Date: Mon, 14 Aug 2000 15:56:07 EDT From: VicHowel@aol.com Subject: Growing Up Sexual - chapter XXXII Growing Up Sexual - Chapter XXXII 'lo all, I haven't got my website up yet - another two weeks, hopefully. The guy who's building it for me promises ... The hold up has something to do with all the links and stuff I want in it. I'm hoping that you'll be able to visit me by the time the next installment is due. You'll like the offerings. You'll be able to link directly to Amazon for all four of my current anthologies (I think they're all discounted) and I've made arrangements with the local gay bookstall to handle autographed copies of all 4. The other three will be put on the site as soon as they're published. I'll personally be offering up The Learning Season and Learning To Fly, as well as Confessions Of A Vampire (in combination with its sequel) as soon as the site opens. If you like more strongly plotted stories and can forgive the lack of sex, I'll also be offering my three gay-themed, mainstream novels - the crime story Songs Of The South, the historical, romantic spy story Britain On The Cusp: The Peenemunde Connection, and the romantic political thriller Dark Angel. These will only be offered as e-mail attachments. There'll even be a link to order Herbalife at a 15% discount off of list. I've also started to add three chapters every fortnight to Confessions Of A Vampire in the scifi folder in order to finish it by the end of October. Hopefully, you'll enjoy it as much as you're enjoying the tales of Vic Howell and the lads of Soul. There is a political edge as well as imperative to that story that dictates speeding up its serialisation. It's fun, it's got a lot of sex in it from unexpected places, and it's got a real story line - but it also offers a warning I hope you'll heed. Now let's return to the deep South and the late 50s and catch up a bit on how things are developing in Soul. %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Ronnie Varnadore used his thumb to lift the ballsac in front of him; Julian spread his legs wider in invitation and Ronnie leant further over the bed to suck both balls into his mouth. Behind him, Clyde moved between his spread legs and Ronnie felt the wide head of his dick settle into the well that surrounded his backdoor. Ronnie sighed and willed his anal muscles to open. He let Julian's balls slide over his lips and began to tongue his way up the boy's shaft as Clyde's dick pushed easily into him. He forced thought from his mind as he felt Clyde Lee's pubes grind against his buttcheeks. Relaxing his throat, he deep-throated Julian's dick, burying his nose in the other boy's pubes. Clyde's dick felt good inside him, massaging his joy spot as it began to move. Julian's did too, lodged in his throat and spreading it wide. His own dick bounced as Clyde humped him, skimming across his belly; his balls felt like they were ready to burst. * * * He'd let the Weeks twins talk him into taking a ride with them back in December, the day after they'd started Christmas break at school. Part of him had known what was going to happen. He'd opened his mouth and talked about Vic's being queer too many times since Thanksgiving. He'd also been in on the punishment Clyde meted out to Joe Phillips for pushing Lindy Bennett towards being public about being queer. But he'd still been surprised when they pulled into Auntie Clyde's farm. He'd fought but he'd been no match for four of them. Clyde, Julian, and the Weeks boys had him down before he'd even thrown a good punch. With Henry and Jimmy each holding an arm, they'd marched him into Clyde house and the nearest bedroom. "Do we have to tie you down or are you going to take your punishment like a man?" Clyde had asked him. He'd stared at the determination in the man's face and felt his stomach lurch. He looked into each boy's face and saw the same determination there. He'd known what was coming - they'd done it to Joe back in the autumn. He didn't want a dick up his butt, he didn't want to be queer. He hadn't even let Vic have that, not even back when he'd wondered if he loved the younger boy. But he wanted what he could save of his dignity too. He'd stopped struggling then, accepting that he deserved what was going to happen. And hoping it didn't go too far. He shrugged and stopped struggling. Clyde nodded to the twins and they released him. Ronnie still didn't make a move. "Ronnie, you know that what happens out here - what goes down with anybody who's part of our group, as long as it's mutually agreed to - doesn't go beyond those who're involved-" He looked down at the floor and nodded. Damn! Why had he got mad at that little four-eyed queer? Vic let him ball him whenever he wanted it. He was getting more sex than any guy on the team. It was fucking that Glenda Faye Woods at Richard Lee's Thanksgiving party. She'd been the first girl he'd ever