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 A FUN KIND OF GIRL 3

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   Author's Notes: A FUN KIND OF GIRL is the third book of the Gold Club
Series.  Book Three is the story of Ed Morgan, a young man who idolizes his
older brother Jack.  Jack teaches him about sex and sexuality and about the
fun kind of girls.  (Mm+/f, Mm+/Ff+, Mm, mF, MF, cons, anal, oral, light
bond, inc, interr, voy)

   A FUN KIND OF GIRL (Gold Club Book 3) By Art Martn

   CHAPTER 3



   It had been a few weeks after Mom began painting that Joey came over
with the news.  "Hey Sport!  You still want that job?"

   It was music to my ears!  "You bet I do!"

   "Tell me Sport, are you and Jack now fucking your mother?"

   "No!  She paints us.  That's all," I said defensively.  Jack just shook
his head at the crassness of his best friend.

   "Too bad.  She's not a bad looking woman.  Hell, I'd fuck her in a
heartbeat."

   Mom was only thirty-five, and she was attractive with a slim build and
natural blonde hair.  What she was doing with us was simply painting. 
Artistic only.

   The hair on my neck bristled and my face flushed.  I checked my temper.
"What about the job?"

   "Oh yes.  Uncle CJ is expecting you in thirty minutes."

   "Thirty minutes!  Holy shit!  What do I need?  What should I wear?" I
had just got home from school and was still dressed in ripped jeans and a
football jersey.

   "You're fine Sport," said Jack.  "Come on, let's go.  Best not to keep
CJ waiting."

   I got into the back seat of Jack's Camero for the ride over to meet
Joey's Uncle CJ.  I had never been to Joey's uncle's home before, or even
to Joey's home for that fact.  I was surprised as we pulled through an
automatic gate and up the long winding driveway that lead to a large
two-story home set well back from the street.  Thick hedges obscured the
view into the back of the property.  We parked and walked up to the door.
Joey opened it without knocking.

   The interior of the house was very nice with ten-foot ceilings.  Much
nicer than anything I had seen before.  As I followed Joey and Jack through
the house, I caught a glimpse of a swimming pool in back yard.  Joey
knocked on a tall wooden door and waited.  He knocked again and the door
opened.

   "CJ," Joey began, "this is Eddie, Jack's brother, the one I told you
about."

   A big smile came across his face.  I instantly knew from where Joey got
his primitive looks.  He too was short and stocky, but overweight with a
potbelly.  His entire face was covered with a black curly beard.  His dark
eyes were set back in his face like some animal crouching in a cave.

   "Eddie, nice to meet you." He offered his hand and I shook it, looking
him in the eye, just like Jack taught me.

   "Thank you, sir," I said.

   "Joey and Jack have told me a lot about you.  Please come in."

   CJ showed me a chair and told me to sit down.  I looked around.  There
was his desk, covered with various papers and memorabilia.  Several
computers were behind his desk with naked women screen savers.  Over by the
large window overlooking the pool area was a plush sofa where Jack and Joey
sat.  But what struck me most were the video cameras.  There were several
throughout the room, on tripods, red lights glowing.

   "Don't mind the cameras Eddie, they're here only to make a record of
what happens here today.  Now, I understand you want to make some money."

   "Yes, sir!  I'm saving up to buy a car."

   "Where do you go to school?"

   "Madison Junior High.  I'm in ninth grade."

   "And how old are you Eddie?"

   "I'm fifteen, sir."

   "Are you closer to your fifteenth or sixteenth birthday?"

   "Fifteenth.  I turned fifteen three months ago."

   "I understand from your brother that you enjoy sex."

   I cut a glance towards Jack.  "I, uh, uh..."

   "It's alright son, relax.  I enjoy sex too, don't you?"

   "Uh, yeah.  I do."

   "I understand your mother paints portraits of you in the nude.  Is that
right?"

   I looked again towards Jack.  He nodded for me to answer.  "Uh, yeah. 
She's an artist."

   "I'll have to come see her work sometime.  I'm a patron of the arts you
know."

   I didn't know what he meant by that.  CJ continued, "Is it true the
first girl you ever fucked was my daughter, Courtney?"

   Daughter!  I had heard Joey call her Cuz often, but I never knew she was
really his cousin.  Squirming I stammered, "Uh, uh, yeah.  That's right."

   "Tell me about it."

   I spent the next several minutes telling him about that first time. 
That it was a gangbang and what I did.

   "So Jack and Joey were there?"

   I was very uncomfortable and I looked to Jack for support.  He was
gazing out the window, pointing to something.

