Date: Mon, 19 Nov 2012 12:13:16 -0600 From: Charles Hughes <the.back.door@hotmail.com> Subject: OUR SEX CLUB - 10 Young Friends b/b/b/b (oral anal) This story is completely fiction; it is the story of two young school boys and their friends. If you are not 18, or if it is illegal for any reason for you to read such material, you must leave now. Copyright 2012 Charles Hughes, all rights reserved. If you would like to copy the story, please, just ask. I'm grateful for the many responses! The responses help me assess various options for a story, and I do listen to readers. I will answer all emails (I love to hear from you); please put the title of the story in the Subject line and use this address: the.back.door@hotmail.com And THIS IS IMPORTANT: Readers, if you enjoy reading the stories at Nifty, please consider making a donation so their work can continue. http://donate.nifty.org/donate. OUR SEX CLUB – 10 "I'll be gone for four days. That way you'll only have to spend three nights away from home." Ma's brother had gotten sick, and she was going to Aunt Minnie's to help take care of him. Pa's job had changed him to a night shift -- he said he didn't like it, but he had no choice -- and they didn't want me to have to spend nights at home alone. So she'd talked to Mrs. Wilson, and they agreed I could stay with them until Ma got home. I was spending three days living with Marty! He was waiting for me at the "Y" the next morning and had a big grin on his face. He'd just found out when he'd gotten home from school, too. We hugged each other, laughing. But we didn't want to make too much of it when Seth and Alfred got there. We went on to school, but all day long all I could think about was spending so much time with Marty. Where would I be sleeping? Would I sleep in his room? We played with each other's dick for a minute after we peed in the shithouse, and Marty said we'd be doing a lot of that! We went to the Clearing after school, and we all got sucked off -- Marty got Seth's cum in his mouth this time -- but me and Marty said we had to go. To his place! Ma had packed some things for me and had left them at the Wilson's when Pa took her to meet her bus. Mrs. Wilson was all smiles when we got there and gave us each a cookie before I went with Marty to do his chores. I'd done that before, so I helped him get the cows in -- they'd come to the barn on their own, but Marty had to close them up and check their hay. And we got out feed for the one ram who was in the barn. Marty said the ewes were all out in the pasture, and his pa was keeping the ram away from them for a while. Supper that night was really good; Mrs.Wilson is a good cook. His pa told me some funny stories about Marty when he was a little kid; I wanted to remember some to tell to Seth and Alfred! We laughed a lot. Marty has a nice family. After supper I helped with a few more chores, and we closed up the barn for the night. It was pretty dark by then, and me and Marty went to the shithouse. We held each other's dick when we pissed but were laughing so hard we missed the hole some of the time. We had to clean it up; his folks wouldn't like that. On the way back, we walked by an old double washtub at the back of the house. "I don't take a bath on Mondays. Unless I really need one. But tomorrow night, that's where we'll take a bath." We just took off our shirts and washed off a little bit and then went in the house. His ma was still in the kitchen, and his pa was reading in the front room; they said 'good night' to us, and we went upstairs to Marty's room. There were only two rooms up there, and I guess one had been Ben's, but I didn't ask. His folks had their bedroom downstairs. I'd been in Marty's room before, but this time I giggled when I saw the big double bed. Marty grinned. We stripped. I'd expected we would sleep in our underpants, like I did at home, but Marty said he liked sleeping naked. He said his folks never came upstairs at night, so they'd never know. We pulled back the covers, climbed into the big featherbed, and rolled together in a big hug. Marty pulled me close by my ass, and we kissed one of those long, deep kisses we both liked so much. Seth and Alfred liked kissing, but not as much as me and Marty! Our lips were tight together, our tongues were licking all around in each other's mouth, and we were pressed so close together I could feel his cock throb against my thigh. We kissed for a long time. When we rolled away, I didn't want to let go. I stayed partly on top of him and kissed his cheek and his ear, and then I licked one of his nipples. He always loved that! I wiped my tongue all over it, and then I licked up into his underarm. I like tasting him there. He started to moan, but then he stopped. "We're gonna have to be really quiet, okay?" Sure it was okay with me, as long as I could be in the same bed with him! I went back to a nipple and sucked on it while my hand moved down to his dick. He was so hard! I wiggled and played with his cock as I sucked his nipple. He stroked my shoulders and back when I lay my head on his belly, just looking at his dick. I wasn't touching it; I