeks now.  Well this just scared
us even more.  He told us to relax, that he was once a boy.  In fact, he
just wanted to play around too if it was OK with us.  He began to rub his
crotch as he talked.  You could see through his pants that he had a hard
on too.  All of a sudden the fear was gone.  This guy was one of us!  We
all looked at each other for a minute and realized that we could either
play or pay.  Tom was a lot older.  Heck he might even be twenty or so,
but what the heck, he was just another guy.
	We said OK, and admitted that we were kinda new to all of this,
and he said that it was OK.  He liked what he saw when he was watching us
through the trees.  With that he unzipped his pants, and let them fall to
the ground.  This was a full grown man.  He had big muscles and
everything.  When he pulled down his briefs we were somewhat surprised. . 
I m sure we all expected to see some twelve inch monster hanging between
his legs.  At least I did.  His dick was hard as a rock.  It was about the
size of mine, but a little thicker.  The main difference was the amount of
hair he had. It was all around his groin with a few tufts that went up his
belly.  Tom s legs were thick and heavily muscled too.  He asked if we
liked what we saw.  We all giggled and said yes.  When he motioned us to
him we all moved toward him cautiously.  Bob reached out and touched Tom s
dick first.  Jackie and I played with his hairy ass and balls.  The ranger
and us took turns feeling each others hard dicks.  He stopped us, and
moved back to take off his clothes.  This guy had a serious body.  He had
muscles in places that I had never imagined.  Maybe my body would look
like his one day.
	After a few minutes of this we moved over to the rock.  We all
climbed up on it and tried to get situated.  Tom said he wanted to suck
each of us off in turn if we would do the same for him.  With that he bent
toward my cock as I was the closest.  I pushed my hips forward to make it
easier for him.  When Tom took my dick in his mouth and started to suck
it, I realized that he knew what he was doing.  It felt a lot better than
when my buddies did it.  He never touched me with his teeth once.  His
tongue was working circles around my cockhead, and it was very slow
compared to Bob or Jackie.  By this time the other guys were busy working
on each other in a sixty nine.  Tom suggested that we climb up next to
them and do the same.  That was fine by me.  I wanted to suck this big man
s dick.  Tom laid down and motioned me to take the top.  As we got going I
tried to do my best for him.  I mimicked what he was doing to me stroke
for stroke.  Then I felt something pocking at my asshole.  I flinched as
we had never done this kind of thing.  Tom had wetted his finger with
spit, and was trying to poke it into my little hole.  He pulled my dick
out and told me to relax and I would enjoy it.  I did as he said and
relaxed.
	When I was relaxed enough his finger slid right in.  It hurt just
a little, but that turned into pleasure when he started to message my
prostate gland.  Before I knew it I was pushing back against his finger
for more.  Tom worked another finger in and slowed his sucking so that I
wouldn t come.  I was not paying too much attention to his cock at this
point, just kinda holding it in my mouth.  Then I just let his dick fall
out and focused on the pleasure that he was giving me.  Tom asked if I had
ever taken a dick up my ass.  I told him that I didn t know you could do
that.  He said sure you can if you take your time.  Then he asked if
wanted to try it.  Well his fingers felt so good that I agreed to try it. 
He got up and went over to his pants.  When he returned he had a tube of
stuff with him.  He squirted some on his fingers and told me to bend over.
 Then he worked the gew into my ass with his fingers awhile.  He told me
to let him know if it hurt.  It didn t really hurt, it just felt full. 
After a few minutes he stopped working my ass, and put some of the gew on
his dick.  He said that the gew was the whole trick.  By now the other
guys had stopped what they were doing and began to watch us as they
stroked their dicks.  Tom laid down on the rock and motioned me to him. 