   CJ reassured me, "Eddie, just relax.  I know all about what you do with
your brother and my nephew.  I know all about my daughter, she's just like
her mother.  It's okay.  It's all just sex.  You like sex don't you?"

   "Yeah.  I like sex."

   "You like it a lot?"

   "Yeah.  It's fun."

   "So you and your brother get lots of girls over to your house an you
gang fuck them?"

   "Uh, yeah."

   "How often do you have these sex parties?"

   "Two, three times a month.  Sometimes more."

   "Now it sounds like you're bragging."

   "Oh, no.  It's the truth.  It's just that I've never talked about it
before.  Jack told me to never say anything about what we did."

   "Silence is very wise, but surely you brag to your buddies."

   "No.  The only buddies who know are in on the parties, and they know not
to say anything."

   CJ looked at me quizzically, "But...  you're telling me now."

   "Because Jack says I should."

   "Yes, your brother has been a trustworthy associate for several years.
What has he told you about me and my offer."

   "Nothing."

   "What has he told you about what he does for me?"

   "Nothing,"

   "Good, because it's no one else's business, including yours.  If you
work for me, I expect the same loyalty.  Do you understand?"

   "Oh, yes sir.  It's all confidential?"

   "That's right, Eddie.  It's all confidential."

   "You can count on me, sir."

   "I like that in a young man, Eddie.  Now back to your sex parties.  You
boys take turns fucking these girls?"

   "Yes, sir." I was starting to squirm around in the chair, because
thinking of all those chicks was making me hard.

   "You fuck their pussies."

   "Yes, sir."

   "You fuck them in the ass?"

   "Yes, sir."

   "You lick their pussies?"

   "Yes, sir."

   "Kiss their assholes?"

   "Yes, sir."

   "You like to make them to suck your dick?"

   "Oh, yes, sir."

   "You like to eat cum out of their cunts?"

   "Yes, sir."

   "You like the taste of cum?"

   I hesitated, "Yeah."

   "You like having your dick sucked?"

   "Yes, sir."

   "By girls or boys?"

   "Both."

   "Both?  When was the first time you had sex with another guy?"

   "Uh, two weeks ago."

   "Who was your partner?"

   "Uh, Jack, Joey, and the other guys at the party."

   "How many guys?"

   "Uh, let me see, there were eight guys altogether."

   "Eight.  And you sucked everyone?"

   "Yeah, I think so."

   "Including your brother?"

   "Yeah."

   "Must have been some party.  Did you have fun?"

   "Oh, yeah.  It was great!  We had four girls too." Then I remembered
that Courtney was there, but he didn't press that issue.

   "Did you have anal sex with any of these guys?"

   "Oh, no!  I've never done anything like that."

   "Never?"

   "Never."

   "Not with some buddy or your brother?"

   "No, I swear.  I've never done anything like that."

   "Well, it's okay if you had.  Maybe you should try it."

   "Uh, I don't know."

   "These girls you butt fuck, do they like it?"

   "They sure seem to!"

   "When its done right it can be very pleasurable.  You ever fuck another
guy in the butt?"

   "No."

   "Not Joey or your brother?"

   "No."

   "That's what they tell me, Eddie.  They say you've never been
sodomized."

   "I guess."

   "You guess?  Now this is very important, have you ever had anal sex with
another male?"

   "No!  I swear!"

   "Okay, okay, I believe you.  To sum this up, you like having frequent
sex with both girls and guys.  Right?"

   "Uh, yes sir."

   "You've never been sodomized.  Right?"

   "No, sir."

   "You want to make money so you can buy a car.  Right?"

   "Yes, sir."

   "Good.  Do you want the job?"

   I was a little thick.  "What's the job?"

   "Sex."

   "Sex?"

   "Sex, and you get paid for it."

   It never occurred to me that a guy could get paid for doing the nasty
before.  Have fun and get paid for it?  That was a no-brainer.  Then it
finally dawned on me; that's what Jack and Joey had been doing all these
years.

   "Are you serious Mr.  Brukowski?"

   He leaned over his desk, "Call me CJ.  Do I look like a man who wasn't
serious?  Well?  Are you interested?"

   "Uh, yeah!"

   "I take it that means yes?"

   "Yes!"

   "Good.  You can start right now." CJ motioned Jack and Joey off the
sofa. "Let me see how you look naked, Eddie." Joey picked up a hand held
video camera.  CJ licked his lips, his eyes gleaming and ordered, "That's
right boy, buck-naked."

   My heart began to race in anticipation of the lewd acts to follow.  My
dick was so hard it hurt, but all that talk about sodomy had me worried. 
Shit, did this guy fuck his own daughter?  I took off my shirt and kicked
off my tennis shoes.  I dropped my pants and boxers all at the same time
and slipped off my socks.  I stood up and glanced at the cameras.

