The usual warnings about content; it might offend. Peter and I wrote this part together - though we can't agree about who wrote which bit. Good to hear from readers so tell us what you think ...
Billy NeedsTo Lighten Up ....Part 3
Once inside the trailer we started the search. First Rick called Freddie's number. No ring. So it was switched off. Rick and I went through all of Freddie's stuff, every pair of pants, every hoodie top, every jacket, while Jake opened every drawer, every cabinet door in the trailer, even the fridge. It had a full case of beer, still unopened.
"Hey lads," Jake called over, "we don't have to ask Freddie to get us any beer, he already left us a full case, see? Cool, or what." You do have to wonder. Of course it was cool. You would think at his age he'd know what a fridge was for.
"Sweet!" said Jake.
"That will make up for us practically having to carry him back all the way to his trailer, all because he loses his stupid mobie" grumbled Rick. And with that, he grabbed for the case of beer.
"Uhm, weren't we supposed to FIND that mobile first?" I reminded him.
"Well it ain't here, so what do you want to do about it, Sherlock?" Rick retorted.
"Let's just review the evidence before we come to any conclusions, alright?" I said. "Now you had said the last thing Freddie did was to text you at two in the morning. What would he do then?"
"Sleep?" Jake suggested.
"Not before he'd had a wank," Rick interjected.
"Wanking, sleeping, that would place him in the bed, now wouldn't it?" I concluded. I felt quite daring; not a word I use usually - the 'w' word.
"Yeah, and probably eyeing the stuff on the mobile while he was at it," added Rick. "Stiffen up the cock shaft."
The three of us were looking at each other, ready to spring into action.
"The bed?" I said, vocalizing what all of us were thinking. Jake and Ricky lowered the bed down from the wall. I reached under the mattress and found ? Yuck, a wad of sticky paper tissues! Jake laughed. I let it drop on the floor and then threw back the covers, and there it was, the missing mobile! Jake grabbed it and started pushing buttons.
"How do you turn this thing on?" he asked.
"Just like that," Ricky confirmed. "Battery must be dead, bugger probably left it playing too long. Charger is right by the sink."
Ricky took the mobile, stepped over Freddie still down on the floor, carried the phone over to the sink, and plugged it in.
"Show us the Tawney video," Jake demanded as we crowded around him. Ricky found it in half a minute and played it back for us.
My jaw dropped at the sight, but my dick, it went straight up. I had never seen action like THAT on the internet, wouldn't get past the filters on our computer at home, I guess. I thought I had found my way around those filters, peeping at nude pictures, but obviously I had only just scratched the surface so far. The mobie showed three teens, all of them buck naked, doing things they don't teach us in school. I didn't recognize the one in the middle, must have been Tark Tawney, a pretty kid, but pretty small, smaller than me I think, down on all fours on the trailer bed, with I'm pretty sure Freddie behind him and a skinny guy in front. Freddie was kneeling behind him , hands on Tark's back, bucking his hips against Tark's ass, while Tark seemed to be pushing back with his bubble butt. While it wasn't exactly clear on the video, I could infer what was happening. You see, given Freddie's and Tark's position relative to each other, and the rhythmic motion of Freddie's hips against Tarks' butt, my, I would bet almost any money that Freddie had a boner going straight in and out of Tark's anus, I kid you not! Sure, I've HEARD of guys fucking guys, but that's just people swearing. This, this was for real! My eyes were bulging at the sight, my head spinning as I tried to imagine what it would feel like pounding into that bubble butt, boner squeezing through the tight warm passage. I wished I could do a Vulcan mind-melt on Freddie, to know everything he knew, experience for myself exactly what he experienced. The tall skinny guy in front of Tark must have been Rick, though I couldn't see his face. Like I said it really wasn't a very clear video. If only I could have seen this in person! I think Rick was standing on the bench next to the bed, his cock stuck in Tark's face. Tark was getting it on both ends, and then suddenly the meaning of "spit roast" dawned on me. So the Tawney brothers hadn't really been threatening anything worse than what Tark had already gone through himself! All of sudden they seemed a whole lot less sinister, a whole lot more ? well, interesting, to say the least. I almost wished now I could spend some time with this Tawney kid, get him to open up, you know, about what it's like to uh ? do things, like getting spitroasted and stuff. The video finished and Rick snapped the mobile closed.