He said that I should get astride his hips and work dick in slowly.  He
warned me that it might even hurt a little at first, but it would feel
really good after a minute or so.  I took his cautions and climbed on top
of him.  When I guided his dick to my hole I got a little scared.  He told
me to relax as he stroked my dick with the lubricant.  I pushed back
against his tool very gradually.  He must have loosened me up fairly well
with his fingers.  The head of his dick popped right in.  It hurt like
hell at first, and I started to pull away.  Tom grabbed my hips and held
me firm.  I whimpered a little as he soothed and calmed me.  Remember to
relax and take it slow.  The pain will pass.  His voice was calm and
soothing.  After a few seconds I wanted some more.  I pushed back and took
a few more inches.  I felt really full.  It was like I had to go to the
bathroom.  The pain was fading now and I was getting harder than ever. 
Tom stroked my dick slowly as I pushed even more of his dick up my ass. 
Now I knew what he meant.  This really did feel good, even if it did hurt
some too.  Before I knew it I was pushing back till I had the whole thing
buried in my ass.  Tom began to pump my ass very slowly, while he stroked
my dick at the same time.  I found myself forcing my ass down onto his
dick as hard as I could.  My dick was on fire, and so was my ass.  I had
never felt anything like this.  My dick exploded all over Tom s chest in
spasms of orgasm that can t be described.  It went on and on.  I m not
sure whether the orgasm was in my dick or my ass.  I was just a mass of
pleasure.  It seemed like a quart of jiz was pumping from my rock hard
cock.  My asshole was nothing but a spasm of pleasure too.  That was when
I felt Tom tense up.  He held my hips down and still on his dick.  It
began to pulse inside my rectum.  There was a sensation of warmth filling
my behind, and it felt good too.  Some of it was leaking out and running
onto Tom s balls.  I Just relaxed and enjoyed it.  When he was done
cumming he reached up and held me close.  We were both so exhausted that
we just laid there for a minute or two.  Bob & Jackie were in awe.  They
wanted to try it on each other.  Tom warned them to wait until he could
show them how.  He said they could each take a turn at fucking his strong
ass for now, but not to try each other until they knew how.
	With that Tom got up on all fours and put some of the KY jelly on,
and in his asshole.  Bob let Jackie go first while I went down to the
water to clean up.  My ass was a little sore, but the fun was worth the
pain.  When I got back up to the rock, Jackie was taking his turn at Tom s
wet ass.  His dick was slurping around in Bob s semen and the KY jelly as
he pumped away at Tom s ass.  When he was done, Tom still wanted me to
fuck his ass so that I would know how good it felt to him.  I had never
fucked anyone before, so this was a real treat.  By that time Tom s ass
was just dripping with semen and my dick slid right in.  I held his hips
and pumped away like a rabbit on amphetamines.  My dick was so worn out
that I had a hard time working up another load.  That was fine by me
though.  This felt better than any handjob or blowjob ever did.  I pushed
my little ass as hard as I could and all Tom could say was oh that s good,
harder, harder.  He was working his dick at the same time.  We each came
one last time and called it quits.
	After that we went down to the water for a dip and to clean up. 
Tom said that we should never tell anyone about our little games or he
would get in trouble because he was an adult.  We talked for awhile and
got to know a little more about each other.  Sports, hiking, camping,
snake and turtle hunting, swimming and bike riding were things that Tom
liked too.  He said that we could stop by his cabin if we wanted.  As long
as the padlock was on the gate it was safe.  That way we could play around
in privacy.  He promised to teach us all kinds of stuff.


Part Four
The Cabin

	On our first trip to the cabin, we were all a little scared.  Bob
and Jackie were all for it, but they hadn t been the ones who d gotten
fucked the first time.  It was really fun at the time, but my asshole was
sore for a couple of days afterwards.  They wanted to know how it felt and
were willing to wait until Tom would have a chance to teach them.  I told
them it was going to hurt at first, and probably for a few days after, but
they insisted.  They said I looked like I was in ecstasy when I did it.
	As we drove up the lane to the cabin, we noticed that the lock was
not on the gate.  We didn t dare go in, lest we get Tom in some kind of
trouble.  So we snuck around the back of the cabin to see what was
happening.
	We heard some voices coming from the barn in back of the cabin. 
When we peeked in we saw Tom and another man in the hay.  The other man
was hanging by his bound wrists with no clothes on.  Tom asked him if he
really wanted it?  The man was begging  Please Tom, you know what I want. 