   CJ let out a low whistle.  "Wow!  Look at you!  Turn around, Eddie,
slowly.  Would you look at that?  Taut and tight!  Great body.  The body of
an athlete.  God damn, no wonder your mother paints you in the nude. 
You're magnificent, just like your brother.  Look at the size of those
genitals.  Are you sure you're only fifteen?"

   From the background Jack answered him, "Yes CJ, he's only fifteen. 
Fifteen years and three months."

   "Flex your muscles, Eddie."

   After I struck several muscleman poses for the camera, CJ stood behind
me.  His hands roamed freely around my nude body as I just stood there
waiting for the next thing to happen.

   "You work for me now," he said matter-of-factly.  "You'll do what I tell
you to do, when I tell you to do it and with whomever I tell you to do it
with.  You understand, Eddie?"

   "Uh, I..."

   "Do what I tell you to do.  Understand?"

   "Yes, sir."

   "Good boy."

   His hand slid down over my stomach to the pubic mound of my pelvis and
then his lecherous, stroking fingers gently fondled my stiff penis and
testicles.  I closed my eyes as a feeling of shameless wantonness swept
over me.  Next thing I remember was CJ leading me over to the sofa.  I
don't remember him undressing, but somehow he was nude.  His body was
somewhat grotesque, he almost had tits he was so overweight, and like Joey
he was covered in thick black body hair.

   Out from the tangle of long pubic hair, his pecker hung low, seemingly
halfway to his knees.  His legs were short, but still, his penis was longer
than anything I'd ever seen before, much longer than Joey's, but about as
thick, and like Joey it was dark colored, much darker than his skin.

   CJ sprawled on the sofa, hands above his head, and one foot on the
floor. "Come on boy, show me what you know about fellatio."

   I didn't know what 'fellatio' was, never heard the word before, but I
didn't have any doubts about what was expected of me.  I got onto my knees
beside the couch and ran my hand across his hairy torso.  It felt like soft
lambs wool, not at all coarse like I had imagined.  Hidden by the hair and
visible only close up, were numerous scars, surgical scars I later found
out.

   I stroked his hairy scrotum and ran my fingers down the length of his
long soft cock to the uncircumcised head.  I peeled back the foreskin and
confirmed my suspicion that his dickhead was pointed like Joey's.  I ran
one hand back up his bulging stomach to his chest and got a handful of tit,
he had more than a lot of girls at school.

   My other hand I swept up and down his leg, first one, then the other.  I
did it like Jack taught me, a slow tactile full body massage before getting
into more serious sex, but with a man instead of a girl.  After several
minutes of stroking him from head to toe, gently brushing his penis on
almost every pass, his long dick gradually became fully erect, the pointed
head emerging from its protective sheath.  His cock was a foot long if not
more!  I could tell from his heavy breathing and the slack-jawed expression
on his bearded face that he was burning with sexual passion.  Great drops
of clear sticky lubricating fluid formed at the tiny urethral slit, pooling
and then by force of gravity, running down the side of his dickhead and
down his shaft.

   I began my oral play by catching the clear salty pre-cum before it ran
completely down his long shaft, and then licking my way up to the glans.  I
later learned that CJ had an overactive Cowper's glands and as a result the
pre-cum continued to well up at the tip of his dick, which was fine by me,
I liked the taste, have ever since I began maturing and tasting my own sex
secretions during masturbation.

   As I slipped my ovalled wet lips over his hot glans his juices continued
to flow.  I felt his penis throbbing with desire as I drove it deeper into
my mouth and down my throat, managing somehow not to gag, until my face was
buried in his pubic hair.  As I pulled back up, I rapidly moved my tongue
sideways across the underside of his penis up to the glans and then back
down I went.

   CJ twisted and contorted his body in unrestrained pleasure and moaned
out load, "Ohh!  Ohhhh god!  Yes!!  Jesus boy!  Ohhh!  Ohhhh!"

   I was determined to give him his money's worth and show him that I was
worth every penny of it, and I relentlessly sucked his dick making obscene
noises whenever possible.

   I felt his peter swell and knew he was about to cum, so I pulled off all
but the very head.  His body jerked with a crescendo of hot sperm roaring
from his prostate, through his long dong and into my waiting mouth.  After
the copious quantities of pre-cum I expected a great flood of semen but I
only received a modest amount of his thick ejaculate.

   He lay still for several minutes until his breathing became normal
again. Then he sat upright and stroked my head.  "That was really good,
Eddie!  God damn that felt good!"

