Date: Wed, 30 May 2007 10:43:28 -0500
From: Charles Hughes <the.empty.room@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Sprinfgield Jerkoffs - Chapter 13      (b/b/ oral)

This story is completely fiction; it is the story of several young boys,
their friendships, and their sexual adventures together.  If you are not
18 or if it is illegal for any reason for you to read such material, you
must leave now.

Copyright 2007 Charles Hughes, all rights reserved.  If you would like to
copy the story, please, just ask.

I will try to respond to all emails:  the.empty.room@hotmail.com

Thanks to a reader/friend who let me borrow his name and youthful
sexual talents -- although what happens in this story is completely
fiction.

And this story is dedicated to two friends who just exchanged rings and
whose names appear in the story.  Their love is an inspiration.



The Springfield Jerkoffs - Chapter 13  (b/b oral)



Neal and Phil arrived at the park on their bikes first.

"You okay today?" Neal asked.

"Never better," Phil responded with a grin.  Then got a more serious
look.  "Neal... about all that stuff I said to you that night you told
us... Aw, shit, man!  I'm so sorry!"

"Forget it, Phil," Neal said, as he lay his hand on Phil's arm.  "We've
already talked about it.  We're still best buds."

Phil was quiet for a minute, looking down at the ground.  Then he looked
at Neal and said, "I love you, Neal.  I was afraid to say it, you know?"

"I know."  Neal squeezed his friends arm.  "I was, too, remember?  I love
you, Phil."

Danny and James cruised up on their bikes just then.  James pulled his
t-shirt off.

"Damn hot today!" he said.  Everybody else agreed by taking their own
shirts off.  They all sat down around one of the picnic tables.

"We're going to work up a lot of sweat out there today; we'll need that
shower for real," Danny grinned, looking at Neal.

Neal grinned back.  "Hey, I said I'm in.  So I'm in."

After a little banter there was some silence.

"You okay today, Phil?" Danny finally asked.

"Got a question, I guess," Phil muttered, looking down at the table.

"I just don't know... what to expect, I guess," Phil said, searching for
words.  He looked at Danny.  "So, what's it like, being...gay?"

Danny answered quietly.  There wasn't anyone around, but this was still a
private conversation.  "Well," he started, "sometimes it's hard..."

James' spit shot across the table onto Neal's chest as he burst out
laughing.  Neal joined him, then Phil and Danny when they realized what
was so funny.

"Oh, fuck... it's hard... hard!"  James could hardly get the words out.

"Oh yeah," Neal giggled.  "It gets that way a lot!"

When they had all settled down a little, Danny tried again.

"Sometimes it's difficult," and he paused to take in all the grins around
the table.  "See, absolutely nobody can know.  If somebody finds out, who
knows what would happen?  You know how people talk about queers and fags
and all that."

"And don't forget," James said, "we're still kids.  Especially to our
parents.  If they found out, all hell would break loose."  Danny and Neal
nodded.  "I'd never be able to see Danny again," James continued, "and,
damn, I just couldn't take that."

Phil suddenly felt a chill over the thought of never being able to see
Neal again.  He looked over at his friend to find him looking back.  He
was thinking the same thing.

"So, how long have you guys, you know... been doing things?" Phil asked
the other two.

"Little over a year," James said.

"We had our first anniversary just a couple of months ago," Danny
nodded.  He reached over and squeezed James' hand then let it drop so no
one would see.  There was starting to be a little traffic on the walking
path around the park.

"You're really in love."  Neal wasn't sure himself if his words were a
statement or a question.

"I'll be honest," Danny said.  "At first, for me, it was the excitement
of having sex with somebody I really liked.  But it didn't take very
long..."

"Less than a minute," James intejected with a straight face.

That broke everyone up again.

"Just can't hold it, huh?" Neal hooted over at Danny.

"Will you fuckers shut up and let me talk?" Danny said.  Then he joined
in the laughter.

"Okay, okay," he started again.  "It was pretty soon..."

All the laughter started again.

"I remember when 'pretty soon' happened to me all the time," Phil
laughed.

"Oh, shut your faces, dickheads," Danny retorted.  Then his choice of
words broke him up again.

