Letter Club
(Part Two)
As it turned out, Gary did take me up on my offer to come home with me after school. His dick was still hard as we walked the four blocks home, and he walked in a really odd kind of way because of the tape on his butt. It was real funny, but I didn't think I ought to laugh. He might get really mad then. He kept trying to shove his hand in his pocket to hide his bone, but it was so big and so long that the most he could do was lift it, trying to point it upward, but that made as much or more of a show than just leaving it alone did.
But I couldn't resist one thing, and it was the kind of thing I would never have done before. As we walked along I slowed just slightly, letting him begin to pass by me, and I reached over and slapped him on the butt and asked, "How's it feel back there now, Gary?" He jumped a mile and cussed me.
"Don't you ever cut your fingernails?"
I looked at my fingers. They didn't seem long to me.
"Aw, Gary, you exaggerate." I wouldn't want to hurt him, but I hadn't minded what we did to him in the bathroom. He had done plenty of things to me in the locker room after practice, in the past.
He would climb on top of the row of lockers buck naked, and lie up there with a towel and swat us when we went by. Sometimes when he would get the towel wet and then twist it into a rats tail, it really hurt when he swatted you. It would make a loud SMACK when it hit, and it stung like hell. A couple of guys went home with really big red welts on their butts. One guy even got one on his dick. I bet he couldn't beat that thing for at least a week.
That was the thing, you see. Gary paraded his dick in front of everybody, and because he was a good player, one of the best on the team, he used his popularity to take advantage of people. I sort of wondered what would happen at the initiation tonight. I had the feeling that there were members of the team who would really be gunning for him.
I felt horny just walking beside Gary. Maybe it was because I was so worried about tonight that I didn't have any other inhibitions, but I really thought if I could get him up to my room, maybe I could get his dick. I had fantasized about it long enough, jerking my meat while I imagined working his dick, sucking his dick, playing with his dick. In fact, I had used him as my jerk off image for so long, it was a problem in the showers and locker with him after practice, because I kept feeling like my dick would get up a bone any second.
At times, I thought he might suspect how I felt. He would fix those smoky gray eyes on me, run his hand across his short cropped light brown hair, and then give a slight shake that made his dick swing a little, like a pendulum just getting revved up. Now I was walking beside him, and he and I would face a big initiation tonight. I hoped it might make us buddies.
"I'm gonna strip down when we get to your house," Gary said. "Is that OK? I mean, will anybody else be there?"
I started to leap at the thought and say, "If there are, I can get rid of them in a second," but instead I contained my excitement, and just said that neither of my parents got home until after 5. He seemed relieved at that, and then his voice got to sounding sort of secret. Well, sort of secret and embarrassed at the same time.
"I'm gonna tell you something, and if you ever tell anybody else, I'm gonna beat your butt so bad you won't never be able to sit down."
He paused a moment, and looked over at me. I was looking at his dick pushing against his pants so hard that I wondered if it could be getting ready to shoot off in there.
Then he went on: "When you guys made me shoot off in the bathroom today, it was a funny feeling. Nobody had ever done that to me before. And it made me get worried about stuff."
We had gotten to my house by then. Actually, nothing in Hinson is really much more than 4 or 5 blocks from anything else. Anyhow, we went up the front steps, let the screen door bang as we went in, and I led him upstairs to my room.
My room was on the back end of the house, so if anybody came in, it would take them a while to get up to where we were. I sat down on my bed, and Gary sat beside me. He began unzipping his pants as he kicked off his loafers. I waited for him to go on, all the while watching him get out of his clothes, keeping my eye on that mighty bone of his.
"Hey, man, that was some dick you had. Bone, I mean. When I wrapped my hand around that thing, I could feel it start to pulse."
Gary grinned. "It pulsed all right." By now he was out of his pants and dropping his boxers. As he turned toward me, that bone was almost right in my face, hard and horny as ever.
Then he got serious. "Taylor, I liked that. That's what's worrying me. I hadn't really realized it before, but it really turned me on to have you doing that."
His dick was so close to my face that if I said anything, my breath would be right on his dick's head. That monster pecker head looked like it was ready for action. I wanted to see if there was a drop of precum on it, but Gary started talking so I looked up at his face.
"There's more. I heard that at the initiation they get all the new ones and make us stand in a circle stripped, while one of the letter club members tells the sexiest story he can think of, and the first guy who gets a hard on, has to beat off in front of the group."