just wanted to look. I let my fingers play up and down the outside of his thigh. He could reach lower then, and his fingers moved lightly across my asscheeks. When I crawled up higher, we kissed again. His lips are always so soft and warm. And then Marty just wandered all over my body, touching and kissing and licking. I shivered when he licked one nipple and then the other. He put his mouth against my ear and growled, "I want to eat you up!" And his licking moved into my underarm, down my side, down one hip, down one thigh... He was turned then so I could get to his dick. I moved my face closer and kissed it. Then I held it so I could lick all around it. I felt Marty's tongue on my cockhead, the he sucked it into his mouth. We sucked slowly, licked all over each other's dick, licked and kissed down to the balls. Our hands were cupped around eacy other's ass, but we didn't make a move toward our assholes. We just spent our time with cocks and balls... After a while we just couldn't keep from licking and sucking faster. Then it was sucking, just sucking... His hot, hard cock in my mouth, across my lips, across my tongue... Our dicks vibrated with our quiet groans... I had my dry cum in his mouth first. He kept sucking me, his soft warm lips around my shaft, and then his dick stiffened as he began his cum. We kept sucking for a little bit, and then we fell back from each other. He moved up beside me and lay close to me. "Damn," Marty said. "Wish I could cum. I mean, real cum." I grinned. I did, too. I hoped I'd get a big mouthful of his cum some day. I remembered Seth's cum and how it felt when it blasted out. And how it tasted! It was sooooo gooood and sweet! I said that to Marty, and he laughed. "Eddie, you remember when Alfred said we were... special to each other?" I nodded. "Do you think so?" I kissed his cheek. "Yes. You're the very most special person I know, Marty." He nodded. "Yeah, same for me. I really like you a lot, Eddie." We kissed again, long, deep, and wet. Then he turned around and reached under his bed. He giggled when I slapped his butt. He came back with a little jar, and I knew what that was for! "Eddie, I want you to fuck me." He rolled over on his back and stretched his legs wide. I ran my hands over his warm asscheeks and pulled them apart. There it was. His tight, pink hole. I leaned closer to see it better. I smelled Marty. It wasn't a smell like you'd expect like that. Maybe some. But there was a Marty-smell, too. It was so good... I don't know why... I didn't think about it... I just did it. I moved my face closer to his pucker, and I kissed it. His moan was probably a little too loud. I could still feel the puckered skin on my lips when I leaned in again and licked him there. Why not? I thought. I lick his dick all the time. And I love this part of him, too... I was still thinking about it when Marty's wiggling reminded me that I was still licking him there. I moved my finger around over his pucker for a minute, and then I got some of the cow stuff on my finger and rubbed it there, too. Marty tensed up when I started -- the stuff was kind of cold. I kept rubbing it around and then slipped a finger into him, into that place that was his only, that place I'd kissed, that place I'd licked... My finger gradually went in deep, deeper... I found that special place in there, and when I rubbed it for him, Marty tensed and then sighed deeply. I loved every part of his body, and I loved this part, too. Not just the fucking of it, but the touching of it, the licking, kissing... I got on my knees, rubbed the stuff all over my cock, and lowered myself into him. He had to stretch one leg a little more so I could get in farther, and then I fucked. The mattress muffled his moans. I fucked slow and deep. I looked at the back of his head, his neck, his shoulders, his back, his ass... and I fucked him my Marty fucked my Marty deep in my Marty so deep hot hard into him... fucking o yes my Marty faster... I clenched my teeth when I felt it begin inside me. I swallowed to keep from making the sounds I wanted to make. I hummed... I hummed... And I came inside yes my dick throbbing in his asstunnel wet walls fucking thighs quivering belly clenched tight... cummmmmmmmmminnnnnn... I fell over him. And we lay there, not saying a word for a while. I'd never felt so... wonderful after a fuck before. Like I'd been -- like I was right where I belonged, here with my Marty... I think we fell asleep. Next thing I knew I looked down to see him sucking my dick. He grinned around it, and I smiled. I just lay back and let him do what he said he wanted to do... eat me... eat me... He barely had to pressure my side to get me to roll over. I lay on my belly, my legs stretched just as his had been... felt my asscheeks pulled apart... felt O God yes his breath on my hole... would he? then his tongue... o fuck... I moaned when he licked me there, right where he would enter me. It was all his, everything he wanted... warm wet tongue around and around my hole... The stuff was cold! But it warmed when he rubbed his finger around and around my asshole. His finger slipped