Do it!  I can t wait any longer!   With that Tom brought the paddle he was
holding down hard on the mans buttocks.  It resounded with a sharp smack. 
The man lurched forward to escape the sting.  Tell me what you want boy
said Tom.  The man said  Another .  Another what?  Another smack!  Please
Tom, do it again.  With that he got what he asked for.  Tom began spanking
this man again and again with the leather paddle.  He squirmed at his
bonds like he wanted to get away, but every time Tom stopped he d ask for
more.  By now the man s cock was like a steel rod.  It was oozing pre cum,
and was almost as red as his ass.  Tom stopped and took the man s cock in
his mouth.  He d suck for awhile and stop.  Then he d give the man a few
more smacks with the paddle.  It went on like this for about an hour,
during which we had jerked off a couple of times just watching.
	Tom dropped his short cut offs and let his own cock get free.  He
asked the guy if he wanted anything else.  The guy said quietly  Your
cock. .  And where do you want my cock Tom replied.  I want it up my ass. 
Oh please Tom, let me have your hot cock up my burning ass.  Tom took some
lotion out of a little ice chest and applied it to the guys buns first. 
It must have been a shock, as the guy literally jumped off the ground. 
Then he worked some up the guys ass.  The guy was pushing back to get more
stimulation.  Tom knew it and pulled away.  By now this guy was leaking
pre cum that amounted to more than my normal orgasm.  Tom positioned
himself behind the guy.  The guy was struggling to get that dick into his
ass.  He was being teased beyond belief.  When Tom finally put the head of
his cock close enough, the guy was stabbing at it with his ass trying get
it inside himself.  It wasn t going to be that easy though.  Tom let him
have just enough to open his ass up.  He wouldn t push it in and satisfy
him.  He was dangling just high enough so that his butt was just out of
range to get good penetration.  That is until Tom wanted to.  This guy was
whining and begging for it.  Tom reached around and took his cock in hand.
 He began to pump it a few strokes, and stopped as soon as the guy would
get close.  Then he started to pump his ass good.  He went at the guy for
what seemed like an eternity.  His ass was a blur of motion as he pounded
his cock home.  The guy was begging him to stroke his own cock.  Tom
finally relented and started to stroke the guy as his own orgasm came on
him.  When Tom tensed up with his organ sunk deep in the mans ass, the
other guy started to cum at the same time.  He spurted load after load of
cum across the barn.  It was like a fountain going off.  I saw Tom reach
around and squeeze the guys balls at the same time.  Still more semen came
shooting out.  When It was over the guy damn near passed out.  Tom pulled
out his dick, and his cum dribbled down the mans leg.  He undid his
restraints, and let him down.  The man quickly dropped to his knees and
licked Tom s cock clean.  Then Tom whispered in the guys ear and said he d
be back as he headed toward the cabin.  The other guy started to clean
himself up in the trough.
	When we turned around, there was Tom.  So you guys decided to stop
by.  We were shocked.  Was he going to be mad because we had seen them? 
It s OK he said.  You were supposed to see it.  You guys are ready for
something new.  Maybe even some of that bondage stuff when you get older. 
Come on in and let me introduce you to Carl.
	When we went inside Carl was just putting his clothes on.   Well
boys, did you like our little show?   They had known we were watching all
along.   I ll  bet we could find some cum on the ground outside if we
looked, couldn t we.  We all knew that was true.  Carl told us that he
knew all about us and our little games.  Tom had told him weeks ago about
seeing our sessions at the rock, even before we had met.  Then Carl
reached over and began to fondle Bob s dick through his pants.  I
understand this is a nice big one Bob.  Bob blushed, but pressed his
hardening dick toward Carl s hand.  Then Carl dropped down and unzipped
Bob s pants.  Why don t you other boys get comfy too, I want to suck all
of you.  With that we were all naked in a flash.  
	Tom told me to go ahead and fuck Carl while he was blowing Bob. 
He likes that.  He explained that he wanted to play with Jackie awhile. 