"Okay okay okay okay," Phil finally said.  "I really want to hear this."

They all settled down again.

"I wasn't even thinking of love when we started getting together," Danny
continued.  "Then, all of a sudden, boom!  It hit me."  He slapped his
hand against his head.  "I was already in love."

"Guys can feel that way," and it was Phil's turn to be uncertain if he
was making a statement or asking a question.

"This guy sure can," James said quietly.

"Me, too," Neal said.

"Yeah," Phil said, almost in a whisper.  "Me, too."  He looked a Neal and
thought he could feel his heart beating in his chest.  "It's real, isn't
it, Neal?"

"It's real," Neal agreed.

"And you have to behave just like anybody else would," James continued.
"It's hard -- shut up, assholes! -- but you have to watch what you say
and how you act toward each other.  Not just when other people are
around, but even when nobody is around but somebody could walk in
on you.  You know when I touched Danny a minute ago?  I probably
shouldn't have done that.  Somebody could have seen."

He stopped, and they were all silent, realizing the immensity of their
secret and the dangers in being found out.

"But you've got friends, you guys," Danny said, looking at Neal and
Phil.  "You've got us.  Fuck, guys, we're only 13, not even in high
school until fall.  But around us you can say what you want to, ask what
you want to, do what you want to.  We understand."

"I never had any idea about you guys," Neal said.

"It's called 'being in the closet.'"  James looked around the table.
"We're in the closet together."

After a silence, Phil looked across the table at Danny and James.  "How
did it start... I mean, how did you two, you know, find out abut each
other?"

James said, "It was last spring.  I mean last year, not this year.  I was
over at Danny's house; we were playing Playstation 2.  And I was talking
to Danny about what it was like living here and what we could do over the
summer about hanging out."

"See," Danny said, "I had just moved here the summer before, and I still
didn't know a lot about this place.  And I sure wanted to hang out with
this dude here."  He grinned at James.

"Well, see," James continued, "we had so much fun that first summer, and
I really got to like this guy here.  But I didn't know... you know.  So I
just popped the question, sort of.  I said, 'Danny, what do you think of
all the hot looking girls at school?'"

"And," Danny interrupted, "I said, 'I want to fuck every pussy in
school.'"

"Oh, shut up!"  James grinned and hit Danny on the shoulder.

"No," Danny said, "I just said that I hadn't paid much attention to
them.  See, I was a little nervous about what we were talking about.  You
know, wasn't sure just what to say."

"So I said to him, 'Danny, you're kidding!  What, don't you like girls?'
And he said, 'I have to tell you something, James.'  So, I go, 'Um, all
right, Danny, what do you have to tell me?'"

"And that's when I got scared," Danny said.  "I didn't want to lie to
him.  He was my best friend, best friend I ever had.  But I'd be lying to
him if I didn't tell him the truth.  See what I mean?"

Neal and Phil nodded.

"So," Danny continued.  I start off by telling him that -- that he's the
best friend I've ever had.  That he's like the brother I always wanted.

"And I say, 'Um, okay, Danny.  But we've said all that to each other
before.  So, what do you want to tell me?'

"But," Danny said, "I said to him that I hadn't told him that he was so
good-looking and so much fun and everything about him was just perfect.
Then I took a deep breath and just said it.  'James, I love you.'"

"See," James continued.  "I really couldn't believe it.  I mean, I didn't
think it could really be true, not true the way I wanted it to be true.
So, I said, 'Yea, Danny, I love you, too.'  You know, saying it like
a best friends says it to his best friend."

"So I just plain out told him," Danny said.  I told him I was gay, and I
knew I was even last summer.  That's when I really got afraid.  I just
had to get out of there.  I just left the room and went into the
bathroom."

"And I came in, and he was crying," James continued in a softer voice.
"I asked him please not to cry, and he said he'd probably lost his one
and only friend in a new town.  So, I said, 'No, you haven't.  You've
just made a boyfriend in this town.'  He looked like he didn't even
understand what I'd said," James chuckled.  "So I said, 'I'm gay, too,
Danny."

"He put his arms around me," Danny said, "and we hugged each other and
just held each other like forever.  And then we kissed for the first
time."