"Problem gone away. We wait till midnight, hand over the phone and spit-roasting is no more. "
I shook my head. "Oh, no," I squeaked. "I think we can have a bit more fun than that, boys." The others looked at me with interest. For an instant even Freddie seemed to come to. They all looked at me.
"Uh, I figured we could just spend some time together, you know, just chill out, open up that case of beer, play some cards?"
"I'm sure the Tawney brothers would have no problem helping us finish the beer, but cards?" Rick sounded a little skeptical.
"Sure" I answered, very matter-of-factly. "I never travel without them. In fact I have a deck in my suitcase right here."
"That's OK for a start" said Jake, trying to sound helpful. "And then what?"
"Well, you know, we could all talk and loosen up a bit ? have a few beers."
"Yeah we got the part about the beer," said Rick.
I decided to take a gamble. "Strip poker" I blurted. "After a few beers we could play strip poker."
"Uhm? I mean we're a little past that stage." said Rick.
"Well the thing is, the loser has to take off one piece of clothing each time, and then before you know it ..." I tried to explain.
"Yeah, we?re familiar with the concept," interjected Jake. "So we lose the clothing. Did you have anything specific in mind AFTER that?"
I guess I blushed. I mean I could feel my cheeks glowing hot. What I had in mind for me and Tark Tawney, well I wasn't exactly sure, and didn't really have the vocabulary, but we wouldn't need any clothing, that was for sure? After a few seconds of awkward silence, Rick simply stated, "You want to fuck the Tawney kid! That's it, eh?"
"No!" I protested.
Only homosexuals did THAT. It just sounded so coarse. Me, I just wanted to, well maybe I DID want to feel Tark's bubbly ass with my boner, maybe I WAS kinda curious - what it would feel like to have my boner squeezed inside that...
Rick stated very matter-of-factly, "We're all boys here, we all get horny, any hole will do when you're horny enough, and this Tawney boy, well he does have one fucking great ass."
"Well I'm sure he is very nice," I said, surprised at how hollow my own words sounded. "I mean, I think I would like him," I added, trying to make up for the understatement of my previous sentence. "Just didn't want you to think that I was..."
"Was WHAT?" asked Rick, sounding a bit aggressive.
"Oh I'm not saying there is anything WRONG with it," I added hastily, "but it's just not, well it's not ME. I'm not into any uh, any heavy stuff, you know?"
"You don't fuck?" Rick asked flatly. "Billy's dick does pee-pees only?"
"Of course not. I, well, I wank just as much as the next guy, if you must know. I'm just not doing any heavy stuff, I'm saving myself up for Rose."
"Rose??" Jake repeated, snickering.
"She's a very attractive young lady," I said, defensively.
"And you like fucking her?" Rick added.
"No!" I protested. Rick and Jake stared back at me blankly.
"Or maybe yes, sure, of course I would, but you make it sound so crude".
"Soooo? What's she like, is she a good fuck?" Rick teased.
"I will find out in due course, first things first," I contended.
"Rick and me, Freddie down there on the floor, and Tark too I guarantee, we all like boys. You don't need to put on an act for us." Jake said gently.
"I'm not putting on an act, and I do like you guys, and Tark looks pretty nice too, but I intend to win Rose."
"You've got something pretty special with her eh?" prompted Jake, gently again.
"Well, sort of, I mean it's still too early to really... well I'm working on it."
"WORKING on it?" repeated Rick.
"Well, he hasn't cornholed her yet," Jake interpreted
"She's not that kind of girl" I protested. "She is marriage material, a real lady, someone you take to restaurants and shopping, and eventually even to a dance, and buy jewelry for and stuff. I promised her I would study math and become an accountant and make us lots of money. I must be making a very favorable impression, I'm sure."