   I thought that we would exchange positions, but he got up and got
dressed.  I wasn't sure what to do so I awkwardly stood around
self-conscious of my nakedness.  Jack and Joey still had video cameras in
hand and were waiting on further instructions.  CJ motioned them to put the
cameras away.

   He turned to me with a big smile on his face.  "Eddie, you've got real
promise.  Star quality.  Now the first thing you've got to learn is how to
operate the cameras.  When you're not performing, you'll be shooting." He
turned to Joey, "You three go out back on the back lawn and shoot some
footage.  Show him how to operate the camera, begin teaching him about
lighting, framing, composition and camera angles.  Jack you put on a show
for the camera.  This may be Camera 101, but try and make it interesting.
After an hour or so come back in, we will review and critique Eddie's
footage."

   Jack and Joey headed out the door with one of the video cameras, the
professional type you see on the evening news, with a shoulder rest.  I
started to get dressed but CJ stopped me, "You don't need clothes to shoot
a camera.  Slows up the production." He opened the desk drawer and said,
"Come here boy." He handed me a crisp one-hundred dollar bill.  "That's
your sign-on bonus.  From here on out, you share in the profits from your
work.  Do your work well and with enthusiasm.  This is a business, not a
party.  Now go on and learn your job."

   I stuffed the bill in the pocket of my jeans and joined Jack and Joey
outside.  Joey explained the camera to me, how to focus, zoom in, keep it
steady, etc.  Jack undressed.  Joey explained a few things about lighting,
avoiding brightly lit backgrounds, avoiding or exploiting shadows.  I was
surprised at how heavy the camera was; it was nothing like a little home
video camera.  I started shooting tape of Jack, following Joey's
instructions to zoom in, zoom out, close-up of his face, close-up of his
butt.

   Joey showed me how to move around the subject to take advantage of the
differences in the ambient light.  He explained that the object was to make
a dynamic production, rather than a static one.  He explained that what the
cameraman did was more important to the finished product than what the
actor was doing.  He tried to teach me how to smoothly move around and not
jiggle the camera.  After my introductory lesson, Joey had me shoot a short
blowjob scene with Jack going down on Joey.  I thought I did a pretty good
job.

   We went back inside to a home theater room, where I sat in one of the
overstuffed chairs.  The fabric felt luxurious against my still bare skin.
Joey loaded the tape while Jack went to get CJ.  When all was ready Joey
played back the unedited tape.  The tape was clearly amateurish.  I held
the camera crooked, it jiggled, the scene wandered around off the subject,
I cut off the top of Jack's head at the eyes, I never seemed to get a good
shot of main action.  CJ pointed out all my mistakes.  Actually there were
so many mistakes, that he just brushed the surface.  CJ then had Joey load
one of the unedited tapes that either Jack or Joey shot while I was doing
CJ in his office.

   Smooth pans of the lewd scene played before me.  CJ sprawled on the sofa
ready for servicing.  I knelt beside him.  The camera recorded the sensual
aspect of my finger play across his chest and his legs.  His long donkey
dick came alive, lewdly becoming erect.  The camera was rock steady as an
extreme close up caught the pre-cum oozing from his dick, then smoothly
back out to capture me licking the liquid dripping down his shaft.  It
caught it all.  Occasionally it caught the legs of the other cameraman, a
pan wasn't particularly smooth, or there was some other distraction, but
generally it was good, very good.

   I had a hard on watching it, which was the entire point of the video. 
The cameraman anticipated every part of the action and was ready to capture
the scene.  This was especially evident from the close up of CJ's dick,
pulsating as he ejaculated.  I looked around the room; I wasn't the only
one with a hard on from watching that tape.

   Joey loaded the second tape and played it back.  It too was smoothly
shot, catching the action from a different angle.  My dick was tingling, in
need of relief.  I was unconsciously rubbing my dick.  CJ saw me and when
the video was over and he made his comments about the second tape, he told
me lie on the floor.  CJ stripped down and again I was presented his dick
for sucking, only this time it was to be a 69.  The long suppressed sexual
excitement of the afternoon had built to the point that I didn't last very
long before I came and the delicious sensation of orgasm overtook me.

   CJ stood up, pulling his elongated organ from my lips.  Wiping a few
drops of my cum from his beard he said, "You're going to do just fine,
Eddie.  The camera work will come with experience, you're a natural for
performance." Then turning to my brother and Joey he complimented their
work, "Great clips guys.  We'll concentrate with Eddie in the lead role. 
Once I sketch out a script and we'll begin shooting.  That's all for
today."

   "Great," said Jack, "Mom will be home soon, and she'll worry if Eddie's
late."