Danny stopped.  The memory of that wonderful moment overwhelmed him.  He
looked at James, and he knew they were both reliving their discovery of
each other.

Their lips had felt so warm against each other.  There were still tears
in Danny's eyes when he felt James' tongue licking tenatively at his
lips.  Danny had opened his mouth and accepted his friend's tongue inside
for the first time.  When their tongues met, Danny felt a chill and a
desire deeper than he had ever known.

James hugged him tighter as their tongues gently caressed each other, and
each felt the other's dick pressed against him.  When they broke their
kiss, Danny had asked if he could see James' dick, and they agreed to
show each other.  Each held his own hard dick in his own hand, almost as
though they were each offering the other a gift.  Danny was pleased for
some reason that James was cut, like he was, and James admitted the same
thing.  They stood for a moment admiring the gift each was offering.

Then they changed hands.  Their fingers slowly explored the very first
cock, other than their own, each had ever held.  Their dicks were hot and
hard, and they did what each had really been wanting to do for months.
They began to slowly jerk each other off.  The throbbing dicks began to
make their urgent demand, and their hands moved faster.

They were panting now, and they were turned on even more by the sounds.
Jerking a dick, jerking the dick of the boy who loves me, jerking the
dick of my best friend, jerking the dick of my new boyfriend, jerking the
hard, wet dick I've wanted to see for so long, jerking the dick I've
daydreamed about so much, jerking jerking the boy jerking jerking he
loves me jerking...

They came together.  Their young cum was still a bit watery, still a bit
clear.  But it was cum they exchanged with true love.

"That," James finished, "is how two boys found their true love in life,
how they became boyfriends forever."

They all remained silent for a little bit.

"And if I could do it all over again..." James started.

Danny smiled at his boyfriend.

"...I'd pick a different girl and get laid each and every night," James
finished with a grin.

"You dickhead!"  Danny laughed and poked him on the shoulder.

"Hey," James said, "that hurt!"  But he was grinning.

"That was a love tap," Danny explained to Neal and Phil.

"You suppose there are any other guys like... us?" Phil asked.

"Don't know."  Danny shrugged his shoulders.  "I can't tell who might be
and who isn't.  Even a really macho guy could be, you know?"

"But..." Phil just remembered the Jerkoffs.  "But we've all being doing
stuff... you know, sucking and all, hell, even kissing, with the
Jerkoffs.  Won't they know... I mean, won't they be able to tell..."

James looked at Danny.  "We've talked about that.  We don't think so.
We've really only been doing stuff guys probably do when they're first
starting to... you know, puberty and all that stuff."

"But, kissing..." Phil said.

"Wait, wait," Neal interrupted.  "You guys kiss out there?  The Jerkoffs
kiss?"

"Yeah, but remember who started it," Danny said.  "Steve, right?
Practice for kissing girls, he said.  And he's always got girls and pussy
on the brain."  He paused a minute.  "I think the kissing was okay,
except maybe we better not get too carried away with it."

"Even Chap and Nick were kissing," Phil remembered.  Neal looked shocked.

"You know what?"  James looked around the group.  "I'll lay odds those
little dudes have been missing around for a while, even before the
Jerkoffs started.  I think they're gay, too."

"Huh?  You're talking about Chap and Nick?" Neal asked.  "They just
turned eleven, they're not even in the fifth grade yet!"

"I guess you can be gay in the fifth grade," James said.

"I remember somebody telling me you can't get 'made' to be gay; you just
are," Phil smiled.

"Yeah, I think I remember that conversation," Neal grinned.

"I thought I was going to get raped!" Phil said.  His voice broke.  "Then
I found out I was... getting love made to me... by some really... great
guys."  He finished in a whisper.

After a little silence, Danny said, "Neal loves you, buddy.  But me and
James?  Well, we love you some, too."

The words were repeated in four minds in the silence.

"Oh!  Guys, we've got to go," James said, with a glance at his watch.

And they were off to practice.

Neal's debut in the shower room afterwards was a big deal to his three
friends and, apparently, to no one else on the team.  Of course, the
three friends were all around him, and towels were everywhere to and from
the showers, so maybe no one really noticed an unusually large dick on an
eleven-year-old.