"You mean she doesn't look at any other guys?"
"Oh heavens no. Well there is this Bert Stemen guy, but he has a really bad reputation. Rose really hates him though. I overheard her talking on the phone to her girl friend about him, with words like 'fuckin' awful ... a real mean fuck ... can hardly wait to blow him...' well, chuck him, get rid of him I suppose. The point is that it is not like Rose at all to swear that much, so she obviously must detest him very much."
Rick and Jake just sort of stared at one another.
"Uh, you seem to be going to an awful lot of trouble for a girl you haven't even fucked ever," said Rick. "If it was me, I would just jump Tark Tawney. Now there's as good a piece of ass as any you'll ever find, and I bet you could have him tonight, no strings attached. You're a cute kid, Billy boy."
I had always wanted to know what it felt like to fuck, really didn't want to wait another ten years or more to find out, and I had to admit, Tark Tawney was an awfully tempting shortcut.
"Are you sure Tark would let me, well you know, like have a go at him?" I asked.
"Tark's a fuck freak," said Rick. "You let him fuck you and he will let you fuck him.
"Is that the usual deal?" I asked.
"Well I can't speak for Tark," Rick answered. "But a virgin piece of ass like you, now that's hard to pass up on. And Tark would be just right for you too, he's got the skinniest cock I've ever seen on any fifteen-year old. It wouldn't even hurt"
"You mean it hurts?" I asked, apprehensively
"No, no," Jake shushed me. "Well maybe. But it hurts so good you don't want it to stop."
"Don't give him any bullshit, Jake" answered Rick. "First time always hurts. Sure surprised the bejesus out of me, I'll never forget."
It almost seemed like Rick was on my side now. I shouldn't have judged him so negatively, I decided.
"How old were you" asked Jake.
"Eleven" answered Rick.
"Well that explains it," said Jake. "Of course you weren't ready."
"Nobody ever is, not the first time" replied Rick.
"I was," Jake contradicted, confidently. "My friend's older brother went all out to prepare me, starting with a luke-warm enema."
"You don't suppose Fred would keep an enema kit here, would he?"
Usually I'm pretty smart, but this was another thing I had never learned about in school. "What's an enema?" I asked.
"No Fred doesn't have an enema, but he usually keeps some laxative around pinched from his old lady. She's got, like a major constipation problem."
"What's an enema?" I repeated.
"When's the last time you had a dump?" Jake asked me.
"Uh, why do you ask, I don't remember?"
"Today?"
"No, I sat in the car all day today?"
Jake and Rick glanced at each other. Rick got up, took a bar of chocolate out of the cupboard, and offered it to me.
"Hungry?"
"No not really. Well maybe a bit."
"Have it all, there's more where this stuff came from, and it's good stuff."
To demonstrate, he opened it up and broke of a little corner, sticking it in his mouth. "Mmmm," he said. Actually, I guess I was hungrier than I had realized. I took the chocolate bar from him and finished it off. Rick even got me a glass of water to wash it down.
"How was it?" he asked.
"Not bad, sweet. Leaves a bit of a greasy aftertaste though."
"That would be the indigestible oil."
"Huh?"
"The active ingredient. The laxative. In about an hour from now, maybe less, you'll dump like you never dumped before. It's nothing to be alarmed about. Tark doesn't have much of dick to begin with, but it will go in that much better if you're empty."
Slowly I was putting one and one together, and wasn't sure I liked what it added up to. "Whoah, wait a minute. I never said I wanted Tarky to fuck me, I mean, I have to think about it first"
"Easy, easy," Jake shushed me again. "Nobody is making you do anything. But whatever it will be that you decide to do, we just want you to be prepared for it. That's the boy scout motto, isn't it? Be prepared. Nothing more."
"Is this how you get ready? Just a laxative, and that's it? Or do you have any more surprises in store for me?I would like to know now"
"I'm glad you asked. Actually there IS something more we can do to help make the first time easier for you. But its probably best to wait until after the laxative has done its job"