in, deep. He fingerfucked me for a long time. I love that. Moving around inside, rubbing inside, moving... When he pulled his finger out, I could hardly wait for the touch of his cockhead. It was like opening a door. I pressed my door open for him... he pushed in deep... so full of cock Marty's cock... he fucked... "O fuck Eddie o fuck Eddie o Eddie..." His voice was barely a whisper. He fucked slow... in and out... in and out o yesss... Then his cock went faster and deeper, over and over again, and then I felt him freeze. His hard cock plunged deep into my ass as he began his cum, making my tunnel, my whole insides, shake as it throbbed pressing the sides of my tunnel hot cock full Marty yes o yes Marty... He let himself fall slowly onto my back; his cock was still inside. It was the fullest I have ever felt, the best I'd ever felt, inside me... Finally, he pulled away and rolled over. I turned to him and we kissed, lips meeting, tongues meeting and then fighting inside our mouths moving wildly, then quieting, slowing, gently licking each other... The next thing I knew, the sun was shining in the window, and Marty's head was on my chest. His ma called to wake us up, and we had to get dressed, go pee, eat breakfest, and meet the guys at the "Y." "You guys got sore asses this morning?" Alfred grinned. We'd told them, and they'd started guessing how long we'd last in bed before we started fucking. Marty made a show of rubbing his ass and groaning, and we all laughed. We sat together during lunch. Seth went over to get a drink at the pump, and Alfred said, "It was good, sleeping in bed together, wasn't it?" We grinned and nodded. He was looking at Seth when he said it, though, and I'm pretty sure he was thinking about what it would be like to spend a night in Seth's bed. I caught Marty yawning during arithmetic in the afternoon, and I giggled. That made Marty giggle. And that got Old Hawk Eyes on us. A big glare, but that was all this time. We went to the Barn after school, got naked, and Alfred wanted to know everything we did in bed the night before. Seth laughed and said, "That wasn't the Sex Club; that was just them. We don't ask what you do in bed!" "I just beat off," Alfred grinned, "but I bet they did more than that!" We all laughed, and then we started jacking each other. I was doing Seth. We were lying real close, and he rolled over onto me; our hard cocks wound up trapped between us. Seth kissed my lips, and I was only too ready to open up to him. Our tongues licked and licked, and we wiggled our middles to rub our dicks on each other. Seth grunted hard into my mouth and then started kissing me deeper, maybe harder.. and I realized he was about to cum, just from rubbing our dicks on each other. I felt his hard black cock throbbing against my little pink cock and the inside of my thigh while he moaned. He was cumming! On me! I wiggled to help him get a good cum, and when we pulled apart my cock was wet with his cum! He leaned down and licked my cock to clean it off, and then he leaned up so we could kiss again. I tasted his cum in his mouth. We watched Marty and Alfred sucking each other. I moved over closer so I could see both of their dicks at the same time, Alfred's slipping in and out of Marty's mouth, and Marty's slipping in and out of Alfred's. We all lay back for a while, and then Marty reached over to play with Seth's cock. I loved watching Marty's hand slip around and stroke that big, hard chocolate dick. Marty got serious about it then, and he stroked harder and faster to make Seth cum again. We watched him spurt; it landed up on his belly, almost to his chest! He panted and watched while the three of us wiped our fingers though it and licked our fingers. Except for Alfred; Alfred put his finger in Seth's mouth and let him suck his own cum. Supper was just as good as it had been the night before, and this time we had some of Mrs. Wilson's fresh-baked bread. Yum! And this was the night for baths. We went out and pumped water into buckets and poured it into both sides of the washtub. His ma boiled water on the stove, and we carried it out and poured it in, too. Marty said what when he was a litle kid, he could get into the tub, but he wasn't able to do that anymore. We stripped, and being naked outside when it was almost dark was a good as being naked outside in the daytime! I was hard as soon as I got naked, and so was Marty. Marty took a washcloth, got it wet, and rubbed soap on it. He moved the washcloth around my neck and behind my ears, and I couldn't help but giggle. Then he rubbed it real slowly over my chest. My nipples were already hard from being out in the open, but the washcloth made them so hard I groaned. He put his hand around to my back to wash it, and he had to stand real close to reach all the way. Our cocks touched, and I leaned into him, kind of wiping my soapy front all over him. He knelt down to reach around and wash my ass. His face was right in front of my hard dick, and he sucked on it while his soapy finger moved into my crack and around my hole -- then into my hole! He let my cock drop so he could wash all around it