That changed very quickly when the four boys got to the back of the shed
in the woods.  It took them a little longer to get there since they had
to walk their bikes, so everyone else was already there.  True to form,
though, Steve had not allowed anybody to undress yet.

There was surprise that Neal had come along.  No one knew anything about
his reluctance, unless they had assumed it since he had never been in the
shower room before that day.  But they all greeted him with grins and
hoots.

"About time you got horny, my lad," Steve laughed.  "Welcome to the best
team in town, the...

"...Springfield Jerkoffs!" they all finished with him.  The hoots
continued for a while with some of the boys jerking their fists at their
still-covered groins.  There were several noticeable bulges.

"Let's get this practice session rolling, guys," Steve finally said.  He
stripped quickly, as did the others.  Neal joined them, but he stopped
when he got to his briefs.  Though there was a very large bulge in them,
they stayed on.

Everybody looked at him.

"Okay, everybody," Phil started with a grin.  They had discussed this on
the way from the field to the woods.  "Got something in this package you
might like to see."

Neal was shuffling his bare feet and feeling a little nervous, but Danny
and James smiled over at him.

"We got a name for this surprise," Phil continued.  "The Eleven-Year-Old
Wonder.  Taaa-taaaaaa!"

Neal took his cue at the fanfare and lowered his briefs.
Unintentionally, his cockhead got caught for a moment at the wasteband,
and when the briefs were lowered farther his cock sprang up, slapped his
belly, and started swinging up and down.

"Holy shit..."

"Fuck, what is that..."

"Look at his dick..."

Neal turned beet red at all the attention, but Phil gripped his upper arm
and squeezed it, grinning.

"Almost exactly five and a quarter inches," Phil announced.  "Not quite,
but almost."

Steve didn't say anything, but his mouth was open.  Chap and Nick danced
around for a better look, their own little eleven-year-old dicks swinging
as much as they could.

Steve was the first to begin to slowly stroke his own hard cock, then
Danny and James began to work on theirs.  Chap poked at the head of
Neal's dick, and it began swinging around again.  Phil grinned at Neal,
and Neal, finally, began to grin back.

"You said five..." Steve started.

"...and a quarter.  Almost," Phil finished.

"Fuck, dude!  Holy fucking..." Steve stepped closer and put his hand
around Neal's hard dick.  "Damn," he said.  "Eleven.  I'm almost 14, and
I'm only four and a half.  Five and a quarter!"  He started to slowly
stroke Neal's cock.

"No, fuck, don't tell me!" Steve said when he realized he'd nursed some
precum out of Neal.  "He can cum.  He can cum at eleven.  Fuck, I didn't
know that was possible!"

"Yep," Phil said.  "It's possible.  I know, because he can cum like
a..."  Phil decided to stop before he said too much.

"Come sit by me, dude," Steve said to Neal.

Phil nodded when Neal looked at him, then looked at Danny and James. They
smiled at him.

The older teen and Neal sat down next to each other, and Phil joined Chap
and Nick sitting in front of them to watch.  Danny and James sat down on
the other side.

Steve continued stroking.  "You don't have any hair," he said to Neal.

"Huh-uh ," Neal responded.

"Like the twins here," Steve said.  He had started calling Chap and Nick
'the twins' although they looked nothing alike; they were just always
together.  As though it were a cue, "the twins" started fondling each
other's little dicks, but they kept their eyes on Neal's cock.

Steve stroked the hairless dick a little faster and looked at Neal's face
for a reaction.  Neal started to grin, but his mouth opened with a
groan.  Steve was getting the juices started, Phil thought to himself.

With his other hand Steve wiped a little of the precum that had appeared
on Neal's dick.  He licked it and grinned.  "Yep.  It's the real thing."
He laughed.  "Damn if you aren't something, kiddo!"

Nick was usually a little more shy than Chap and usually followed
somebody else's lead.  But he suddenly leaned in, pulled Steve's hand
from Neal's dick, and began to lick at the head.  He opened his mouth for
it and made loud sucking sounds as his mouth adjusted to it.

"Go for it, little stud," Steve grinned.