had - even if they were doing it in front of half of the boys in Soul. Even if half of the boys in Soul were having her too right there in the Lee's living room. She hadn't even been very good. Her damned pussy was flabby! He could hardly feel it wrapping around his dick when he was fucking her. It'd been like that every day from Thanksgiving - he'd give her a ride home, and find a place for a quick fuck. He wondered if it was just that everybody in town had had her or if all pussy was that loose. But he'd told her about Vic. Shit! He'd told her about Clyde's, what the boys did there. He hadn't named any names, but anybody in Soul could put 2 and 2 together and figure out who went to Auntie Clyde's and who didn't. And Joe! Why he'd ever put the make on the preacher's kid was beyond him. No, he knew why. He wanted a tight hole to fuck - like Vic's. Just once more before he went back to fucking girls. He'd burnt his bridges to Vic, and Julian was putting out for just the Weeks. Joe Phillips had been a good bet to turn his butt up; he'd even cummed when they were all fucking him back in September. What Ronnie still couldn't understand was why he'd told Joe about Vic. The boy'd had been hesitant, but still let him take him home that time they met in town. He hadn't even complained when Ronnie headed out into the country. He hadn't put up much of a fuss when Ronnie told him that he wanted to fuck him. Telling Joe that he'd been fucking Vic every day had got the kid's jeans off a little faster, but Ronnie didn't doubt for a minute that Joe was wanting it and would have shucked the pants in a couple of more minutes anyway. Now, he had to pay the piper. Maybe he wouldn't have to do any more than suck them off. That wouldn't be too bad. He'd done it enough times with Vic. The idea of it was growing on him as he watched Clyde undress. Shit! The man had a nice body. He was getting hard thinking about what Clyde had between his legs. "Do you want us to take your clothes off?" Julian asked, pulling his attention away from Clyde who was down to just his briefs. Ronnie turned and his eyes got wide. Julian Head had a big-assed dick! He'd never noticed before but, then, Julian was queer as a three-dollar bill - always down on his hands and knees by the time he was naked and wiggling his fanny in invitation to the first dick. Only, now, Julian wasn't turning up his ass. The skin had peeled back on the boy's fucker and it was drooling too. Ronnie wondered what it'd taste like. The Weeks brothers were already naked too and he sucked in his breath when he saw their dicks. He'd seen them in the showers at school. But he'd never seen them hard, not to look at. They were hard now and looked even bigger than Julian's. He turned back to face Clyde as the man stood back up after pushing his briefs down to his feet. "Jesus!" Ronnie groaned, staring at the man's hard dick. Julian was taking that thing up his ass every day? Shit! He'd moved in with Clyde after his daddy threw him out of the house for being queer. Ronnie guessed the boy was taking Clyde's dick up his butt. He had to be. It was amazing that Julian even had vocal chords left because that thing had to be dislocating them every time it fucked him. He was hard as the dickens when he pushed his boxers over his dick, just like the other 4 guys in the room. That worried him. He knew why they were hard. They were anticipating getting their rocks off. With him. So why was he hard? He wasn't queer like Julian and Clyde. He'd only sucked Vic to get a piece of his ass. "Climb up on the bed and suck Julian," Clyde told him, his hand moving to Ronnie's shoulder and guiding him towards the bed. He'd relaxed then. They were only going to make him suck them. He wasn't going to have to take their dicks up his butt after all. He wasn't going to have to be queer with these guys. He wasn't going to have to be like Julian. Sure, he was going to have to suck them all - but that was punishment. It was like losing a bet. It wasn't really queer. Julian was already lying there on his back, stroking his monster and watching Ronnie as he climbed up on the bed. He got to Julian's waist and looked down at the dick waiting for him. It looked more enticing than he wanted to admit. It wasn't skinned like Vic's was. He leant closer and licked the head. Julian let go of the shaft and the skin crept back up over the flange. Ronnie took a deep breath and opened his mouth. His lips pushed the loose foreskin back down on Julian's shaft as he took most of it. His lips locked around the shaft and his tongue swirled around the head, cleaning off all of the boy's pre-cum. He began to bob his head up and down, closing his mind off from all thoughts and allowing himself to get into the feel of the ridges and valleys of Julian's dick as they moved through his lips. He'd forgotten that he and Julian weren't alone. Ronnie didn't