and my balls. He did it slow. Then he washed my legs. He had to rinse me off with water from the other side of the washtub, and he went through all of it again. It was all I could do to keep from cumming when he sucked me that time. Then it was my turn. I did exactly as he'd done. Except while I washed his back and our dicks rubbed each other, I kissed him. But I pulled away when he moved his tongue into my mouth; he grinned and stuck his tongue out at me. But I washed his ass, soaped his hole, and sucked his cock just as he'd done for me. Then I rinsed him off. He smelled so good when I dryed him, I put my arms around him, and we kissed again, deeply. We almost forgot to put our pants back on before we went in the house and up to bed! We started sucking each other at the same. We both loved that. I really like it when my face was right there so close to all his sex stuff, dick and balls and ass. But I guess I'd have to say that there are other parts of him that are sex stuff, too. This time I started licking everything around his dick and balls, and I just couldn't stop. He was wiggling his middle around at my face, and he stopped sucking me and started a low moan. I stopped long enough to say, "It's just another kind of bath." He giggled, but he kept moving around under my tongue. I got my head between his legs -- he raised one -- and licked the back of his balls, then the place right under his balls. And I just kept going. I guess I loved the way Marty tasted I didn't want to stop. I pressed my head back between his legs and licked at the bottom of his ass, then into his crack. I wiggled up far enough to get at his ass from the bottom side of it and pushed my tongue into his crack, licking, licking... I found his hole. He smelled so good now, like soap and... Marty. I licked against his puckered skin, but I couldn't lick all around it the way I was arranged. He rolled over and stuck his ass up for me. I remembered what he'd said to be the night before, and I said it to him. "I want to eat you, Marty." And I got my face back to his ass and licked in as deep as I could. I felt Marty's middle wiggling, and I realized he was jacking himself off while I licked. I put my hands on his hips and pulled myself into him, and then I felt his thighs quiver against me. He was getting ready to cum while I was licking his hole! That got me so horny I licked faster and faster, and when he started his cum I felt his assring flexing against my tongue. He was trying to muffle his groans. When he was through, he fell flat on the mattress. When he rolled over he just stared at me for a little bit. "Fuck, Eddie... I came while you were... eating my ass! It was so hard!" His breath whistled out of him long and low. I just sat there next to him, gently rubbing his thigh. He finally asked, "Why is that, Eddie? Why is it so good, playing with the ass... licking it? I mean, shouldn't that be... you know, nasty?" "We fuck it, Marty. Why shouldn't we eat it, too? I... I guess I just want everything with you, Marty." He sat up and hugged me. "I want it all, too, Eddie." We kissed lightly, and our hands wandered over each other's chest. We started playing with each other's nipple at the same time and groaned into each other's mouth. Together, me and Marty... When we fell back against the bed, we just lay there a while, close enough to touch each other here and there, rubbing a little, just touching... He rolled me over then, spread my legs, pulled me up on all fours, and pushed his face in to eat my ass. I moaned when I felt his tongue there on my hole. He shoved his tongue hard at it, and I felt it pulse against it. He licked so much that when he put his cock there, it slipped in almost as fast as it did with the cow stuff. He slid in slowly, and then, when he was all the way in, he just stopped, leaning in to me. "Stay there, Marty... Please, for a minute. Feels so good when your cock's in deep..." I felt his hard dick throb, like it did when I held it in my mouth. It made my ass tunnel pulse, too. We were together, me and Marty. He was in so deep, like all of him was in there, not just his cock but all of him. And then he fucked me. Slow at first, like he knows I like it. He'd bend down and kiss my back every now and then, sometimes licking it first. There was a wet sound, his dick slipping in and out. Then a slapping sound when he pounded into me harder. But he kept it slow. It was almost more that I could stand! He reached around, then, and got my dick. He stroked it as he fucked. Faster. Then faster. I was so excited I started to cum almost right away. I kept my lips tight together so I wouldn't make a loud sound. I rocked my head back and forth cummmminnnn... cummmminnn... O fuck. His cock was cumming, too -- in my ass! While I was cumming! Lying close to each other, then, he said, "I couldn't hold my cum, Eddie. When you started, your ass just clamped tight around my dick. I couldn't hold it anymore. You started it for me... your ass..." He was quiet for a while. I didn't want to talk, either, just enjoy being close. Touching. It was always so good with Marty. I mean, I liked