"Yeah, Gary, I've heard that story, but half the things they claim happen to people never do."
"But listen, Taylor. As horny as I've been lately, I could get up a bone just standing there even before they start telling the story. I don't want them thinking I'm gay. I mean, they could start saying that just seeing some naked guys gets me up."
"They wouldn't. You've been around guys in the locker room before and it hasn't happened."
"Man can you help me? I'm horny as hell, my butt is on fire, I want to shoot off, and I want you to tell me some way I won't get hard tonight."
"What do I get in return?" I asked. It sounded like either it was going to be the greatest moment of my life, or else the biggest disappointment. I took a quick glance at his dick, and the piss slit in the head seemed to have a tiny bit of moisture on it.
"Anything you want, provided your way of keeping me from getting hard tonight works."
This was too good to be true. I expected to wake up and find this was only a dream.
"Well, first off, let's see about that tape on your butt, and see if we can give you a little relief there. Turn around."
I stayed seated on the bed and he turned around. He had a really magnificent butt, with dimples in his muscles there. I would have to say that he had a happy butt. I grabbed the end of one of the pieces of tape that Danny had sealed him up with.
"Hold on tight, Gary, here we go!" With that I gave a quick rip. Gary gasp, cussed, and went from stiff and rigid to bouncing up and down.
"Damn! Damn! Damn! You bastard, that hurts!"
I could see the red mark where I had pulled it off. I got up and pulled out the emergency aid kit from the bathroom. I had a small can of lighter fluid, and I squired a little on his butt. That helped loosen the tape, and I could get the rest off with no problem.
"Lie down on the bed so I can put some salve in that butt. It will make you feel a lot better, and then I can give you something to take for tonight before you go, that I guarantee will keep you from getting up a bone, no matter what happens."
I had some lube in the bottom drawer of my dresser, well hidden so my mom would never find it. I bought it last summer after I had been over to Rococo Beach to a camp with the coach and the guys. When I bought it in the drugstore, I thought the girl at the register wasn't going to sell it to me. I didn't know if she would ask for some ID or what, but after a second she rang it up, and put it in a plain dark bag. I carried it home in great joy, and put it in my dresser where it had lain until now.
Gary lay face down on the bed. If I could have had him in the butt at that moment, it would have been my crowning achievement. But I knew I better play it safe and take my time. Putting some of the lube on my fingers, I began to slide them into the crack of his ass. I could see the tape had irritated him there. He must have had some hair that it pulled on, and maybe pulled out by the roots. When I touched the rosebud entrance, Gary gave a small gasp. His muscles tightened.
"Relax, Gary. This will really help things."
"God I hope so," he said. He tried to relax.
My dick was hard as iron. I knew my precum would stain and be visible before much longer, but I figured I would take my chances on Gary's reaction to that. I slowly inserted my finger into his hole. After a moment, I kept it still, and then inched further in. Gary shifted on the bed. He spread his legs a little wider, and I could see those great balls of his. As I looked at them, they moved slightly, as if they were drawing up.
He sighed. "That feels great. Keep it up."
I continued moving it in, until all of my finger was as deep as it could get. I then began an in and out motion with it. Gary started to tense up when I started, but then relaxed. I noted with satisfaction that his balls seemed to like it to. Gary was not humping the bed, but he was beginning to give that dick of his some body movement. I gave my finger an extra push, and then began to wiggle it inside him. I must have touched something in there, because suddenly his legs spread really wide, opening up the whole ass area, and his balls began to want to push up on either side of his rod.
I rolled him over, with my finger still all the way up his ass, and saw that magnificent pole right in my face. I opened my mouth and took it in. As I did, I raised my eyes to Gary's face. He was looking at me with such a hungry look about him that the smoky eyes seemed to be sending out signals. His breath was husky, his long legs tense.
I continued with my finger and my sucking, but with my free hand I stroked his thighs and felt the lanky muscles moving there. I could feel him tensing, and I started giving his dick a workout with my tongue while my finger wiggled away at whatever that thing was in his asshole that set him off.
Gary arched his back, every part of him tense and straining. "I'm coming...but don't stop. I'm about to shoot off - but don't stop. Oh God don't stop!" With that, his mighty missile fired off into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat and my tonsils and pulsing and quivering and going wild. I was choking on Gary's cum, and yet he had shot off in the bathroom hardly more than 3 hours ago. I coughed and choked, but I kept swallowing.