   As Jack drove me home, I was playing with the hundred-dollar bill. 
"Easy money," he said.

   "Yeah, I can't believe he gave me hundred bucks."

   "There'll be more where that came from, Eddie.  But don't expect CJ to
pay you for having sex with him.  He expects it and gets it.  It's all
gratis within the company."

   "Gratis?"

   "Yeah, free.  You do it with CJ for free."

   "I don't understand.  How do I make any money?"

   "God you're thick sometimes.  The movies stupid, that and live
performances."

   "Live performances?"

   "Yeah.  We make dirty movies.  Right?"

   "Uh, yeah."

   "Well CJ knows a lot of rich people.  Some men and women will pay dearly
to be in a fuck movie.  Others like it a little more personal.  We make
money from the movie, but also from the extras that we bring in and the
private sessions.  Looks to me like you're going to be the new star."

   "Jack, does CJ ever fuck Courtney?"

   "No, not that I know of.  He's talked about it, but he has never even
put her in a movie that I know of.  Her mother would cut off his balls!  He
really never sees her."

   "Doesn't she live there at CJ's house?"

   "No, Sport.  She lives with her mother.  They're divorced."

   We got home in plenty of time for me to pose for Mom.

   It was a few days before CJ called for Jack and I.  We met in the
theater room.  Joey loaded a video.  It was my 'interview' with CJ.  It was
edited, like a Barbara Walters interview.  The camera switched from me to
CJ, then back to me from several different angles, all shot from the
stationary cameras set up on the tripods.  That was followed by a
meat-market series followed by the blowjob, all carefully edited, very lewd
and sexually arousing.  I was stunned by the fourth part; it was CJ
speaking to the camera.

   "Good evening dear friend.  It's my pleasure to introduce you to Eddie,
my newest boy toy.  Eddie is a little over fifteen, and he's Jack's little
brother.  As you can see he is a beautiful boy, physically fit in every
way, well endowed sexually.  He's an Adonis.  He has no qualms about having
sex with either men or women, so long as it is frequent.  Still he's an
anal virgin, but not for long.

   "When making the earlier portion of this video, I was sorely tempted to
put him up on my desk where I could fuck the hell out of him, but I
restrained myself.  I decided to save him and give you the opportunity to
be the first man up his ass.

   "Very soon we are going to shoot a movie where his older brother and
other members of the company will repeatedly sodomize Eddie.  If you want
to be included as a participant in this wonderfully degenerate film, free
of all inhibitions and morality, please contact me immediately through our
secure channels.  If you wish to be the one to take his virginity, please
bid accordingly.  Time is short.  We plan to shoot this movie, "The Gang
Rape of Eddie's Butt" on the weekend of March 15-17.

   "Please join us for an orgy of immoral fun.  As always accommodations,
food and booze will be provided.  Dress will be minimal.  Thank you my
friend."

   CJ turned on the lights.  "I posted this to the web site this morning
and e-mailed notices.  Already I have three affirmatives for extras and the
high bid stands at $3,000 to be first in line.  That's in addition to the
$1000 entry fee.  I expect that the bid will be doubled by tomorrow
afternoon.  I fully anticipate at least ten extras.  We'll shoot it at
Crystal Springs, at the Boys Town lodge.  Jack, Joey and I will be the
cameramen.  Eddie, pack light, a toothbrush and razor is all you'll need,
maybe a pair of sandals."

   "What's Crystal Springs?"

   "Crystal Springs is a very naughty nudist camp, Jack can tell you more
about it."

   My mind was reeling.  Repeatedly sodomized.  Ten man gang rape.  Nudist
camp.  The sphincter of my ass was clinched tight.

   "Jack, take your brother to Rockford tomorrow.  Go see Dr.  Marin, have
him check Eddie for VD.  I've already talked to him and he knows that we
are under a tight time frame.  Go ahead and get a STD check up too Jack,
you're about due."

   "Uh, I've got to go to school tomorrow," I protested.

   "Cut school tomorrow.  I'll have someone call in that you're sick.  Have
the doctor give you a note."

   "Uh, I've never done anything like this before."

   "You better not have Eddie, but there's always a first.  I can
understand that you're nervous.  We've got to go where the money is and
right now the money's on your virgin butt.  It's that simple.  For God's
sake don't get ass fucked before next weekend."

   Next weekend!  I realized it was only nine days away.

   "Eddie, I guarantee that you'll love Crystal Springs.  It won't be all
work.  We'll be in a separate area to insure privacy, but during breaks you
can roam the camp and fuck all the pussy you want.  It's that kind of
place."



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