it with Seth and Alfred. They fucked good, too. But Marty... he was different. Was he better? I don't know. But he was Marty. That was the important part. We jacked each other slowly and had another great cum together. He rolled over against me and kissed my cheek. "You're different, Eddie. You're... special. It's like... it's like we're... you know... together." I wasn't sure what he meant, but it had to be good. I nodded, and after a while we fell asleep. Sometime during the night I woke up. Marty was standing at the open window, peeing out of it. His pee had a long way to fall to get to the ground! I walked over to him, and he grinned. "Folks are on the other side of the house. No reason to walk all the way to the shithouse, right?" I grinned and held my dick out and started peeing, too. We went back to bed, put our arms around each other, and went to sleep again. Seth and Alfred were more quiet after school the next day. We went to the clearing and peed, and then we played with each other's dick. Four hard dicks -- I loved it. Alfred said, "Let's tell them, Seth. They're in the Sex Club, too. They should know. Besides," he grinned, "it's so good I want them to know." "What's going on, guys?" Marty held Seth's dick, and Seth looked up at him. "It's good, Marty, Eddie, Seth said. "I was afraid we might not be able to, but..." He grinned. "On Friday after school, Alfred's coming home with me. He's going to spend the night." "That's so great!" I said. "How did you work that?" Seth said, "I told my folks I needed help for the spelling test on Monday. Alfred's coming over to help me study. Then he's going to spend the night!" "I thought it wouldn't work," Alfred said. "I was afraid... you know, that my folkswould say 'no.' Or maybe even guess why..." He smiled ear to ear. "We're going to sleep together, guys!" I hugged Alfred and then Seth. Marty did, too. We told them it was great, and we were glad they had the chance. "But watch out, you guys. Being naked together in bed can lead to some pretty awful stuff, like stiffies, and even worse!" Marty grinned and tweaked Alfred's hardon. "Gosh, it could even lead to fucking!" We laughed and lay down to suck one of the ways we liked to, with all four of us in a circle sucking dicks. It was so hot, four of us wiggling and sucking cock. this time I got Seth's cum in my mouth, and Alfred came about the same time. He turned around to me real fast, grabbed me, and kissed, working his tongue into my mouth. "Fuck," I laughed when he pulled away, "there must be easier ways to get Seth's cum in your mouth!" The next day all Alfred wanted to talk about during recess or lunchtime was what they could do in bed. He was so horny his little dick was poking at his pants almost all the time. He kept asking me and Marty what we did first, what it was like to roll around together on a bed, how many times we fucked in one night. We finally told him we didn't want to hear anything else about it -- until Saturday morning. "Then," I said, "we want every detail. So remember it all!" After school we sat around at the Barn, playing with dicks and talking about sleeping together. We'd all laid together a lot, especially up at the Rock, but it was different in a bed. All night. Alfred kept looking at Seth, like he couldn't wait until Friday night. We watched the two of them kiss and suck each other; Seth spurted in Alfred's mouth and then they kissed. I felt something. It was special for them, too, like it was for me and Marty. Sex was a big part of it. A really big part. But... there was more. I started to say something about it, but I decided not to. That night was the last night I'd be at Marty's house; my ma was getting back the next day. When we left the Barn and me and Marty got into the woods, I thought maybe we'd get naked again. But he just lay down on the ground in a place where it was really dusty. And he started rolling over in it! "I don't usually take a bath on Thursdays," he said. "Not unless I'm so dirty I really need it." I laughed and rubbed some dirt on his face, then on my face, too. When we got to his place, his ma made us go right out and wash our faces and take our shirts off. When we went back in, she said, "I don't know how two boys can get so dirty in one day! You're dirty already, so I want you to go out to the barn and clean that stall your father has been at you about, Marty. Eddie, you help him. I'm sure your mother would agree. Get along -- finish before supper!" Cleaning a stall isn't fun, and it stinks! Lots of dried shit and animal pee and all kinds of stuff. We were both filthy when we finished. We got back to the house, and his ma handed us two big bowls of stew -- one of her best dishes, ma said. She smiled at us. "Boys! I guess boys and dirt are made for each other!" Finish your supper, make sure all the cows are in, and then -- both of you -- take a bath. A long one! You boys smell to high heaven!" We heard his pa laughing inside the kitchen. So we ate sitting by the pump. It was yummy. Marty's nipples were hard in the open air. Well, so were mine. Then, when we finished, we got ready to take a bath.