When the last bit had fired off and I could clear my throat, I opened my mouth and released his dick. It was still somewhat hard, so as I lay between his legs, I began to clear the canal of any cum left in it, starting where the trunk joined his body, and moving slowly up until I reached the head. He tensed as I pushed the last drops out, holding the skin under the dickhead.
"That was great. That was the best shot I've ever had," Gary said.
"Thanks. But we're not through yet." My dick was so hard I couldn't stand it. I unzipped my fly and pulled my dick out. I didn't know how he would react.
He looked at my dick, and at me. I don't guess I could ever really describe what was in his face. It was a mixture of so many emotions. He was happy, he was relieved, he was scared, he was unsure where all this was leading.
"You want my dick, Gary?"
"Aw, God man, I don't know. I ain't never..."
"I'll get you the pill for tonight, to keep you from getting hard," I said, heading for the bathroom. Fortunately, I had a few small vitamin tablets, little round pills, still left in the bottom on an old pill holder. I took one and returned to Gary.
"Here it is, Gary." I gave it to him. "Take care of it, and don't take it until just before you go to the initiation. Just swallow it with some water and you won't be able to get hard for at least six hours."
He still lay there on the bed. He took the pill, reached for his shirt, and put it in the pocket. But he hadn't made any move to get dressed. His dick was soft now, and he was looking at mine which was hard.
"Taylor? Look man. Could I maybe just give you a hand job? I ain't never done any sex stuff with another guy, and..." His voice trailed off. He looked over at his shirt, knowing the pill was there whether he did anything for me or not. His gray eyes looked at me with a sort of pleading.
"I wouldn't ever want to make somebody do anything sexual they didn't want to do. But you seemed to like what I did for you."
Gary walked right into the trap. "Oh yeah. That was great, man. That was absolutely the best sex I've ever had, and I wish we could do it some more..." He suddenly stopped. It had dawned on him that he was saying he liked what he got, but wasn't willing to do anything for me in return.
We were both silent for a moment. Then, as if pleading, he said, "I ain't never had a dick in my mouth. I mean, ain't there some other way?"
"Sure there is Gary. Get back on your stomach and spread your legs." He realized what was in store.
"Well...well...I could do that. Sure. I mean, it really got me hot when it was your finger doing it to me, and your dick ain't that much -" he stopped, realizing what he was saying. "Aw hell, man, I didn't mean that. There's nothing wrong with your dick."
But by that time, I had a rubber on and was greasing it up. I gave him a little more lube up the butt, and started in. At the first thrust he moaned. His muscles flinched and tried to keep my from penetrating, but I reached under him between his legs and started touching his dick, and as he squirmed, I was able to thrust a lot further in.
I was ready to shoot any second, and it was all I could do to hold back. I figured I might never have a chance like this for the rest of my life, and I wanted something to remember for a lifetime.
From his squirming, I could tell he was getting aroused again. I raised one of his legs and, with my dick still up his butt, I began turning him over so he faced me. As tall as he was, we both almost fell off the bed onto the floor before I got it done. Now I could face him as I reached my climax, and could work his dick as well. If I do say so myself, I think it was the best handjob he ever got. As I charged my dick into him with the final thrust, his eyes went out of focus and his dick started shooting cum all over me. No wonder this guy worried about being too horny - he was! I had never known a guy who could shoot that much cum that often.
Finally it was over. I felt a little guilty about giving him that vitamin and telling him it would keep him from being horny. But I figured I would make it up to him someday. As much as he had shot today, I hoped it would keep his dick soft for the initiation.
"My folks will be hone soon," I told him, and we started getting dressed.
"Help me get the tape back on my butt" he said.
That magnificent butt! I loved every minute of getting some fresh tape from the bathroom back on it. It was the same color and style as the tape we had cleaned off, so I felt no one would know the difference. Actually, Danny would be the only one who knew, and I figured that as carried away with initiations as he got, he would forget to check very carefully.
Danny was gone and I had gotten a shower before my folks got home. My mother greeted me with her favorite question:
"Well, did you learn anything new in school today?"
It was all I could do to keep from grinning from ear to ear. "Yes, I sure did."
(End of Part 2)