Jackie soon found himself bent over a hay bale with two fingers up his
butt.  I don t know if he was ready for what was to come.  He cried out
loud when Tom started to press his cock in.  I saw Tom holding him firm
and stroking his ass and dick for a few minutes.  It ll get better, just
relax.  In the meantime we had changed positions.  I was now bent over and
Carl was fingering my ass while he stroked my dick, and Bob was busy going
at Carl s ass.  Then Carl wanted to fuck me.  By this time I was ready to
go and plunged my ass back against him.  He took it slower than I wanted
it, and was very gentle.  then he picked up the pace.  Bob was still
drilling him from behind and I was getting drilled.  We soon began
cumming, Bob first then me followed by Carl.  We looked over and saw that
Tom had gotten his dick all the way into Jackies quivering butt.  Carl
went over and began to suck Jackies dick and lick his balls.  It must have
helped because Jackie stopped sobbing and started to hump Toms dick for
all he was worth.  In a few minutes Tom shot his load and Jackie followed
suit.  Bob and I just watched as the two old pros did Jackie.
	After that we took a break.  The guys said we could use the shower
in the cabin to get cleaned up.  They were a little surprised when we
wanted to take turns, considering what we had just been through together. 
Just get in there together you guys they said.  We did, and I asked Jackie
if he was OK.  He said yeah, but it hurt a lot worse than he thought.  I
told him I knew, but I still liked it.  He said he liked it after he got
started but wasn t in any hurry to do it again real soon.  Bob meanwhile
was still a virgin.  He seemed a little miffed with the idea that he was
missing something.  I told him to be patient, they d probably do him too. 
When we got out, I told Tom that Bob felt left out.  He went over to Bob
and put his arm around his shoulder.  It s OK, there s plenty of time. 
Bob wanted it now though.  Tom nor Carl could even get it up again just
yet.  So Tom got out this buttplug and the lotion.  He motioned for Bob to
come into the bedroom.  I heard him say that he wasn t going to allow him
to rush it like Jackie had.  It just plain hurts too much if you do.  When
I walked by the bedroom on my way to the bathroom, I saw Bob up on all
fours.  Tom was working his fingers into Bob s butt.  I heard him groan as
another finger went in, and Tom told him to relax.  I m going to replace
my fingers with this plug.  If it hurts, let me know I ll stop.  More
grunting from Bob and then quiet.  Bob s breathing was erratic as he tried
to adjust to the intruder up his butt.  By now I was hard again just
thinking about what was happening.  Tom noticed this as I walked by and
called me in.  He asked Bob if it was OK for me to fuck him as his dick
was just plain worn out.  Bob said he didn t care as long as I went slow
and gentle. 
	I got on the bed behind Bob, and Tom lubed my dick up real good. 
When he pulled the butt plug out he told me to do Bob real slow.  My dick
was a good bit bigger than the plug, so it was a tight fit.  Bob began to
pull away from me.  Tom told him that it would hurt a little no matter who
was doing it.  Bob relented and put his face down into the pillow.  I
heard him scream as I pushed it in and the head popped past his sphincter.
 I was being as gentle as I could.  Tom told me to stay where I was.  He
began to caress Bob s stomach, and suck his dick and balls.  This seemed
to be the way to go, as Bob began to push his ass slowly back against my
hard dick.  When it was finally all the way in, we just stopped for a
minute.  I let Bob decide the pace from there on.  He was crying like a
baby at first but started to pump my cock with his ass.  After awhile he
got a rhythm going in tune with Tom s sucking on his own dick.  A few
minutes later I felt Bob s ass contract around my dick, he was cuming.  I
let my own orgasm go and felt the warmth of my sperm running out of Bob s
ass and down my balls.  I pulled out as soon as Bob s orgasm subsided.  He
just turned around and smiled.
	By this time it was getting too late to make the ride back home
and beat our curfew.  Carl had a PU truck.  He offered to take us most of
the way so we wouldn t be late.  I think all three of us had trouble
taking a shit that week.  I know my ass was sore for a few more days.  I m
just glad we didn t have to ride the bikes all the way home.

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