feel the bed give as Henry Weeks climbed onto it behind him. Julian's dick was hard as it passed through his lips - and thickening. Ronnie had got thoroughly into getting the other boy off. He only became aware that they were not alone when Henry's knee nudged his legs apart so that he could move in between them. "Grease him up good, Henry," Clyde had told the twin. "Get him up to three fingers before you shove into him." Ronnie had wanted to protest but Julian's hands were on the back of his head, holding him on his dick. He jumped when the first finger touched the lips of his hole, his whole body tensed. "Relax, Ronnie," Clyde had told him. "It won't hurt much if you relax and just let it happen." He felt Clyde's hand touch his back and move to message his shoulders. "Concentrate on sucking that dick." He had. Julian was starting to throb by the time Henry had worked him up to three fingers. And his own balls were riding the shaft of his dick. Henry kept rubbing his joy spot and it was doing things to him that he'd never imagined. He felt Henry's fingers leave him but, before he even mewl, Julian was unloading deep in his throat. He concentrated on Julian then, swallowing and massaging the head of his dick with his throat. He didn't realize that Henry's pole was slipping into him until he felt the twin's pubes tickling the inside of his buttcheeks. After all four of them had had him at both ends, the Weeks had driven him home. Ronnie had been ashamed that they'd fucked him, that they'd seen him get fucked, and that he'd shot two loads while he was getting fucked. But it was still eleven miles back into town. "It looked like you were getting off on that," Jimmy allowed from behind the wheel after they were on the highway. "I-" "Hey! Don't freak on us, Ronnie," Henry said, turning to face him. "A lot of guys like getting dicked. There's no reason why you shouldn't." "That's easy for you to say. It was your dicks in my butt today." "And you found out you liked it - just as Julian has," Jimmy shot back. "And that Vic Howell you were balling through the autumn," Henry added. "If you want some more, we're willing to give it to you," Jimmy offered. "Yeah. And the next thing I'll know is that it'll be all over school," Ronnie growled. "Not likely!" Henry yelped. "We were there this afternoon. And we know what happened to that preacher's kid back in September. We'll feed you our dicks anytime you want it, but we aren't going to talk about it." "Yeah?" Ronnie hadn't meant to allow as much interest to show in his voice as he had. "Yeah," Jimmy answered. "You want us to find someplace private for awhile?" Ronnie had sat back in his seat, looking from one brother to the other. His butt felt stretched but good. Both of the twins had nice ones, and he had liked the way they used them. They wouldn't talk, and it had felt good. Besides, why shouldn't he? He'd taken four dicks up his butt - he was never going to get his cherry back. "Yeah," he mumbled softly. "I might as well." * * * He lifted off Julian's dick and looked over his shoulder at Clyde. "Fuck me," he whispered. "Cum in me." He returned to the dick in front of him and deepthroated it. He felt Clyde begin to move in his chute and groaned around Julian's dick. He was queer. He knew it. But being with Clyde and Julian felt better than doing it with the Weeks boys. He felt safer somehow getting it on with these two. He couldn't fuck either of them - just like he couldn't the Weeks twins. But both Clyde and Julian sucked him off, unlike Henry and Jimmy. Here, he was with other queers and the sex was natural. It was total. There was never any holding back. With the Weeks boys, it was always in the back of his mind that he was queer and they weren't, that he was there to get them off. With Clyde and Julian, all three of them were having sex to get off. Julian moved around to get under him and Ronnie felt the other boy's lips slide over the head of his dick. Behind him, Clyde speeded up his tempo. His balls were already riding the shaft of his pole and he was flying higher than the moon. He'd blow a load soon. He forced himself to wait until Julian had swallowed his pole before he started sucking him again. Clyde's crotch pounded against Ronnie's spread buttcheeks, the last several inches of his dick rubbing Ronnie's prostate continuously. He started to moan, his throat muscles massaging the knob of Julian's pole. He was past thought. He was past feeling. He was feeling. His butt, his throat, his dick. He shuddered and stiffened, his body freezing as Julian's hips plunged forward pushing his meat deep into Ronnie's throat before falling back on the bed. He blew his load then. He was past holding it back, even if he wanted to. His anal muscles gripped at Clyde's thick staff, rippling along its sides. Julian continued to fuck his mouth as he unloaded down the other boy's throat.