Neal groaned again and spread his legs a little wider.  Chap was sucking
almost wildly now, with little control, and he pushed his face in just a
little too far and had to quickly withdraw as he gagged.

"Here," Neal said in a deeper, raspy voice Phil recognized immediately.
"Let me show you."

Neal leaned down, spread Nick's chubby legs as wide as he could.  In a
quick motion, Nick's little dick had disappeared into Neal's mouth.

"Oooooooo..."  Nick cried in a high-pitched whine.  He fell back and
opened his groin as much as he could for the attack on his dick.

Neal had the entire thing in his mouth, and his tongue was rapidly moving
it around.  He made sure to rake his tongue over Nick's little peehole,
and the naked boy on the ground shuttered each time.  Neal pulled his
mouth away and then attacked the two bare balls below, though moving more
carefully.

"Oooooo fuck...Chap, he's gonna make me... do it..." Nick's whine was
becoming an urgent warning.

Neal quickly moved back to the dick.  He went up and down as much as he
could on such a small tool, but he sucked with rhythm and enthusiasm.

"Gonna... AAAAhhhhhhhh..." Nick's dry cum racked his body, and his belly
shook as he was filled with the explosion that found its way to his
dick.  He shoved his hips at Neal, who continued to suck vigorously until
Nick's orgasm died away.  As he released the boy's little organ, he
licked his lips and grinned.

Chap's mouth was still open when Neal turned to him and dove into his
groin.  Chap's hard dick was given the same treat as his friend's, and he
began writhing his hips with the pleasure that filled him.  He put both
hands on Neal's head and pressed it into him, hunching over Neal's head.
Neal responded by speeding his tongue up and down the underside of Chap's
dick inside his mouth.

"Awwww...Neal...yea suck it..."  Chap's voice was half whisper and half
cry as he urged Neal on.  Neal's hands grasped the boy's hips to hold him
steady to the final assault.  He backed off Chap's dick just far enough
that he could rapidly flick his tongue back and forth the boy's dickhead.

"Awwww... awwww yeaaaa... do it do it do it..."  Chap's sounds became an
intelligible yell as his dry cum overcame him.  He shook inside,
outside.  His dick thrashed against Neal's tongue and teeth.  And finally
it faded.  The boys fell back onto the ground, panting for breath.

Neal grinned at "the twins" on the ground, then at Phil.  Phil was
speechless at the performance.  And he was immeasurably proud of his
boyfriend's ability to suck dick.

"Listen, Jerkoffs," Steve said.  "Nobody, but nobody, belongs on this
team more than this dude.  Damn, Neal," he said to the newest member of
the team, "you're one hell of a cocksucker!"

Neal grinned from ear to ear.  "I am," he said.  "I am one hell of a
cocksucker."

Phil was still speechless.  Just a couple of weeks ago, Neal would never
had sucked in front of other guys.  And he sure as hell would never have
accepted the title 'cocksucker.'  This was the new Neal.  And he was on a
roll.  Phil grinned.  Deep inside, so deep there was no danger of anybody
catching on, he said to himself, This cocksucker is the guy I love.

Steve was back on the ground, motioning Neal to join him.  Danny and
James were kissing and fondling each other's hard dicks.  Phil lay down
on one elbow next to Chap and Nick.

"He's good, isn't he, guys?" he asked quietly.

"Fuck, yeah, he's good," Nick grinned.  "Has he ever sucked you?"

There was the question, straight out, and from one of the Jerkoffs.
Hell, Phil thought.  He is one of the Jerkoffs.  "You bet!" Phil said.
And for a minute he didn't care if there was some pride in his voice.

He started to stroke Nick's round belly, and the boy looked at him in
appreciation.

"Can I suck you?" Chap asked.

Phil's answer was to move closer.  Chap leaned into his lap and licked
his dick as Phil continued to stroke Nick's body, moving down to his
smooth little balls.

A sudden thought hit him.  He only knew one other guy -- just one -- who
might like what went on here in the woods.  But how would these guys
react to a nine-year-old?  And would Kent even want to join the... team?

Steve and Neal had moved into a 69 position.  Phil watched them as he
rolled the thought around in his head.  Kent...  Was that a good idea or
not?